The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. On a summer night, everyone was cooling off in the quaint and lively courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze of the summer night. They chatted and laughed, feeling comfortable and cozy.
At that moment, two stars seemed to be falling straight towards the courtyard from afar. It was only when it got closer that everyone saw that it was a flying green sedan! The two bright stars were the car's headlights.
"Get out of the way!" A youth's shout came from the car. Allen picked up Emily and ran far away to ensure Emily's safety. The car fell to the ground with a bang, making a screeching sound of brakes. It skidded far away and stopped right before it hit a cherry tree in the courtyard. Three red-haired youths got out of the car.
The loud noise startled Lunn who was writing a report in his room. He opened the window and was shocked to see a car suddenly appear in his courtyard. He threw away the report in his hand and ran downstairs, wanting to see what was going on.
"We're sorry, sir. We've made a mess of your courtyard!" Ron and the twins came forward. It was rare for George to feel embarrassed, so he politely apologized to Mr. Harris.
"It's alright, children. What I want to know is, does Arthur know that you came here like this?" Mr. Harris recognized the three Weasley brothers, whom he had met at Diagon Alley.
"Dad doesn't know that we stole his car. Please keep it a secret for us," Ron pleaded.
"Why don't we sit down first?" Mrs. Harris smiled gently, the same as Allen's. She was trying her best to fulfill the duties of a hostess, even if these uninvited guests were still youths.
"Restore it to its original state." "Clean it up." Mrs. Harris skillfully cast her magic. Other than the car, everything in the courtyard was restored to its original state. Daisy brought out many delicious refreshments from the kitchen to entertain Ron and the twins.
"What's going on?" Ron asked Harry. "Why didn't you reply to my letters? I invited you twelve times, then dad came back and said you used magic in front of Muggle and was warned … "
"It wasn't me? How did he know? "Harry asked in surprise.
"He works for the Ministry," Ron said. "You know we can't use magic outside of school?"
"You make it sound so good," Harry said, staring at the flying car.
"Oh, that's nothing," Ron said. "We're just borrowing it. This is dad's car. We didn't cast any spells on it. But you used magic in front of Muggle, who lives with you … "
Harry wanted to repeat his unlucky experience, but he was interrupted by Fred. "Harry, we're here to take you to the Burrow. We didn't see you at the Dursleys' house, but we happened to meet Hedwig, who was delivering a letter to us, so we came here directly. If we don't leave soon...... "
What a simple teenager. Allen didn't think Mr. Harris would keep it a secret for them. On the contrary, Mr. Harris was very curious about the flying car! They circled the car, looking left and right.
"Does it perform well?" Mr. Harris asked with interest.
"Yes, it's very good!" George Weasley said proudly.
Harry was in a difficult position. Allen had rescued him from his predicament, while Ron and the others had taken the risk to come and pick him up. He really didn't know what to do.
"Harry, it's not easy for Ron and the others to come and pick you up. You've never been to his house. Why don't you go to Ron's house for a holiday first? You can come to my place later." Allen was considerate. He saw Harry's hesitation and didn't want to put him in a difficult position.
"Okay, Allen. Thank you." Harry looked at Allen gratefully. Ron and his brothers were also very happy. After all, they had come so far. They didn't want to make a wasted trip.
Allen helped Harry move the box down. Fortunately, everything was still in the box and hadn't been taken out. It saved time.
"Why don't I go with you?" Mr. Harris was eager to try. He looked like a naughty child who had gotten a favorite toy.
Ron and the Weasley brothers looked at each other. "Okay, but please keep it a secret for us."
"No problem. Darling, I'll take them home. I'll be back soon. "Mr. Harris sat in the driver's seat and said to Mrs. Harris.
Mrs. Harris couldn't say anything. She nodded in agreement and stuffed snacks and drinks into the children's arms.
The car's motor roared. Stepping on the clear light, it flew towards the moon.
After a busy day, Allen stretched and helped Mrs. Harris tidy up the tea tray. He then told a sweet story to the sweet little girl Emily before returning to his room to rest. No matter what happened to Harry and the rest, he did what a friend should do.
Before going to sleep, Allen thought that if magic cars could openly appear in the Muggle world, then the housing prices in his previous life wouldn't have risen so ridiculously. Everyone could freely choose where to live according to their own preferences. They didn't have to consider the distance or whether there would be traffic jams.
On Mr. Harris' side, when a faint red glow appeared on the eastern horizon, they finally arrived at their destination.
Mr. Harris lowered the car a little. Harry saw a dark pattern of fields and clusters of trees.
"We're a little outside the village," George said. "We can land now!"
The car flew lower and lower. A red sun was already peeking out from the trees. "Land!" Fred shouted. The car shook slightly and touched the ground. They landed next to a dilapidated garage, surrounded by a small yard. The Burrow — here!
Mr. Harris had his fill. He jumped out of the car, said goodbye to the children, and instantly disappeared from the yard into the morning mist.
After that, Allen's life was uneventful. Receiving the Level Three Medal of the Sir Merlin Society didn't seem to have changed Allen's life. He still worked and rested regularly, exercised, studied magic books, explained all kinds of knowledge to Emily, and played with her. His days were full and happy.
About a week later, on a bright morning, Allen received a letter from the Hogwarts. It was a yellow parchment envelope with green words. The letter also listed a list of new books that he would be reading this year.
The second-year students were to read: Standard Incantations, Level Two, Miranda Goggles. Gorshak. Breaking Away with the Ghost Girl. Gideon? Lockhart. Travels with Ghouls. Gideon Harlow. Lockhart. On Holiday with the Hag. Gideon Harlow. Lockhart. Walking with Trolls. Gideon, Gideon. Traveling in a Boat with the Vampires, Gideon Harlow. Lockhart. Wandering with a Werewolf. Gideon Harlow. A Year with the Tibetan Snowman, by Lionel Lockhart, Gideon. Gideon Harlow.
Allen couldn't help but look at the row of small bookshelves beside the sofa, where all the books on the list were neatly arranged. Mrs. Harris and Daisy were Gideon Harlow. They were big fans of Gideon Harlow.
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