Chapter 2 The Bustling Burrow

That night, Maca slept in Xenophilius' workshop.

He built a plank bed for Maca with the old door panels that he didn't want, on which he spread two layers of blankets and a quilt as a mattress, and put another quilt on his body. Although this configuration sounds a bit shabby, it doesn't feel uncomfortable to actually sleep.

This gave Maca a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Luna came to wake him up. To be honest, Maca is used to the life of going to bed late and waking up late, and now if he is asked to change it, he really can't change it all at once.

Get up, the sun has already risen. Luna reached out and pulled Maca's quilt, and Maca nestled in the quilt unmoved.

The sun has risen! Seeing that there was no movement in the quilt, Luna worked hard to increase the volume.

The sun won't rise anymore. Maca muttered dreamily.

Luna silently stared at Maca who was curled up under the blanket for a while, and then stretched out her hand to pull it again - she felt that she could only do this.

But Maca obviously won't have any reaction to this.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Luna turned around and ran downstairs. She seemed to have thought of a good idea.

After a while, Luna, who had just gone down for a while, ran up again, holding a soft basket made of thin rattan in her hand. The rattan basket shook slightly in Luna's hand, as if there were many small things moving around inside. It seemed that this was the reason why Luna ran down in a hurry. The things inside could probably wake up Maca very effectively, at least Luna thought so.

The girl blinked, then carefully lifted a corner of the quilt a little, and quickly dumped the contents of the soft basket into it.

Seeing that the little things were all under the covers, Luna nodded in satisfaction, and even tucked in the opened quilt.

After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the quilt, which sounded like someone humming softly.

Hmm... um? Maca seemed to be awakened, but his voice sounded wrong, as if he had a cold, with a heavy nasal voice, Uh, ah! What? Don't...

The quilt began to feel restless, trembling and shaking non-stop, and even the old door panel on the ground that was used as a bed board began to shake.

Sure enough, the hastily built wooden bed was not very strong, and there was only a loud clang sound, and the whole room trembled along with it. Afterwards, Maca struggled to throw off the quilt, and moaned in pain.

Of course, the nasal sound is still very heavy, and this has not changed because of the accident.

And the little guys who caused all this are all hanging on Maca's body at this moment, especially the face and neck. They hummed happily, crowding Maca's face, neck, chest and other places, and some of them stuck their soft tongues into Maca's nostrils.

Uh...Ah, ah——! Maca shook her head, shaking off all the little things on her face, and then she saw Miss Luna who was standing aside and watching this rare scene carefully.

Pushing fluff, Luna pointed at the little furry creatures on Maca, and said like sleepwalking, They are very close to people, and they will hum when they are happy.

Also, they're easy to feed, eating everything from leftovers to spider mosquitoes. They're also especially fond of sticking their tongues up and up the noses of sleeping wizards and eating their dried boogers.

Maca quickly pinched his nose when he heard the words, because he noticed that there were several small things with long and thin tongues eager to try!

Okay, okay! This is really an effective living alarm clock, so let's put them away! Maca pinched her nose and waved it with the other hand, then got up from the ground, Oh, By the way. Good morning, Luna!

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Breakfast time passed quickly,

Or, in fact, there is nothing to mention. British food has always been terrible, even in the wizarding world. Not to mention that Lovegood's family's financial situation has not been very good. The magazine's sales have directly led to the fact that most of its profits will be used as funds for the next issue. The gold Galleons that are actually used for living are simply pitiful .

After Luna's dad hastily settled his breakfast, he Apparated and went out to collect materials. Before leaving, he specifically asked Luna a few words, probably asking her to go around with Maca or something. Maca, who was smacking her lips and thinking about how to make the Goldigan tea better, didn't listen too carefully.

Both Luna and her father liked the drink, but Maca found it hard to take. Compared with last night's color ball fish soup with equally obvious advantages and disadvantages, this Goldigan tea, which also has the flavor of Lovegood's family, obviously only makes people feel painful.

It's really a powerful drink. Maca sighed, tilted his neck and poured the liquid in the glass down his throat, Okay, so where are we going?

Luna stared at the place her father had left in a daze, and answered after a while: I don't know either.

Maca tilted his head and thought for a while when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking: Are there any neighbors around here? I mean wizards.

Well, the closest one is the Fawcett's house, Luna said, turning her head and looking out the window, and further away is St Catchpole Village in Autry, Mr Weasley and Diggory from the Ministry of Magic The gentlemen set up their homes near there.

Maca nodded, and was thinking about whether to visit another wizard's house to make a good relationship, when he suddenly reacted to the name that passed by in the middle.

Weasley? He looked up at Luna, Is that... a family of wizards with red hair?

It's not Ms. Molly. Luna shook her head and said in a daze, Her hair is brown.

Maca couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

It's really brown. Seeing this, Luna repeated solemnly.

Okay, okay, Maca looked at Luna's appearance, and laughed harder, Of course, of course. I mean, how about we go to the Weasley's?

Luna nodded indifferently, as if she didn't care where she was going at all.

Boom!

Not long after, the two of them cleaned up the dining table and the kitchen together, and Maca watched Luna disappear into the somewhat dirty fireplace with a burst of green flames.

Well, grab one, tell the location, and then sprinkle it. Maca muttered as he walked towards the fireplace, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something and stopped in his tracks.

By the way, you must read clearly. It seems that he probably remembered Harry's trip to Knockturn Alley.

The Weasleys. Boom!

For some reason, Maca produced much more green flames than when Luna used it. Fortunately, this special magic flame reaction does not have the ability to teleport dead objects, otherwise, judging from the magic fire rushing to the ceiling, it is estimated that the entire fireplace could be moved to the Weasley's house.

Luna was talking to Mrs. Weasley when Maca emerged from the Weasleys' fireplace.

Oh! You must be Maca, right? Miss Luna just told me about you. Seeing Maca coming out, Mrs. Weasley immediately turned around and said hello, Welcome to our house as a guest.

While talking, Mrs. Weasley suddenly walked over and opened the window, Fred, George, Ron! Come in, there are two guests!

Hearing this, Maka craned his neck and took a look, just in time to see a big boy with freckles on his face carrying a big rat with hair all over his body, followed by a slightly shorter boy.

Fred, give me Scabbers back! Percy gave it to me.

Hey Ron, wait a minute! I just think it needs a little hair restorer.

Stop making noise! ​​Don't you see any guests? Can you give me a moment of silence! Mrs. Weasley immediately shouted, Where's George?

Fred spread his hands and said, Mom, I'm George.

Okay, so where's Fred? Mrs. Weasley froze.

Suddenly someone pushed both boys away, and then stepped in, still saying, Hey, Mom! I'm George, and you mistook us again.

Mrs. Weasley's expression changed immediately, and a new round of reprimand started, while Luna laughed like a lunatic, unable to stop at all.

Maca looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sighed while holding his forehead.

Sorry, uh...Mr. Maca? On the other side of the fireplace, not far behind Maca, a weak voice suddenly sounded, The house is always noisy.

Maca heard the voice, and then turned around, and found that the speaker was a girl with fiery red hair, and she looked smaller than the other children.

Ah, it's nothing, I'm just not used to too lively scenes. He probably guessed that the girl in front of him must be the youngest child of the Weasley family - Ginny.

Maca looked at her, then glanced back at the three boys who were being lectured by Mrs. Weasley, and couldn't help but sighed again. He really couldn't figure it out, this is also a family, how could they educate brothers and sisters with such extreme and diverse personalities?

The eldest son, Bill, is always rock and roll, Percy is wild and loves face, the twin brothers are all about playing pranks, and even Ron always has a tendency to feel inferior.

Only the second son Charlie and the youngest Ginny are more like normal people.

Of course, he is not sure whether the memory in his mind is correct or not, after all, it has been too long, and he really can't remember clearly.

Anyway, thank you, thank you for your concern, Miss Ginny.

Ginny looked at Maca's smile and felt a little strange. Has anyone mentioned herself to him? At least she herself hadn't had time to introduce herself.

Okay, okay, don't all come to see the guests. Mrs. Weasley finally finished the long reprimand, and beckoned her several children to walk this way together.

The Burrow was a little quieter, only Luna was still laughing, embarrassing laughter echoing in the room.