Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 348 The Burrow

  The three of them went downstairs and entered the yard, where a few fat brown chickens were pecking.

  The Weasley family's yard is very large. If you count the surrounding land, it is overgrown with weeds and the flower beds have not been taken care of. There is a large green pond next to it, and there are many frogs in it.

  Fred walked to the edge of the flowerbed, bent down and poked inside, and caught a goblin in a moment.

   "Let me go! Let me go!" screamed the goblin, kicking Fred's hand.

   "Can talk!" Albert leaned over and looked at the goblin, feeling that this creature was incredible.

  The goblin is not big, with a big round head that is bald like a potato, and its skin is rough and tough.

"Well, goblins can talk, but they are very stupid. You just need to turn the goblins unconscious, and they won't be able to find the goblin hole." Fred grabbed the goblin's ankle, lifted it upside down, and smiled at Albert Said, "Let's go somewhere else. Don't let Mum see. She doesn't like us playing with those things. She always wants us to go to the Ministry of Magic. You know, it's like a prison."

   Albert couldn't help laughing.

"What are you doing?"

  The three of them were about to change places when Ginny appeared out of nowhere, staring at Fred who was carrying the gnome, and asked curiously.

   "We're going to do an interesting experiment!" George winked at Ginny and said, "Don't tell mom, okay?"

"OK!"

   Ginny nodded vigorously in agreement.

  The four of them changed places. After Fred put the goblin down, George took out a taffy from his pocket, peeled off the wrapping paper, and forced it into the goblin's mouth.

   It was not an easy task, George was bitten by a goblin, and it took him a long time to let the guy eat the candy.

   "You feed goblins taffy?"

  Ginny blinked her beautiful eyes and asked puzzledly.

   "It seems to have failed?" Albert said, "Maybe, you should put two drops of expansion agent directly into its mouth to see if the expansion agent is effective for creatures like goblins."

   "Are you a devil?" Fred couldn't help complaining, but he really did.

   While George was prying the goblin's mouth open, he poured some expander into its mouth.

   "It doesn't seem to work."

   As soon as the words fell, the goblin in front of them suddenly inflated, like a blown balloon.

"It's effective, but it's not obvious." Albert said his guess, "It's probably because the effect of the expansion agent you made is not very good. Of course, it may also be that creatures like goblins have a certain degree of potion. resistance."

   "We messed around all summer," said Fred gloomily, "and here's what we came up with."

   "Make it smart!" Albert asked, "It shouldn't matter if you use magic here!"

   "It doesn't matter, in the wizard's house, the Ministry of Magic can't figure out who is using the magic."

   "It's really enviable, I can't use magic at home." Albert pulled out his wand and waved it, turning the originally inflated goblin back to its original appearance.

   "By the way, how did you develop fat lip seasoning last time?"

   "Who knows!" Albert reassured casually, "Things will not go as smoothly as you imagined, especially for those who engage in these inventions and creations, without sufficient knowledge reserves and patience."

  The twins curled their lips in disdain, someone has created a lot of interesting magic props.

   "Okay, let's not talk about this for now, tell me about the magic world, I'm curious, what is the life of a wizard like?"

Albert looked at the Weasley family's house from a distance, it looked very artistic, not to mention the four or five chimneys on the roof, the kind of house that was stacked together in a crooked way without collapsing, it was all due to magic set up.

  Different from Brod’s estate, the Weasley family lives in a remote countryside, has its own vegetable garden, not only raises chickens and ducks, but even has a pigsty farther away. This is a completely self-sufficient small-scale farmer’s life.

   "It's boring. We usually help the family with some housework and occasionally play Quidditch together." Fred seemed reluctant to mention these things. "Maybe, we should promote wizard cards as soon as possible."

   "Wizard card, what is that?" Ginny asked curiously.

"A card game invented by Albert, we are trying to promote it, we also held the first wizard card game in Hogwarts last semester..." Fred gushed about them to his sister The great achievements in school were exaggerated, and in the end George couldn't stand it, kicked him, and told Fred to shut up.

   Probably to entertain Albert, the lunch at the Weasley family was extraordinarily rich,

  During the meal, Mr. Weasley sat Albert beside him and kept asking him about Muggles.

Albert talked a lot about Muggles, and also asked Mr. Weasley about the wizarding world. He was very interested in the wizarding radio station, but Mr. Weasley couldn't tell. He only said that wizards use magic to Muggle radios get a makeover.

  In fact, wizards are very good at doing this kind of thing. The Hogwarts Express train is the best example. At that time, the British Ministry of Magic directly requisitioned a Muggle train and carried out a series of transformations on it.

   "Thanks, I'm full."

  When Mrs. Weasley enthusiastically served Albert a third meal, he quickly refused.

  After lunch, everyone sits at the dining table and chats. Albert asked Mr. Weasley if he would get himself into trouble if he practiced divination at home.

   "Probably not, as long as you don't use magic." Mr. Weasley said casually. He obviously didn't think Albert could learn divination by himself.

   "It's hard to really learn useful things in divination class." Percy, who rarely went back to his room, said: "At most, it can only make people understand some common sense things, and there are very few wizards who really understand prophecy."

   "Hmm!" Albert responded without knowing whether or not, he has panel skills, and if he upgrades a bit, he will definitely be able to learn prophecy, so he is not worried at all that he will not be able to learn it.

  Percy seemed to open up the chatterbox, telling Albert some of his experience and how to arrange his time so that he would not be unable to complete the twelve homework.

   Percy's experience is mostly Bill told him.

   "I think your consideration is completely unnecessary." Fred finally couldn't help interrupting Percy.

"Don't forget, Albert grew up in the Muggle world, and his Muggle studies are better than most wizards, even if he doesn't study them." George pointed this out bluntly, thinking that he might get a lot of homework because of his homework. Can't finish it, but Albert certainly won't.

   "His ancient rune is much better than yours." Fred continued to hit Percy, "I think you must not be as high as Albert."

   "Ahem, let's continue talking about divination. I'm very interested in it." Albert interrupted, "However, the professor of divination seems to be unreliable."

   "It's really not very reliable." Percy said in a low voice, "But everyone can still learn some basic knowledge."

  In the afternoon, several people got together to play wizard cards.

  Ron and Ginny also got involved.

  However, Ron was bored by this card game without special effects, so he was ridiculed by Fred and George.

  Ginnie was interested in the portraits above, and after listening to the rules, she quickly got started and played with Fred.

   "Why aren't there any cards for Percy?" Ginny asked after playing a game.

   "Because we didn't get Percy's permission." Albert explained casually, "If he allows, we don't mind making him a card, um, Prefect Percy."

   "Don't do it, I guess no one will use it."

  In the evening, when the sun was setting and the heat had just subsided, Fred and George suggested that everyone go to the nearby woods to play Quidditch.

  Ron and Ginny went too, and they took turns using Charlie's broom.

   "Wood will definitely not let you be lazy again." Fred looked at the few people flying in the sky and said to Albert: "After all, I lost so badly last time."

   "Forget it, I have a bunch of courses this semester, and I can't keep up."

   "What are you studying so much for?" George was puzzled. "It's not Percy, the guy who wants to get into the Ministry of Magic all day long. I don't think you will be interested in the Ministry of Magic."

"Well, I'm not interested, but knowledge is never too little. Accumulate more so that you don't run out of time." Albert changed the subject, "Your sister flies well, and she might be an excellent flyer in the future." Quidditch players."

   "She used to fly out with a broom secretly." George pouted and said, of course, he and Fred pretended not to know about it.

   "I remember you seem to have a younger sister."

   "Well, she has no talent for magic."

   "It's unbelievable to have no magical talent." George was indeed a little surprised. After all, in their opinion, Albert's magical talent is really amazing.

   "This is something that can't be helped." Albert said rather helplessly: "Some things cannot be forced."

   While the two were talking, an owl flew towards them.

   "You really have enough letters, I always feel that I often see you receiving letters." Fred couldn't help complaining, "Who sent it?"

"Mr. Broad." Albert glanced at the sender on the envelope, tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper inside and began to read the contents, frowning slightly, Mr. Broad told him that someone would pick him up before dinner past.

   "He said he would send someone to pick me up and go to him later."

   "Are you leaving? I thought you would stay with us for a few days." Fred, who had just landed, couldn't help but widen his eyes and said, "If you don't stay for dinner, Mom will be very disappointed."

   "Let me write him a letter." Albert put away the letter, touched the owl's head and said, "Let him come and pick me up after dinner."

  Albert was a little curious about what the surprise Isobel wrote in her letter last time was. She seemed to think that she would definitely accept the fact that she was the heir.

  (end of this chapter)