Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"Don't look at me like that, Ron." Ron stared at me, feeling embarrassed, "It's easy."

"And feet," Ron added.

"What are you talking about?" George didn't understand the meaning of their conversation.

"Nothing. George, since you can't use magic, you have notes or something, notes on making prank toys." Carney said.

"Yes, let's look for it." The Weasley brothers began to rummage through the boxes.

"I found it. I almost thought I lost it. After all, we all remembered it in our minds." George took out a green leather notebook with a corner of the page, and it was marked on it; George and Fred's notebook.

"It's done! It takes a lot of time to make the pendant. I'll give it to you as soon as it's done. I'll also give you the notebook after I've studied it thoroughly." Carney flipped through the notebook. The handwriting wasn't too illegible, but there were some things he The content that I don't know looks like the content of a senior textbook.

"Aha, I gave it to you. Anyway, we have already remembered it in our minds. If you have any questions, just come to us." The notebook is of little use to them. The contents in it have been deeply memorized by them after their personal experience in making it. , and the entire book is full and can no longer be used.

"good."

Then we went to Ron's room on the fifth floor. This room was really small. The ceiling was not far from your head and you could hit it if you jumped.

"As expected, it's all Quidditch." The walls of Ron's room were covered with photos of the Quidditch team, and Carney had some impression of them. After all, Ron talked about them almost every day, along with Harry.

"How's the room? It's not as big as yours." Ron said sheepishly. Carney's house was much bigger than his, with a living room as big as their first floor.

"It's a clear view, but my house is not as tall as yours." Carney commented, "Why don't you build a new house next to it? It's so empty around here..." He stopped after he started talking. The conditions of the Weasley family are not very good. Almost everything Ron uses is old.

"Perhaps you can look through it to see if there is any building magic, and then build a cabin by yourself." Carney said.

"Sounds good. I think my main things for next semester have been decided." This is a very good suggestion from Ron. By then, their family will be able to live in a big house they built by themselves. They can live in whatever room they want. OK.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!" There was a knocking sound from upstairs, and every blow was sonorous and powerful.

"Ghoul!"

"How do you know, I haven't told you yet? The attic is above, and the ghoul lives up there. He knocks on the pipes when nothing happens. I'm used to it." Ron said embarrassedly.

"Of course I predicted it. By the way, when are we going to clean up the goblins? I'm more interested in throwing that one."

"I kind of believe you. The goblins just cleaned up a few days ago. They have come back one after another in the past few days. When Harry comes, we will be together." Ron said with a smile. The goblins were indeed one of the few among them. entertainment projects...

In this way, Carney spent the whole afternoon in Ron's room, playing some wizard games, such as wizard cards and wizard chess.

At dinner, Carney met Mr. Weasley, a tall and thin man wearing glasses, with red hair like his children, with signs of balding. He looked weathered, and he was a man with a story.

Indeed, there are indeed many stories from one of the twenty-eight nobles to what he is now.

"Hello, Mr. Weasley, I'm Carney." Carney greeted him first.

"Hello, I already know. It doesn't matter how long you stay. I hope you can get used to it." Mr. Weasley said humorously, "I heard that your use of magic cannot be detected by the Department of Misuse of Magic? Then you should be able to spend your time here. Perfect holiday.”

"Can I see your wand?" said Mr. Weasley. "I don't think it's a problem with the Ministry of Magic."

"Of course." Carney handed over the wand.

Mr. Weasley took the wand and began to inspect it, waving the wand like a conductor at a music concert. Everyone looked at him with regret.

"Knox! Lumos! Clean up!" It wasn't until he recited the spell for the second time that he understood what he was doing.

"I wonder if your wand is broken. I can't use it to do magic." Mr. Weasley gave the wand back to Carney, took out his own wand, and a small ball of light lit up, which was an illuminating spell.

"Yingardium Leviosa." Carney took his wand and skillfully used the levitating spell to levitate the cup on the table. "Maybe."

"That's strange, you can't use this wand." Mr. Weasley frowned, "Dear, you try."

Mrs. Weasley took the wand from Carney and waved it.

"It's useless, I can't use it, the magic can't be channeled in," said Mrs. Weasley. "This is a bit like..."

Mrs. Weasley stopped talking, looking at her expression as if she had almost revealed some big secret.

"Ask Principal Dumbledore when you get to school. Maybe he will know." Mr. Weasley suggested.

"Maybe!" Carney knew what Mrs. Weasley was talking about, the Elder Wand. It can only be used if its owner is dead, and the person who killed its original owner.

The Elder Wand is now in the hands of Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard, so Mr. Weasley suggested that he go to Headmaster Dumbledore.

After dinner.

"I haven't received a letter from the Department of Prohibition on the Abuse of Magic. It seems Carney you can do whatever you want." Ron said happily, while George and Fred also winked at Carney.

"No, you are not allowed to give them the wand to try!" Mrs. Weasley always knew what the Weasley twins were thinking whenever they made any move.

"Okay, no problem." Carney shrugged at George Fred.

"Boys, come here!" Mr. Weasley called to the twins as he came back from the garage.

They exchanged a look, and it seemed that the car had been spotted driving out, and Carney and Ron followed.

"Did you drive the car in the garage?" Mr. Weasley whispered, he didn't want Mrs. Weasley to find out.

"Going for a ride, hahahaha." Fred rubbed the back of his head and laughed.

Mr. Weasley stared at him without saying a word.

"Okay, we're going to pick up Carney," George said, "but don't tell mom."

"I see, it's so dangerous, no one saw it, right?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"We took off where no one was."

"We started camouflage!"

"Absolutely no one found out!"

"My mother didn't notice it when I came back."

George and Fred each said one sentence at a time.

"Next time, you can't drive out secretly. What do you think of this car?" Mr. Weasley felt relieved after hearing this and asked them with a smile.

"It's great, but we have to drive it out tomorrow," Carney said.

"We're going to pick up Harry. Tomorrow is his birthday." Ron said.

"Hmm~ Okay, I won't do this next time. For the last time, don't get discovered, especially your mother." Mr. Weasley thought for a while, but agreed. "I have to go home early tomorrow and bring a big cake with me!"

"Yeah!" Fred said happily, he would be the one driving next time.

"Why don't you go wash up and go to bed? What are you secretly whispering about?" Mrs. Weasley came out of the kitchen.

"Nothing, we'll go right away..."