Chapter 5 The Weasley Family
"Robin, are you willing to go to Hogwarts to study?" Charlie took out his wand and asked.
"Yes, very willing. My parents admire Albus Dumbledore very much. They have always been looking forward to me receiving the admission notice to Hogwarts!"
Of course, what attracts Robin is not only fantasy magic knowledge, but also centaurs, unicorns, eight-eyed spiders, whomping willows, trolls, snake kings and other magical creatures.
"Okay, I'll write a reply letter for you!"
After Charlie finished speaking, he waved his wand, and the ink emerging from the tip of the wand flowed into the air and condensed paragraphs of text.
Dear Ms. McGonagall:
Robin Lestrange is very willing to go to Hogwarts, and the Weasley family will help him purchase supplies for his new life.
Charlie Weasley
Charlie used magic to conjure an envelope, stuffed the reply letter, filled in the sender and recipient information, and stuffed the letter under the owl's talons.
"Go ahead and give the letter to Professor Minerva McGonagall!"
The 'postman' nodded his head spiritually, then flapped his wings and flew away tremblingly.
'Um, can it fly to Hogwarts safely like this? "
Luo Bin looked at the back of the 'postman' moving up and down, left and right, and couldn't help but question his soul.
"No, don't worry, the postman's endurance is much higher than you think!" Charlie said.
"Robin, I bet that if you meet Errol, you will never doubt the Hogwarts postman again, and you will die from exhaustion on the way."
"Errol is an old and stupid owl. His feathers have never been dry and smooth. They are either so oily that they will lose their feathers, or they are so dry that they fry."
"Every time it delivers something, it lands on its head and neck, and then, like a big drowning rooster, it makes a hoarse neighing sound while flapping its wings crazily. When it gets tired of flapping, it rolls its eyes and doesn't move. "
"When others thought it was about to die, it suddenly stood up again and looked for something to eat. Why did it hit me on the head?"
Charlie retracted his fist and said helplessly but amusedly: "Ron, Errol is a great contributor to the Weasley family. Don't arrange it behind his back, even though most of what you said is true."
"Okay, don't stand at the entrance of the hospital. It's a hot day and I've been flying for several days. I desperately want a glass of wheat beer to cool down."
"Charlie, Ms. Molly is at home, and she will not allow you to drink!"
"Ron, you forgot, I have grown up a long time ago!"
"No, in the eyes of the mother, no matter how old the child is, he or she is still a minor!"
The two brothers were bickering while holding Luo Bin in their arms as they walked toward the yard. As Luo Bin walked forward, he looked at the famous spliced building—The Burrow!
On the sloping roof of an ordinary villa in the countryside, there are several large wooden pillars inserted. Using the wooden pillars as supporting points, they are crooked and three floors are added to the top.
According to the original book, Ron and the ghoul lived together in the attic of the Burrow. Every night, the ghoul would bang on the water pipes, making people unable to sleep.
Perhaps the cause of Ron's droopy eye bags as he grew older was the ghoul.
Next to the gate of the Burrow, there were some high-top leather boots and a tattered, rusty cauldron piled randomly. Several fat chickens with brown feathers were using their claws to pull at the grass roots and eat them.
The living room of the Burrow was small and crowded. The long table in the center of the room was filled with bottles and jars and yellowed homework papers stained with butter and tomatoes.
Twin brothers Fred and George were laughing as they sprayed each other with tomato juice.
Ms. Molly had no time to worry about the noisy brothers. She was busy baking bread and frying sausages to prepare the family's supper.
"Oh, my God! What a handsome little guy, your appearance is only a little lower than mine. You are the Robin Lestrange mentioned in Charlie's letter, right? Do you want to finish the tomato juice spraying game?" George invited with a bright smile.
Luo Bin suddenly moved a step to the right and avoided a wave of tomato juice attacks. He shook his head and said, "No, thank you!"
Anyone who has read the original novel knows that the Weasley twins are either playing pranks or on the way to play pranks. Do you think you don’t have enough baggage to hang out with them?
"Charlie, oh, my dear Charlie, I miss you so much. Come on, let mommy hug you!"
When Ms. Molly, who was smelling of oil smoke, rushed towards her, Charlie took a big step back and avoided the hug. After catching a glimpse of the disappointment in his mother's eyes, he took the initiative to hug her.
"Dear Ms. Molly, I miss you too. Come, let me introduce you. This is Robin Lestrange. He just received the Hogwarts admission notice at the gate of the hospital. Now, he Just like Ron, he is a freshman."
Ms. Molly looked sideways at Robin, first praising his appearance, and then warmly inviting him: "By coincidence, I will take Percy, George, Fred, and Ron to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy textbooks. And equipment, Luo Bin, you are coming with us, if you can't get the money to buy things for the time being, I will help you advance the payment first."
Weasley, as a pure-blood family, is so poor that he can't even afford second-hand learning supplies. Looking at the entire wizarding world, this is quite an explosion.
However, the kindness of the Weasley family is also admired by many white wizards!
"Ms. Molly, I'm happy to go to Diagon Alley with you. Having someone to take you can save a lot of time. However, you don't need to help me advance the money. My parents and my ancestors left me a The money is stored at Gringotts headquarters, and I think that money is enough to support me in completing my studies!"
"Oh, poor child, Charlie told me in the letter about your parents. If you don't mind living in a shabby home, you can stay at home temporarily before school starts!"
Luo Bin knew that the houses in the Burrow looked crooked, as if they would fall over if the wind blew. However, in addition to connecting the houses with wooden piles, bricks, and stones, they were also protected by magic.
So, there is no need to worry about safety issues at all.
"Ms. Molly, not only do I not think the Burrow is crude, but I think its layout is very interesting and fits the wizard's unbridled thoughts and the creativity of fantasy magic."
"Robin, do you really think so?"
On the surface, Ron seemed carefree and didn't care much about the condition of his old residence, which was poorly fed and clothed, but deep down he still thought that the Burrow was worthless.
"Of course it's true. I've read many house architectural drawings. The Burrow is the most unique house with the most rational use of space that I've ever seen!"
Ron looked around the crowded and narrow but well-equipped living room, and remembered that the seven brothers and sisters all had their own bedrooms, and immediately agreed: "Dad and Ms. Molly are really good at using space. .”
"Luo Bin, let me take you to the attic to have a look. I have posted a lot of 'Artillery Team' pictorials on the wall. I also have a gray mouse, a tank of fish, and a few small frogs. There are many things in my house. There are so many toys, cards, mechanical mice, building blocks, and chessboards, which one do you want to play with?”
Bill and Charlie graduated early and started working, Percy was serious and focused on studying, Fred and George loved to play pranks, and Ginny was shy and cried easily.
When Ron meets people of the same age, he is eager to close the distance and build friendship through sharing.
