Yes, today was the 31st of July.
It was Harry's twelfth birthday, but it seemed that even Harry himself had forgotten about it.
Not to mention Snape. Well, holiday life was supposed to be a holiday where one could even forget the day of the week!
Snape handed the potion to Harry to treat the scratches of the little Rubby Beast.
While he listened to Mr. Weisles's chatter with a dark face.
"… So, Severus.
Molly and I want to take Harry to the Burrow to spend the rest of his holiday, "Mr. Weisles finished his last sentence.
Then, he looked at Snape with an inquiring look.
The Potions Professor glanced at Harry coldly.
Then, he sneered and said, "You shouldn't ask for my opinion, but the Savior's guardian's opinion."
Arthur Weisles touched his nose and looked at Harry helplessly. Harry quickly raised a hand and said, "Uh … I think my aunt and I will see my aunt.
Auntie and the others will probably see the letter when they get home... and I think they'll be happy to kick me out. "
"Oh, boy!"
my
Mr. Weisles patted Harry on the shoulder. "Harry,
Molly and I are very happy that you can come to the Burrow for the whole summer vacation! "
"I'm very happy too!" Harry first happily pulled his good friend Ron up, and then he reacted.
He looked at Snape's back awkwardly.
"That … Professor,
I mean … I'm also very happy to help you take care of little Pikachu … "
Snape glanced at Harry indifferently and said, "It's a little Rubby Beast."
"… I named it Pikachu."
Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the two, Mr. Weisles quickly tried to smooth things over. "Severus, we haven't had a drink for a long time. How about today …"
Snape walked in the direction of the laboratory with the cage containing the little Rubby Beast and coldly refused, "I have a lot of things to do than celebrate Potter's birthday."
Ron gently pulled Harry's sleeve and whispered, "Is this what you mean by 'get along well'?"
Harry silently held his forehead.
Seeing Snape's unfriendly face, the good-tempered Mr. Weisles did not insist on inviting him. He simply said goodbye to Snape, then took out a bag of Floo powder and said to the children, "Okay, boys, let's go home! Fred and George go first … Harry, do you know how to use floo? " Seeing Harry nod, Mr. Weisles handed the Floo powder to Harry and reminded him, "Remember, the destination is the Burrow!"
Harry took a deep breath and glanced at Snape who was standing next to him. "Thank you for taking care of me these days, Professor Snape." Then he walked into the fireplace, threw down the Floo powder, and shouted, "The Burrow!"
In the days that followed, or rather in the past, everyone in the magic world thought that the Burrow was the real home of Potter the Savior. After all, he had lived here for so many days, and his best friend was Weisles. There were also some emotional people who thought that although the Weisles' family was poor, they were a model, warm, loving, and complete magic family — which was exactly what the Savior needed.
A model, warm, loving, and complete magic family.
The moment Harry fell out of the fireplace, he smelled the familiar smell: the delicious pie baked by Molly, the energetic sweat of the boys, the old wooden furniture, the rusty iron farming tools piled up at the foot of the wall … The crooked Burrow was filled with the smell of Weisles and Weisles.
Molly, who had been waiting for a long time, put down the dishes in her hand and rushed to Harry, hugging the boy tightly in her arms. "Oh! Harry, dear, my poor boy — happy birthday! Come and see your birthday cake! "
Harry was pulled to the table by Molly with a silly smile. He saw a big round cake in the middle of the table, smeared with a thick layer of chocolate cream, with the words "Happy!" written on it.
Birthday, Harry! "Obviously, it was Molly's handiwork.
Molly wiped her hands on her apron and smiled at Harry. "Ron and the others said not to have too much cream, but how can it be called a birthday cake without cream?"
"I like it very much … Thank you, Mrs. Weisles!" Harry remembered the birthday cake that Haig gave him last year, smiled, and sincerely thanked Molly.
Sure enough, Molly pretended to be angry and rubbed Harry's head. "Call me Molly!"
Harry also played along and grinned. "Okay — Molly! Thank you! Molly! "
Then Molly laughed, drove the boys away from the table, and put away the cake. "It's not lunchtime yet. Go to the yard and exercise — George, Fred! Don't play with brooms! Arthur, don't go to the backyard. It's not time for you to get off work yet. Go back to the Ministry of Magic! "
The twins waved their father goodbye with tears in their eyes, and then complained to Harry. "Mom is really … She's talking as if we want the Sweeps series so much." Ever since Junior Malfoy's accident in the flying class, Senior Malfoy had replaced the brooms of the Quidditch team with the latest Nimbus 2000. After the twins got used to the Nimbus's performance, they were very resentful of the brooms when they went home.
Harry knew that the twins made a lot of money by selling pranks in school, so they should be able to buy two better brooms. However, judging from the twins' expressions, they did not seem to have that intention. They probably used the money they earned to subsidize their family or to invest in the next round of experiments, so he did not suggest it to them. Instead, he asked Ron, "Where's your sister?"
"What???" Ron was shocked, and then he understood. He made a helpless expression. "You mean Ginny … I don't know. Maybe she went out to play … Ah!"
Before Ron could finish his sentence, a wild fruit fell from the sky and hit him. Then, Harry heard the girl's loud laughter. He looked up and saw a long red hair hanging upside down from a tree branch in the backyard of Weisles' house. The girl's laughter could be heard above the fluttering red hair.
"Wow, Jenny!" The twins exclaimed in unison, "I knew it!"
Ron, who was hurt by the wild fruit, looked up at the girl and shouted, "Ginny, you're climbing the tree again!"
Ginny, who was hanging upside down, laughed nonchalantly and said, "So, don't tell me. Tell Mom!"
Ron did not care to complain, but he had another trump card today. He pulled Harry over and shouted at Ginny, "I won't tell Mom. I'll only tell Harry Potter that the red-haired girl on the tree is my sister Ginevra Weisles."
"What?" Harry was stunned.
Ginny's reaction was even bigger. She swayed more and more, and her voice trembled. "Ha … Ha … Ha … Harry Potter? Which Harry Potter? That Harry Potter? "
Seeing Ginny getting more and more agitated, Harry was worried. "Ron, is your sister going to fall?"
At this time, another voice came from the tree. "Ginny, you're going to fall."
"Huh? Ahhhh — "
Harry was shocked by Ginny's scream. The twins, who were used to it, skillfully caught their little sister under the tree. Ginny also jumped down from Fred and jumped in front of Harry. She stared at the boy with a fanatical expression and said, "You're Harry Potter? That Harry Potter! Oh, your scar is so cool! I'm your fan, Ginny Weisles! These are my idiot brothers! Can you give me an autograph? Oh, no, I don't have a pen and paper here! Then can I touch you for a bit? Just a little! "
Harry was forced to retreat by his own fans. He had to change the topic. "Oh … Oh … That's Luna Lovegood?"
The girl with light blonde hair slowly climbing down the tree was Luna.
Ginny looked back and trotted to Luna. She proudly introduced her to Harry. "This is my best friend, Luna."
"Ah, ah, I know." Harry didn't know what to say. "I know her. Luna, Luna Lovegood."
Luna smiled faintly and waved at Harry absentmindedly. "Thank you for the candy."
Harry realized that Luna was thanking him for giving her a piece of candy in Diagon Alley a year ago.
During lunch, Harry found out that Luna had been living in the Burrow for half a month. The reason was that Harry didn't want to think about — Kamia was pregnant, and Lovegood Sr. had been nervously guarding her bed, not daring to leave.
Harry was eating the cream on the cake when he heard this. He almost choked to death. It was one thing to know that Kamia had been married for many years and was pregnant, but it was another thing to hear it from someone else … Harry thought as he drank his water. Moreover, she was pregnant with Voldemort.
Molly seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lovegood Sr.. "If you ask me, if I leave Luna there, it won't be Xenophilius taking care of her, but she will be the one taking care of Xenophilius! Fortunately, Kamia is a sensible person. She asked me to bring Luna here until she gives birth. "
Harry glanced at Luna and found that she was whispering something to Ginny. She smiled from time to time and did not have any special reaction to the Xenophilius and Kamia being discussed. So … Harry took the initiative to ask, "Molly, is Professor Kamia okay?" It was reasonable for a student to care about a professor.
As Lovegood's warm-hearted neighbor, Molly had been visiting Kamia for the past few months. She was very familiar with Kamia's situation. "She looks okay, but it's her first time. She seems a little nervous. Alas, they don't have a female elder to take care of her. Fortunately, Xenophilius is very attentive … "
Mr. Weasley, who was listening at the side, interrupted, "Isn't it because of Pandora back then …"
Molly nervously interrupted her husband and forcefully changed the topic. "Harry, don't just eat the cake. Try the Weisles -flavored pie!"
Harry looked at the pie on the plate in front of him and thanked her. He also noticed that Molly glanced at Luna cautiously.
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