Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

Bill's delay in returning made the twins a little worried. At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the shadows of three people flashed outside the door of the Burrow.

"You're back!" The twins, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward, "Is the matter resolved?"

Seeing the strange and tangled look on Mr. Weasley's face, the twins suddenly felt a little unsure.

"Or was there an accident?"

They looked at Bill for a definite answer.

"Things are complicated and difficult to explain."

Mr. Weasley exhaled and took the lead to move forward.

"Come in, everyone, we are going to have a family meeting."

"It's not as bad as you think." Bill shook his head slightly, patted the twins on the shoulders and walked into the house.

"I hope what Bill said is right, Ron." Fred looked at Ron who didn't seem to have gotten over the shock.

"I hope you can remember the lesson this time." George shook his head slightly and followed Fred's footsteps back into the house.

Mrs. Weasley, who was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, turned her head in surprise when she heard the sound of the door opening, "Why did you get off work so early today, Arthur?"

"Some unexpected circumstances occurred and I was given a week's leave so that I could have time to..."

"The Ministry of Magic will not take a holiday for no reason, Arthur." Mrs. Weasley wiped her hands on her apron and walked out of the kitchen. She looked at her husband with serious eyes, "If anything happens, we can work together. I bear it, but I desperately hope nothing happens.”

"Of course, of course," Mr. Wesley said quickly, "It's just some unexpected circumstances. My department needs to modify some terms and make some minor changes."

"Don't tell me you were fired?" Mrs. Westley, whose face suddenly turned pale, hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Don't scare me."

"How is that possible? Maybe this is a good thing."

Mr. Weasley, whose eyes were wandering, saw several people playing Monopoly on one side of the living room.

"Welcome to the Burrow."

Mr. Weasley strode towards where Harry, Hermione, and Draco were, "I hope you are not disappointed here."

"How could it be? This is the most wonderful home I have ever seen. Thank you very much for letting us come." Harry said quickly. Although the Burrow was not as gorgeous as Hogwarts, it was full of warmth that he had rarely experienced. feeling.

"Besides, Madam's meals and snacks are very good. I've never had enough to eat like today." Draco touched his still bulging belly and smiled sheepishly.

"As long as you like it." Mr. Wesley said cheerfully, and then waved to Bill, "Bill, take them to familiarize themselves with the room, see which room they like, and put away the gifts by the way."

"Okay dad." Bill nodded and led the three of them through a newly opened side door and into the newly built house.

"Let's have a short meeting."

Mr. Weasley waved to Mrs. Weasley and the children. He put away the chessboard on the coffee table in the living room, and then sat opposite Mrs. Weasley.

"Relax, Molly, it's not a big deal and it's been taken care of."

"When I go back to work next week, I should be promoted. This is a good thing."

"Are you sure you're not joking, Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley crossed her arms and glanced at everyone with sharp eyes.

"Why did Ron come back with you? I thought he locked himself in his room and had a tantrum."

"Tell me what happened."

The majestic Mrs. Weasley took the initiative as soon as she opened her mouth. This is normal in the family and everyone is used to it.

"Didn't I agree with Bill and Charlie to drive out in that car before?" Mr. Weasley rubbed his hands nervously, "As long as Muggles don't see it, there won't be any problem."

Mr. Weasley, who was stared at by Mrs. Weasley's death gaze, seemed to have some sweat on his forehead. He wiped it with his sleeve. This matter could only be hidden for a while. Mrs. Weasley would know about it sooner or later.

"Ron secretly went to Diagon Alley and drove away. Perhaps because he was too nervous, although he turned on the stealth function, the engine exploded halfway. It was the rumbling engine inside the front cover of the car... .”

The originally urgent and fast words were defeated by Mr. Westley's procrastination in describing the engine. Before he could finish his lengthy words, the sound of "Bang!" was accompanied by a violent shaking of the coffee table.

"Ronald! Come on Wes!"

Although Mrs. Weasley's appearance did not change much after she instantly entered the super combat form, her rising momentum made people feel the suffocation and depression of an approaching storm.

Ron, who had been shouted out by Mrs. Weasley's full name in anger, shrank and stuffed himself into the corner of the sofa. His eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were trembling but he could not utter any syllables.

"Wait, wait! Molly!"

Mr. Weiss, who quickly stood up and grabbed his wife, knew that something like this would happen. The last time she wrote a yelling letter to Ron, Molly didn't seem to be as angry as this time.

Mrs. Weasley, who took several deep breaths, finally calmed down a little under her husband's persuasion. She said with a sullen face: "I just hope nothing really happened."

"The engine exploded, what next?"

"Then...then the car fell from the sky. Fortunately, Ron was not very high, because he didn't release the handbrake, so he couldn't increase the speed or height."

Mr. Weasley sighed with a trace of happiness on his face.

"A Muggle house was smashed through the roof. Sixteen witnesses saw the car. A family having lunch in the living room was injured by a falling chandelier. Fortunately, they were all superficial injuries. We are working on them. After treatment and modification of the memory restoration house, nothing will happen to them."