Wizarding Journey from Hogwarts

"Ron!"

Seeing the people outside the window, Harry almost screamed, but fortunately he quickly covered his mouth.

Opening the window gently, "Ron, why are you here?"

But after seeing the situation outside the window clearly, he was even more surprised.

Originally, he thought Ron was standing on the ladder, after all, his room was on the second floor.

But the situation outside was completely different from what he imagined. Ron was leaning out of the back window of a green car to look at him, and the car was suspended in mid-air driven by twins Fred and George.

"How about Harry! This is my dad's car!" Ron said with some pride.

Harry nodded and looked at the car in amazement, "Why are you here?"

"I wrote you twelve letters and wanted to invite you to my house, but you didn't reply!"

"Write a letter?" Harry was stunned. "I didn't receive any letter!"

Ron was also stunned, "How could it be possible? Is the owl lost?"

After thinking about it, Harry knew what the problem was. "It must be my uncle. They don't let me contact the outside world. They confiscated my letters. Hedwig can't fly out, so I can't write to you."

"Okay, let's get out of the window and we'll get you out!"

After hearing Ron's words, Harry immediately got down from the window and stood aside, thinking about how they would save him. The first-year spells seemed to have no way to open the iron bars. He didn't know the magic the twins had learned in the second-year. Ok.

Obviously, George and Fred are not magical encyclopedias like Hermione, they prefer to use some unique methods that suit their style!

Fred threw a rope to Harry "Tie it to the railing."

Immediately afterwards, George kicked the accelerator and the green car soared into the sky with the iron railings attached!

"My things are all locked in the cupboard under the stairs."

The four of them worked together to move all Harry's belongings to the car, but they also woke up the Dursleys.

The car carried the four people and flew into the distance. Looking at the shrinking Privet Drive and the furious Dursley family, Harry happily waved to them, "Goodbye! See you next summer!"

As the car flew rapidly over the London sky, Harry suddenly remembered what happened to the two house elves, and told the three Weasley brothers what they said, hoping to get some clues from them.

"Very suspicious!" "Very interesting!"

After the twins heard this, they thought it was more like a prank, just to prank Harry.

"So, maybe they were sent by you!" After hearing what the two of them said, Harry was very suspicious that this was a prank by the two of them!

"How could it be!" George denied immediately

"What we do won't be so boring," Fred began to argue.

"It must have been arranged by your enemies," the twins said in unison, "Do you have any enemies?"

Harry thought for a while, and it seemed that the only ones who could be considered his enemies were "the Dursleys!"

But it's obviously impossible, after all, none of their family understands magic.

"Malfoy?" Ron suddenly thought that he seemed to be the only one in school who could be regarded as Harry's enemy.

Hearing Ron's words, Harry was stunned for a moment, "He, he's not an enemy!"

And Ron obviously didn't expect Harry's answer like this, and he actually had no objection to it. Although Malfoy was quite annoying, he at least helped them a few times in the last semester.

It can only be said that he is a little envious of Malfoy now, because as the only son of a pure-blood family, everything is brand new, and his things are basically second-hand.

While the four of them were talking and laughing, the first ray of sunshine appeared on the horizon. The car finally reached the end of the trip. A rickety house with at least four floors high appeared in front of Harry.

The three of them helped put Harry's luggage in Ron's room. Harry met all the members of the Weasley family for the first time, except for the eldest brother Bill and the second brother Charlie.

Ron actively took Harry to visit his home, showing off the poster of the Chudley Artillery Team in his room, and in the twins' room, Harry saw some novel things.

The twins' room was on the second floor of the Burrow. The room was filled with all kinds of props, and what intrigued him the most were the various cards that filled the room.

Harry picked up one of the cards from the ground. The corners of the card had been burned, "What card is this?"

Ron didn't know anything about it, except that it was George and Fred's secret, and they spent the entire holiday studying these things in their room.

Because they made a mess in the room and often made explosion sounds, they were often scolded by their mother, but they still did not stop this research.

Harry lived very happily in the next few days. Life in the Burrow was very different from life on Privet Drive.

The Dursleys like everything to be in order, while the Weasleys are full of surprises and surprises.

For example, there are mirrors in the kitchen that like to scream suddenly, ghouls in the attic that don't like silence, and explosions that often come from the twin houses.

The most different thing is that everyone here seems to like me very much!Whether it is Mr. Weasley who likes Muggle things, Mrs. Weasley who is extra gentle to him, or the serious Percy, the twins who like to play pranks, Ginny who blushes when she sees him, and his good friend Ron, Harry liked them too.

On this day, the Burrow became lively again, because there was a letter from the school!

"Harry, this is yours!" Mr. Weasley held one of the yellow envelopes and handed it to Harry. "Obviously, Dumbledore already knows that you are here, and you really can't hide anything from him. "With that said, he handed several other letters to the twins and Ron.

At the same time, in a small village in the north, Gene was beating up Skulachman again.

"These are the men you found!" Gene grabbed the collar of the middle-aged vampire and pointed at the low-level vampires kneeling on the ground outside the house.

Just yesterday, Skulachman sent himself a message saying that he had initially completed the construction of the vampire town.

I came here with a pleasant surprise, and planned to give the middle-aged vampire some reward for completing the task so quickly.

But after entering this town, Gene felt that he had made a mistake after all.

What kind of vampire military camp is this for yourself?This is clearly a big harem!

Dozens of beauties from 40 to [-] years old, covering all skin colors from five continents and countries, gathered here. They really have their own merits in beauty and beauty.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of beautiful eyes, Gene pulled the middle-aged hole sucker into the room and once again exerted the iron fist of love!