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Considering the convenience of carrying, Elwyn did not buy too many things, but he placed a lot of orders until all the gold coins in his pocket were spent. These things would be sent to Hogwarts in batches by the owls when school started. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net w
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By the time they returned to the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron, it was almost evening.
After saying goodbye to his parents, Elwyn, Harry, and the Shusley family used Floo powder to go back to the Burrow, while the Mason couple and the Granger family were going back to the street where Muggle lived in the city. It could be seen that Mr. Weasley very much wanted to follow them out to see what the bus station looked like, but seeing Lady Weasley's expression, he had to give up the idea.
Because it was the first time that he used Floo powder, Elwyn choked on the ashes, and after a moment of dizziness, he arrived at the Burrow. Harry was in front of him, and when Elwyn saw his face, he knew that Harry felt the same way he did, that he did not feel well.
Climbing out of the fireplace, Elwyn looked around curiously.
It was the first time that he came to a wizard's house. The kitchen was small and quite crowded, with a clean wooden table and a few chairs in the middle. The clock on the wall opposite had only one hand, and there was no number. On the face of the clock, there were words like "Make tea", "Feed the chickens", and "You're late".
Next to the fireplace was a large mirror.
As soon as Elwyn walked past it, the mirror suddenly shouted, "Tuck your shirt into your trousers, you're sloppy!"
Above the mirror was a bookshelf with three layers of books, including "Magic Your Cheese", "The Magic of Baking Bread", "Conjuring a Table of Banquets", and so on. They were all magic books for housework. Not far away, by the sink, there was an old radio. [Love ↑ Go ↑ Small ↓ Say ★ Net wwW.AiQuXs.cOM]
"Alright, children, go back to your room and put away your new purchases." Lady Weasley walked out of the fireplace and looked at Fred and George. "Especially the two of you. Don't come and make trouble when I'm preparing dinner."
"Got it, Mom!" Fred said. "We'll stay in our room quietly."
"It doesn't make a sound, just like a house elf." George said.
Giggling, the twins ran out of the kitchen. Behind them, Percy and Ginny followed with their own things.
"Come on, I'll show you my bedroom." Seeing that Harry and Elwyn were still standing there, Ron pushed them.
The three of them passed through the narrow passageway and arrived in front of an uneven ladder.
The stairs twisted and turned, and at the landing of the second floor, there was a half-open door. Percy was sitting at his desk, writing a letter with a newly bought quill. Not far from him was a very beautiful brown owl.
"That's the new owl that Mom and Dad bought for Percy after he became the Minister of Magic." Ron said, "But he refused to lend it to me. In fact, he was very strange this summer. He always locked himself in his room and sent a lot of letters."
"There's nothing strange about that. Your brother has a new girlfriend."
"Oh, my God!" Hearing Elwyn's words, Ron looked surprised and said incoherently, "But that's Percy. Who would like him? I mean, of course, he's ambitious. He's already planned to become the Minister of the Ministry of Magic. But I have to tell this to Fred and George and see what they say."
"Don't get too excited. This is just my guess." Elwyn was a little speechless at Ron's slow reaction.
When the three of them climbed to the third floor, Elwyn just caught a glimpse of a pair of bright brown eyes staring at them, and then the door closed with a click.
"It's Ginny!" Ron said, "It's incredible. You don't know that she never closes the door!"
"Obviously, your sister is a little shy when she sees Harry."
Elwyn looked at the door and thought about how to get Tom Liddell's diary from Ginny.
"Yeah, she's been talking about you all summer." Ron looked at Harry with uncertainty. "Fred said she wants your autograph. Maybe you should give her one."
"Don't be silly, Ron." Elwyn said as they walked, "It's not simple worship. Your sister likes Harry. She wants to be his girlfriend."
"Elwyn!"
Ron looked scared, and Harry was also very unnatural. His face was as red as a ripe apple, and he pretended not to hear the conversation between Elwyn and Ron.
"Ugh, I'm just talking nonsense." Elwyn covered his forehead with his hand. These two guys were so slow. They were really pure boys. No wonder they almost couldn't find a dance partner at the fourth grade Christmas party.
They climbed another floor and stood outside the twins' room. The door was closed, and it was really quiet inside. There was no sound at all. They had no idea what they were doing.
When the three of them climbed to the top floor, they came to a door with peeling paint. There was a small sign on the door that said, "Ron's Room."
Elwyn and Harry walked in, and the slanted ceiling almost touched their heads.
It was like walking into a big furnace. Everything in Ron's room looked a dazzling orange: the bedspread, the walls, and even the ceiling.
Then Elwyn found that Ron had stuck posters on almost every inch of the old wallpaper. All the posters showed the same seven witches and wizards, wearing bright orange robes, carrying brooms, and waving their hands in excitement.
"Your Quidditch team?" Harry asked.
"The Chadri Artillery Team, ranked ninth in the club!"
Ron pointed to the orange bedspread. There were two large letters C printed on it, and a flying cannonball.
The conversation between the two continued to stay on Quidditch. Elwyn curiously looked at the fat gray-haired mouse, Spotty, who was sleeping in the corner of the room.
Ignoring Elwyn's gaze, Spotty continued to snore.
Elwyn carefully observed it for a while, but did not find anything different. If he did not know that it was an Animagus, he would really think that Spotty was a little mouse that had lost its fur, was missing a toe, and slept listlessly all day.
"Clang, clang!" The sound of pipes being knocked suddenly came from above, startling Elwyn.
"Don't worry, it's the ghoul in the attic. It always knocks on the pipes and grunts," Ron explained. "I want to drive it away, but Dad won't let me. He thinks it's very interesting."
Just as Ron said, life in the Shack was very interesting.
For the next month or so, Elwyn and Harry followed Fred, George, and Ron to the backyard to clean up the gnomes. From time to time, they would go to the back of the mountain to ride broomsticks and practice Quidditch.
At night, Harry and Ron were busy finishing their summer homework. Elwyn was used to asking Percy for some knowledge. Percy was excellent in almost every subject, especially in the history of magic and spells, where he had unique insights.
As for Fred and George, Elwyn found a chance to chat with them and found that the twins' inventions were still in the early stages. He gave a few suggestions according to his memory, and they locked themselves in their room to study at night, making all kinds of noises from time to time.
After a month, Harry, Elwyn, and the Weasley family became very familiar with each other.
Lady Weasley patched their socks and forced them to eat more than four times every meal. Mr. Weasley kept asking them about the Muggle's life.
Except for Ginny, the others quickly adapted to Harry and Elwyn's life in their family. To be precise, it seemed that whenever Harry was around, Ginny would always be nervous and knock something over. But when she was alone with Elwyn, she behaved normally.
Because they were the same age, Elwyn and Ginny got along very well. But until the last day of the summer vacation, Elwyn still did not get Tom Liddell's diary from Ginny.
Elwyn hinted a few times, but Ginny did not respond.
He could not explain it clearly, nor could he really go to Ginny's room to look for it. Elwyn was not even sure if she had found the diary, or if she had already found it and did not tell him.
But he was not in a hurry. There was still time. The worst outcome was that according to the plot, poor Ginny might suffer a little.
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