Harry Potter and Shafik

Chapter 53 The Burrow
Harry finally met old Mrs Shafik.Harry saw a pair of green eyes like his mother's.The old lady is 75 years old this year. After a brief introduction, Hilbert exited the room.

"You really look like your father James, only your eyes are like your mother Lily."

"Old lady, who are you to me?"

"Well, I'm your father's aunt. Your aunt. Harry, I wanted to raise you back then, but Dumbledore thought it might be better for you to stay at your aunt's house. You have suffered all these years."

Harry didn't speak for a long time.Harry's eyes filled with tears and welled up.Mrs. Shafik quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe away his tears, and the two remaining Potters hugged each other tightly...

The next day, Harry and Hilbert arrived at the Burrow - the Weasleys' house - via Floo powder.

Harry looked around and saw Ron and George sitting at the well-scrubbed wooden table, and beside them were two red-haired men Harry hadn't seen before, but he knew right away that they must be Wee. The two oldest of the Sly brothers: Bill and Charlie.

"How are you, Harry?" The closest of the two brothers grinned and held out a large hand.Harry shook it, feeling calluses and blisters under his fingers.This must be Charlie, who studies dragons in Romania.Charlie was about the same size as the twins, shorter, fatter, and stockier than the bean-sprout-sized Percy and Ron.He had a broad, weather-beaten face like a good man, so heavily freckled that it looked almost brown-black.His arms were muscular, and on one arm was a large, shiny scar from a fire burn.

Bill stood up, smiled, and shook Harry's hand too.Bill's appearance was somewhat surprising.Harry knew he worked at Gringotts, the Wizarding Bank, and was Head of the Hogwarts School Boys when he was at school.Harry had always thought Bill was a version of Percy, only a few years older, the same way he made a fuss about breaking the school rules and liked to give orders to everyone around him.When I saw it today, I realized that was not the case. Bill looked - there is no other word to describe it - very "cool".He was tall, with long hair pulled back into a ponytail, and in his ear was an earring with what looked like a small fan hanging from it.Bill's outfit wouldn't look out of place even for a rock concert.But Harry could see that his boots were not cowhide but dragonhide.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley ran over and hugged Harry tightly to greet him.

"Jasmine, I have good news for you." Mr. Weasley ran in excitedly from the door.Following him is Hilbert.

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley. I am Hilbert Shafik. May Merlin wish you good health."

"Oh, so it's Mr. Shafiq. May Merlin bless you too."

"I'm here today to see off Harry, and I have a present for you. Come in, Polly!"

"A house-elf?"

"Yes, that's what my grandmother meant. She thanked you for your concern for Harry. When she learned that you were tired of doing housework, she gave you a Weasley house elf to help you. Polly that's its name." .”

"Polly has met the master. Polly will obey the master's orders unconditionally."

"Oh, this... this gift... is too precious...!"

"Don't refuse."

"Thank you, old lady, for me."

"Also, this is an intermediate seat for the Quidditch World Cup. Your whole family can sit here and watch the World Cup."

"That's great, thank you Director Shafik for me." Mr. Weasley was excited.

"Mom, what's wrong with our original seat?"

"Although it is cheap, we have to bring our own bread and tents. This mid-level ticket can provide us with more hearty meals and spacious tents."

"Ron, come here." Hilbert beckoned to Ron.

"This is the five hundred Galleons that Professor Lingxu asked me to give you. He originally wanted to buy you an owl, but Sirius bought it for you. You should keep the money and buy things."

"Mr. Shafiq, why not stay and have a meal."

"No problem, I've heard that Mrs Weasley bakes the best chocolate cake. I came prepared today."

"Ron, would you like to show Harry where he sleeps?" Mrs. Weasley said from the door.

"He knows where he sleeps," said Ron, "in my room, he slept there last year—"

"By the way, what about Hermione?"

"She will come this afternoon."

"How's your income this year? Fred?" Hilbert joked.

"Very good, boss!" Fred George said pretending to be serious.

"Okay, I'm going to increase the investment!"

"Mr Shafik!" "Mrs Weasley, can you call me Hilbert or Hill?"

"Hilbert, I think the two of them have led you badly."

"Mrs. Weasley, pardon me for being rude. I think Brother Weasley has a lot of brains, so you don't have to worry!"

"Just pay attention to study!"

----lunch time----

"We're eating out in the garden," she said when they were inside. "There's no room for eleven here. Ginny, can you take these plates out? Bill and Charlie are setting the table. You two Take a knife and fork." She told Ron and Harry that Hilbert was chatting with Mr. Weasley about the general direction of this year on the sofa.

"Eat the children!"

Polly handed over the towel.I have to say that Mrs. Weasley's craftsmanship is really good.Here, Hilbert felt the cheerful atmosphere of the family rather than the serious sense of etiquette at home.The kids can totally fight and eat.

In the middle of the table, Mrs. Weasley was arguing with Bill about the earring, which appeared to be recently worn.

". . . and a terribly big tusk on it. Really, Bill, what do the people at the bank say?"

"Mom, the people in the bank don't care what I wear, as long as I get back a lot of money." Bill said patiently.

"Your hair is ugly as hell, dear," said Mrs. Weasley, stroking her wand lovingly. "I wish you'd let me trim it..."

"I like it." Ginny, who was sitting next to Bill, said, "Mom, you're so outdated. Besides, compared with Professor Dumbledore's hair, it's not long at all..."

"How's the job of a spellbreaker, Bill?" Hilbert asked.

"Dangerous but highly paid. You know, those old wizards who cast spells in ancient Egypt were not vegetarians. A little carelessness can be dangerous!"

"Have you considered changing jobs?" Hilbert said while eating roast beef.

"The work is so intense now. How is it possible?"

"My dad just wanted to find an assistant. I don't know..."

"As long as it's not dangerous," Mr. Weasley said hastily.

"It's very safe, just do some auxiliary work for my father, and the treatment is the same as that of the employees of the Law Enforcement Department."

"Well, Bill, think about it!" said Mrs. Weasley.

"Let's talk about it later!"

"Then I'll keep it for you first."

A simple but warm meal passed.

In the afternoon, Hermione came out of the fireplace with big bags and small bags.Several people chatted briefly.Hilbert looked at the time.Get up and decide to leave. "Then we'll see you at the Quidditch World Cup, bye!"

(End of this chapter)