Bill ran out to report to his mother that he was safe, while Ani stayed in the house to clean up the mess.
While casting the repair spell, Ani looked thoughtfully at the wall without even a crack.
An ancient family has its own heritage.
The Burrow looked dilapidated, like many simple houses spliced together in disorder.
In fact, with the blessing of magic, it is surprisingly strong.
Ani patted the restored wall, and used a little more force on his hand.
"Click..."
Looking at the cracked wooden board again, the corner of Mr. Professor's mouth twitched.
Okay, Aini takes back what he just said.
The protection of the Burrow is only against magic, and has no resistance to physical damage.
Bill walked in after a while and called Aini to come down for dinner.
The meal was tasteless.
Mr. Granger was fine. Even at the dinner table, Arthur kept asking him questions.
Even though Molly pinched her thigh quietly several times, a certain Muggle fan still went his own way.
Mrs. Granger's eyes were focused on Aini most of the time.
You obviously didn't do anything bad, so how did you feel like you were a thief?
After finishing the meal, before he could leave, the girl came up with a new textbook.
"Molly, is that boy really a professor at a magic school?"
Janice gestured to Mrs. Weasley to look towards the sofa.
The boys and girls were sitting there side by side, and Aini was pointing to the part on the page circled by the little witch with a serious face, and was explaining seriously.
"You mean Aini? Although he is young, he is indeed a professor at Hogwarts. I don't know much about this new professor, but several boys in the family trust him."
Molly thought of the senior who had both bad and bad reputations. Having a child like Aini had to be said to be a blessing.
"New professor?"
Janice repeated, there was something wrong with the way her daughter looked at him...
"Yes, Hogwarts expanded its enrollment by two professors last year, Ani and Bill, oh, that's my eldest son. They serve together."
Molly straightened her back unconsciously and glanced at Percy who was about to go upstairs.
My son is not bad at all!
When he spotted two sneaky figures sneaking out of the house with his peripheral vision, his body that was originally full of momentum collapsed instantly.
Oh, if only Fred and George were as competitive as their brothers.
Janice folded her hands and shook them, and her originally stern face softened a lot.
"The person who came up just now is my third son Percy. He also became a prefect like his elder brother. He also obtained twelve subjects, that is, all OWLs certificates."
As if she wanted to regain the confidence that had been missed by the twins, Molly turned to introduce her favorite son to her Muggle friends.
After understanding what OWLs are, Janice also talked about Hermione's excellent results in school.
Soon, the two mothers started running fast on the road to show off their children.
Of course, no matter how fast you run, you won't be as fast as driving.
Especially cars flying in the sky.
While the two ladies were chatting, Arthur and the two were already flying into the sky in the invisible old Ford.
"Well, I spent a lot of energy on it."
Arthur patted Anglia's steering wheel and smiled at his friend beside him.
Yes, Mr. Granger's status in this Muggle fan's heart has been upgraded again.
"Awesome, I never thought the wizard's car could fly!"
After experiencing the initial nervousness, Hubert soon fell in love with the feeling of flying freely.
Fear?
Find out about mountain biking and hang gliding.
I am also a sports expert.
When I found myself flying in the sky, I was even more excited.
He, Hubert, is a man who is full of extremes to seek death (crossed out)...challenge!
As a high-income earner, the reason why we have not saved much over the years is precisely because of the common hobbies of the couple.
However, after their daughter was born, they restrained themselves a lot and changed their vacation and leisure time from death to entertainment.
And today he found the long-lost excitement again.
I don’t know how much a car like this costs, but if possible I could get my daughter to come forward and buy one.
Mr. Granger had already started to ask about the price and the place of sale. Arthur, who was a little dazed by his friend's excited expression, finally reacted.
"Uh, haha, this may be the first flying car in the wizarding world."
Arthur waved his hand, "The flying broomstick is the normal means of transportation for wizards. This Anglia was just modified by me out of interest."
"You are a genius, Arthur! This is a great invention."
Hubert touched the dashboard greedily. He really wanted to drive a flying car.
The envious look from his friend made Arthur feel so satisfied that he decided to help him realize his wish.
"Well, to be honest, modifying Muggle items is not in line with the rules of the Ministry of Magic..."
As he spoke, Arthur glanced back guiltily and made sure his wife was not in the car before continuing: "I can't help you with the modification for the time being, but do you want to give it a try?"
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Ginny stared at the flowers in Aini's hands, feeling delighted.
Is this his future transfiguration professor?
It’s so awesome!
At this time, more than two hours had passed since lunch, and the two ladies had already entered the restaurant to study the evening menu.
Regardless of whether they are wizards or Muggles, as long as they are both women, both parties who want to make friends will definitely find endless topics to talk about.
And Ani, who was staying with Hermione, was completely in the zone and started teaching mode.
Unlike her sixth brother, Ginny is very talented in magic.
In the original track, Professor Slughorn invited her to join his private club.
You know, this professor is known for liking to associate with powerful people or extremely talented people.
But Ginny's family has always been characterized by poverty.
Even though girls prefer Quidditch to studying hard.
But her extraordinary talent allows the girl to remember more knowledge than Ron does now...
Therefore, when I saw Aini performing demonstration teaching, I was attracted unconsciously.
Although she didn't understand much, Aini's application of transformation techniques still opened her eyes.
At this time, the boy held three roses in his hand. One of them was ordinary, just like a commercial product that can be seen everywhere. Even if it was in full bloom, it could not attract much attention.
The one in the middle is burning like fire, making people feel that it is blooming with all its strength. It may wither in the next second, but now it is the moment of youthfulness that invades your heart.
The one on the right is soft but not charming, as if it had just been showered with a gentle light rain. Turning around and picking up a handful of the returned spring breeze, I couldn't bear to smell its fragrance or put a finger on it.
"People have emotions, and so do magic spells."
Ani handed the three flowers to Hermione. In Ginny's disappointed eyes, he twisted a piece of hair, transformed it into a rose, and handed it to her.
"When you use magic, the emotions of the caster will also be transmitted. The impact of the spell depends on your understanding of magic and the strength of your belief."
Many black magics use negative emotions as fuel, and positive emotions are also the amplifiers of some magics.
