"Merlin's beard!! What happened before you guys came here?!" Ron shouted in horror. The box in his hand fell to the ground with a plop, and he couldn't feel it even after it hit his feet. Harry felt that he would have to scream in pain after a while. , "Is it true that there are biting goblins in the Malfoy family's manor, as the legend says?!"
The biting goblin's face was stiff, cold and silent: "..."
Harry covered his neck and laughed dryly.
"Anyway," he pretended that the twins and Ron's eyes were not wandering around his neck and wrist, "Hey, long time no see, Ron, hey, long time no see, George, Fred..." He hesitated, his eyes on them He glanced behind him and chose the right words, "Well... what are you doing?"
"Your adjective is wrong," Draco sneered, "You should ask them what they are doing that violates discipline."
The three Weasley brothers all turned their attention to him, and then the twins quickly moved away to cover the things behind them. But it's useless, not to mention their slender bodies like reed poles. Even if Goyle and Crabbe come, they can't cover a car.
At this moment, a pitiful groan came from the car.
"...ron? Where am I? Where am I, ron? Am I in heaven? I can't spit anything out..."
Harry and Draco couldn't help but cast their gaze over there - and then watched the twins open the car door and pull out Neville from under the seat, who looked unsteady at first glance. He was still wearing pajamas, his hair was messy, and his face was pale. Anyone who saw him in such a mess would not be able to bear to look at him anymore.
"...Wow." Harry said, "I mean...Wow. What did you do? Invite Neville as a guest? What a coincidence."
This was a euphemism, but the three brothers still looked uncomfortable. It was obvious that they had done something bad and got caught.
"You stole Longbottom out from under Antonis Longbottom's nose?!" Draco folded his arms and looked left and right. He was a little shocked but said calmly, and commented, "You're so brave!"
See, that's not a euphemism.
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The Weasley family is located in a relatively remote area. Although there are villages, the houses are separated by fields and clusters of trees, and the Ron family's house is located among them. It seemed to be built bit by bit. First, the first floor was hastily surrounded with stones and other materials, then a few more layers were made, and magic was used to build them up. Then, for example, four or five chimneys, red roofs, and more than a dozen The bracket stuff was stuffed in, and it was surrounded by a vegetable patch, a chicken pen, a pig pen, and a red sign with the word 'Burrow' written on it.
The whole building here looked like a dusty Lego building, but Harry looked around and felt that there was order in the chaos. You could see how some places were built and what they were used for... considering Ron has several older brothers and a younger sister. With limited land, it is indeed necessary to build a multi-story house. Harry said that this house has a rather pastoral feel. It is like a place described in fairy tales, like a place where a magician would live, while Malfoy Manor is more like the set of a palace drama.
However, there is definitely no way to receive cell phone signals in this place.
Harry and Ron helped pull Neville out of the car, who was motion-sick and didn't know what day it was or where he was. The twins parked the old green car in a dilapidated garage. Go inside.
Draco folded his arms and watched from the side. Neville's miserable condition made him very happy. He shook his head and looked at Neville who couldn't even stand upright. He could only stand with Ron's support. He thought it was strange: "You guys Is his driving skills so bad? We take the Hogwarts Express every year, but he can also faint in a car?"
"Speed... I'm... afraid of heights..." Neville's eyes narrowed slightly, his head still shaking slightly, as if he was still in the car, "Yes, I'm sorry... Thank you, thank you, Harry …”
Harry said pitifully: "You're welcome, Neville." He also asked Ron: "Neville was originally afraid of heights, and you actually drove a flying car to pick him up?" He was not surprised that the Weasley family had a flying car, after all, Sirius was a transformation As a habitual offender of vehicles, the flying motorcycle was still parked in the backyard. Harry locked it tightly to prevent someone (such as Peter or Sean or someone else) from sneaking up on it and breaking his leg.
"It's still an illegal speed car," Draco said without missing a moment, "This is a modified Muggle item, huh, huh..."
The twins each stretched out a hand from behind him, covered his mouth tightly, and then grabbed Draco's hands with their other hands. After the twins finished doing this, they looked at the same person at the same time. That's right, of course they couldn't expect this little venomous snake to keep anything secret, so of course they were looking at Harry.
"You have to shut him up, or dad will be in trouble," Fred winked at Harry, "We are giving you our latest prank product. Dear Harry, our little heir to Slytherin, can you let your Followers are slightly…”
"Shut up," George said, "You know we didn't expect a Malfoy to come here when we were driving. The car was originally in stealth mode."
Harry couldn't help laughing: "Don't mention that nickname, and Draco is not my follower - okay, he is here to accompany me to send invitations, not to cause trouble, he is about to be covered to death by you guys ”
The twins then let go of Draco, hugged Harry affectionately, and walked in front. Draco, who was panting behind him, was almost breathless, and they ran forward and opened the two red heads.
"What are you doing," Draco shouted coldly, "Is this how you greet guests? Don't move your hands."
But you still spoke. Harry couldn't help but cast a somewhat sad look at him, but out of shame he didn't say these words immediately.
They should have appeared here in the morning, but he didn't get up. After getting up, he was laughed at by Draco for a long time. After eating a belated breakfast (lunch), they slowly passed through several fireplaces and The map turned to this side. Along the way, Harry was very suspicious that they were going the wrong way. However, the wizard's family did not have a phone, and there was no signal here, so there was no way to contact him. He was afraid of disturbing the other family's family by teleporting. The address provided by Draco It is literal, such as xx Road in xx area, but there is no way to give geographical coordinates, so it is difficult to confirm the landing point.
"You came just in time," Fred patted Harry on the shoulder, his face full of joy at meeting his ally, "When you see Mom, you and Neville go up to say hello to her, and remember to act cute and sensible. Mom likes your kind the most, and then we pretend to have just come back from a trip and say, 'Look, Mom, who's here as a guest', so that she doesn't have time to take care of the car..."
Harry extracted a fact from these words: "So Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley don't know that you are driving this car?"
Over there, George was obviously prepared. He pulled out a well-made suitcase from the trunk of the car. Looking at the solid gold family crest on it, Harry knew it was Neville's suitcase: "Hurry up and carry Neville over, we're going to take it." He changed out of his pajamas and pretended that he was a guest on his own just like Harry and the others. We went out to greet them on foot in the middle of the night, so that no one would know that we were driving past, and Mom wouldn't look at the gas tank..."
Draco commented: "You see, this is how stupid lies are born, gryffindor, tsk tsk, gryffindor."
Ron finally helped Neville to stand firm, and put on a coat on him. He was just about to open his mouth to argue with Draco, but halfway through opening his mouth, his face turned blue and his eyes started to go straight: "It's over, it's over— —”
Harry followed his eyes and saw Mrs. Weasley quickly walking out of the house. Ginny, who was one year younger than them, was standing in the house looking out. After meeting Harry's gaze, she shrank again. Go back and run upstairs quickly.
"What are you looking at?"
Draco stood behind him and said grimly.
Harry turned his head back expressionlessly and said deliberately: "Look at the pretty girl."
"..." Draco looked at him with a gaze that was as intense as wanting to eat him, but before Draco could fire, Mrs. Weasley fired first, her fat little body seemed to have cast an acceleration spell, He suddenly appeared in front of the twins, grabbed their ears, and shouted with a deafening voice.
"Where did you go?!"
Draco trembled, and Harry also trembled. The two of them unconsciously moved a few steps to the side, trying to get out of Mrs. Weasley's attack range.
Ron trembled, and Neville, who was supported by him, almost fell to the ground. His face was full of panic, as if he had returned to the state he was in at the beginning of the first grade, and the extra stability he gained in the second grade was gone.
"The bed is empty! There is not a note! The car is also missing! No one has been seen all morning, and no one came for breakfast!" Mrs. Weasley is not a tall woman. She has curly hair and is a chubby little girl. Every one of her sons is taller than her, and she wears a hand-knit sweater. She should be a very amiable housewife, but now no boy dares to raise his head in front of her with her hands on her hips.
"I even asked your father to ask if there was a car accident. I have never encountered such a thing in my life... You may be seen by others, you may get into a car accident and die! Let's see how your father will teach you a lesson when he comes back, bill ( This has never happened to Bill, Charlie and Percy... Why can't you learn from your wonderful brother?!"
Mrs. Weasley kept lecturing her, poking the chests of her sons and pinching their ears: "Why do you think of doing such a thing? You might ruin your father's job -" After she finished speaking, Turning to Neville, his tone softened, "Of course, dear, this is definitely not saying that you -"
"But Mom, you don't know what Neville's life is like. His uncle put him under house arrest and sealed his windows!" Ron argued hurriedly, and Neville kept nodding along at his signal, "We have to take action - "
"-be careful if I put you under house arrest and seal your windows, ron weasley."
Weasley interrupted his argument crisply, pointed his finger at him, and gave him a stern warning.
With a pop, Harry turned his head to look at Draco, and found that the latter had an uncontrollable expression of gloating on his face, so he had to poke him, fearing that the fire would be diverted. However, Mrs. Weasley's voice over there was getting louder and louder, and she looked as scary as a tiger, and Draco didn't dare to show that expression anymore. After all, although, maybe, Harry heard that his biological parents were on good terms with Ron's parents, and he was very proud of himself, but Harry couldn't guarantee that this face could outweigh the conflict between the family... If at this moment This terrible firepower was directed towards them, and Harry had no choice but to take Draco and run away.
After scolding the three brothers so much that Mrs. Weasley's voice became hoarse, she turned her attention slightly to Harry and Draco.
"Oh," her manner was extremely kind, and her voice became gentle and very soothing, "it's nice to meet you, dear Harry - I assume this is Draco? Do you mind if I call you that?"
This attitude was too kind, and it was completely different from before, as if a sudden switch had been suddenly turned off... So Draco didn't dare to say that he minded, he instinctively grabbed Harry and nodded.
Mrs. Weasley immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes. She didn't seem to care at all that this was a child of the Malfoy family. Rather, her attitude was as if Draco was Harry's twin brother: "Good boy, did you come here? You must be very tired. Come in and sit with us for a cup of tea - Neville, dear, come here, oh, poor little George, how could they take a child who is afraid of heights in that car..."
As she spoke, she took Neville from Ron's hand, patted and stroked his back, and walked into the house first.
"...Merlin's beard, the Weasley family is ruled by a terrible woman..." Draco couldn't help but said. He looked a little dazed originally, as if he didn't believe that he was treated so kindly, and now he was being treated by Harry again. He hit his stomach with his elbow.
"I can't save you if you keep talking," Harry thought of his aunt and warned him sincerely, "The fighting power of a woman in rage is beyond the upper limit."
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From the outside, the Weasley's house looks smaller and shabbier than the average house. If we look at it by the general definition of a house, it is indeed an illegal and dangerous house, but inside it is decorated neatly and warmly. I can honestly say that life is The atmosphere is far stronger than the gorgeous Malfoy Manor and the (renovated) comfortable No. 12 Grimmauld Place. It is the kind of place where you can't help but imagine a lively family as soon as you step in and look at the many corners here. And a place to smile.
The smell of toasted bread and fried sausages wafts in the air. Food prepared before lunch is placed on the long table. The pot that has just been used is being cleaned automatically. The brush and foam make a scrubbing sound together, and the knitting needles click. She was knitting a pullover with an old color scheme. There were a few books on the old radio, such as "Witches Weekly", "The Magic of Baking Bread" and "The Mystery of the Constellations". There was a recently popular wizard song in it. …
"Although it's a little small, it's still a family," Ron said to Harry and Neville (of course, he didn't expect Draco to agree with him), and at the same time he quietly took a croissant from the table and gnawed on it. He was obviously very hungry. , "Maybe not as big as your homes."
"...I feel great." Neville looked at the twins and Ron, and then at the house that was full of homely atmosphere. Thinking about how much Weasley scolded the twins just now, he still felt concerned and worried. , very envious, "It's great that so many people in your family live together and have good relationships."
Harry nodded along, feeling that he and Neville were the same in this regard, but considering that he had a twin brother and sister in recent years, as well as his perfect father, he felt that he might be a little better than Neville. ——If the situation at home was not so bad, how could Neville sneak out with Ron and the twins?
"There's nothing good about having a large family..." Ron muttered.
Mrs. Weasley stood in the small kitchen with a spatula in hand and yelled at them:
"Everyone sit down! George, Fred and Ron all sit down to eat. Neville, my dear, have you eaten? No? That's just right. Eat more, Harry——"
She smiled at Harry kindly: "Have you had lunch? Sit down and eat together?"
"We've eaten!" Harry saw that she had set up a new pot, cracked three eggs into it, and poured five or six sausages into it. He quickly waved his hands, "Draco and I have both eaten, thank you, lady!"
The corner of Draco's mouth couldn't stop trembling as he watched her pour eight or nine sausages, five fried eggs, and three strips of bacon into the plate in front of Neville at the same time, and also helped him spread a thick layer of jam on the bread with her own hands. , as if the fat man had never had enough to eat in his life, he was still greeting him: "Eat more, dear, that's right, that's it, some more..."
Although Neville himself enjoyed this kind of care, judging from his expression, he also felt that there was already a mountain of things on the plate.
"How on earth did everyone in their family grow up so thin?" Draco whispered in confusion next to Harry's ear. Harry gave him a warning look, signaling him to stop talking.
"Since you are full, sit down and drink some tea. Sit down, children, you all sit down." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, and at the same time, she clicked the wand on the teapot, and it automatically made tea, "You guys Do you like apple pie and brioche?" As she spoke, she pushed the plate with these foods towards the two full people, as well as several jars containing jam and butter, and encouraged them with her eyes to eat. Drink, with an attitude that Draco didn't even have the guts to refuse.
It seems that as long as they are on the territory of the Burrow, everyone must listen to this lady and no one can refuse her orders - this is the venue bonus.
Although Harry was very full, he still had to pick up a piece of pie and nibble on it... well, I have to say, it tasted pretty good.
Draco also took a piece, and had to lower his head and look at his waist before he took his mouth. He was afraid that it might lap up a few more times when he went out, but he didn't dare to protest - he had promised to accompany Harry to deliver the invitation, and he also He once said that even if the other person is rude, he will still be the polite person.
At this time, a small figure suddenly ran down the stairs and stopped at the entrance of the stairs. The boys looked up and saw that it was Ginny who had just disappeared. Harry found that she had changed her long pajamas into a simple skirt with small flowers at the hem. Her long red hair was tied up with bangs with a hairpin.
The moment she looked at Harry, her face became redder and redder. When Harry thought she was going to run away in the next second, she ran into the kitchen quickly.
"Mommy, can I make you some tea?"
she said very quietly.
"I'm done, honey," Mrs. Weasley was more than ten times gentler to her daughter than her son, and patted her head, "Are you tired from your homework?"
"I want to help." Ginny lowered her head and said softly, without looking up at anyone.
The twins shrank their heads, looking at each other and making suspicious giggles as they ate.
"Oh, you are so considerate, Ginny, then, please help Harry and the others bring a plate of fruit, okay? I've cut it up and put it over there." Mrs. Weasley didn't notice the strangeness of the twins, and happily pointed it out to her daughter. pointed.
Ginny nodded, and took a few steps over to bring the plate of fruit cut into small pieces, and placed it close to Harry, but out of reach of Ron and Neville. She accidentally knocked over a piece of fruit on the way. Chair. After doing this, she hesitated for a moment and sat down opposite Harry, lowering her head and saying nothing, as if there was a flower carved on the table.
"Thank you, Ginny." Harry said to the little girl. He had always had a good impression of Ginny because he always remembered her as a sensible and quiet girl, and Ginny and Luna had a good relationship.
The little girl nodded but still didn't speak. Her ears were almost as red as her hair.
Harry shrugged slightly, and Ginny had been relatively silent towards him... This was not bad. In the beginning, whenever she met Harry in Hogwarts, or looked at each other inadvertently, she wouldn't just scream and run away. Just knock it over or let go and something will fall.
"Is my face so scary?" He asked Draco, who was holding an apple pie next to him, biting off a corner and tasting it with a complicated expression in a medium voice, "Is it so scary?"
"No," Ginny was sitting opposite. After hearing this, she hurriedly raised her head and her face turned even redder. "You... you are not scary, Harry, not scary." She also added hastily, "You have a pretty face. Awesome—" She covered her mouth mid-sentence, stood up, and rushed upstairs.
The twins laughed louder, and Ron clicked his tongue loudly, not sure whether he was clicking his tongue at his sister or at Harry.
"Is this the pretty girl you're talking about?" Draco squeezed out the words through his teeth.
"Isn't she a pretty little girl?" Harry said.
"No." Draco said without mercy.
"Hey, what did you say about my sister!" Ron protested.
Weasley, hum, weasley!
Draco also became expressionless and bit into a large piece of apple pie, letting the sugar soothe his rising anger.
The pair of plain rings that he had seen in the Mirror of Erised flashed through his mind, and then disappeared quickly. The ideas came and disappeared very quickly, but Draco felt that he was going to catch something. .
It would be great if there was a way to let everyone know, 'No third person can be added here'. he thought angrily.
"Look at Malfoy's face," Fred whispered to his twin brother while Mrs. Weasley returned to the kitchen, "do you think it's white or blue?"
"It seems that our little sister has made him feel that he is in danger," George also whispered to his brother, "But to be honest, brother, I don't really want him to cause trouble for Ginny, what should I do?"
"It depends on the situation. If he dares to bully Ginny, one of ours will be used as a guinea pig——"
"good idea!"
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Ginny disappeared for just a few minutes. When everyone had finished eating, Mrs. Weasley threw the tableware aside and cleaned it with magic. She ran down again. This time Draco was the first to notice that she had a delicate bracelet on her hand. , not expensive, but full of girlish cuteness and compactness.
——She dressed up specially, deliberately showing herself in front of Harry, as if everyone else was blind... No, Harry, that idiot, was blind.
Draco sneered in his heart. He had seen so many girls who wanted to please him. A little girl like Ginny who was not even beautiful could not be ranked among them... Wait, where is she going to sit?
He didn't dare to make it too obvious, but he still stared at Ginny as he sat on the chair opposite Harry, while a certain idiot smiled and nodded gently to the red-haired girl without any awareness that the other party was expressing his affection for him.
Suddenly, an alarm bell rang in Draco's heart, and Felton's words suddenly amplified and echoed in his ears.
[If you still want to be happy, don't lose to Weasley. You can't lose to anyone. Don't let them get too close... I warned you. 】
He shuddered, earning a strange glance from Harry, who almost slipped off the sofa. He had to pretend that nothing was wrong and say thank you to Mrs. Weasley who handed over the tea cup, but he glanced at Ginny again from the corner of his eyes.
"Which" in felton...could it be referring to this? ! ! !
Could it be that Harry’s girlfriend ended up being...
Imagining Harry falling in love with a Weasley, Draco's expression suddenly changed. He felt that even if the kind Mrs. Weasley brought a French meal in front of him, he wouldn't be able to eat anything -
————Is it too late to drag Harry along and stay away from the name Weasley forever? !
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Harry is quite keen in some aspects.
He turned to look at Draco and found that his face was turning white and blue, and he was looking at Ginny very strangely.
"Draco? Your eyes are so scary. Don't look at Ginny like that, she will be scared." He said to Draco telepathically, "We have to agree in advance. It is very shameful to bully a school girl."
As a result, such urgent words came from the other side.
"Do you think she's pretty?"
"…………ah?"
