Chapter 214 Ada’s delusions of persecution

Although it was unclear where the house elf named Dobby came from, it did not prevent Ada from taking this warning to heart.

After three years of studying at Hogwarts, Ada learned not to look at problems with common sense. In the magical world, anything can happen, and even at the last moment, you may not know the complete truth.

The unknown is mankind's greatest fear, but the unknown danger in this warning did not make Ada feel scared. Soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover it up. As long as she is prepared to deal with it, this danger can only become an unforgettable memory in her life.

If this is really the prank of some unlucky kid, that would be even better. This is the best outcome and Ada will have a peaceful school year.

A faint red glow appeared on the eastern horizon, and the car got closer and closer to the burrow.

When he saw the dark pattern of fields and clusters of trees, Fred lowered the car a little, preparing to land.

"St. Catchpole," said George, "we will be home in a minute."

With Fred at the controls, the Ford landed next to the shabby garage of the Burrow. Harry looked at everything in front of him curiously. He thought this place was really great!

Getting off the car, Ada had a bad premonition. It was bright and clear at the moment, which meant that Mrs. Weasley had probably gotten up and they should have been discovered.

Sure enough, Ada's bad premonitions always came true, and Mrs. Weasley had already walked out of the house. Her momentum caused the chickens in the yard to scatter, and the fat, kind-faced woman once again transformed into a mountain-shaking tiger.

Ada, Fred, and George immediately lowered their heads, with an honest attitude of admitting their mistakes. Ron, who was inexperienced, looked directly at his mother and walked towards them step by step.

Mrs. Weasley stopped in front of them, her hands on her hips, looking at the guilty faces one by one. She wore a floral apron and carried a wand in her pocket.

Whether it is the twins, Ron, or Ada, they are all taller than Mrs. Weasley, but when she is angry, everyone is like a skinny little chicken, trembling.

Mrs. Weasley's anger and worry burst out the moment she saw the children. She poked her three sons in the chest and shouted loudly that she was going to beat them.

Then Mrs. Weasley came to Ada again, and Ada pretended to be relaxed and said: "Good morning, Mrs. Weasley."

"I'm so disappointed!" Mrs. Weasley nodded Ada's smooth forehead again and again, "I thought you would stop their nonsense. I thought you would sleep in your own bed honestly even if you didn't stop them. , but what about you?"

Although she was being scolded by Mrs. Weasley, the strange thing was that Ada didn't feel in a bad mood.

Seeing Ada finally showing her fox tail in front of Mrs. Weasley, the twins secretly high-fived each other behind them. Seeing Ada who had been scolded into silence, their moods improved.

After what seemed like hours, Mrs. Weasley shouted her voice hoarse before she turned to Harry. Harry took a few steps back. He had long been intimidated by Mrs. Weasley's aura.

The scene that Harry expected did not happen, because Mrs. Weasley vividly explained what double standards are. This large-scale double standard scene made the Weasley brothers eat piles of lemons.

"I'm glad to see you, dear Harry," said Mrs. Weasley. "Come in and have a little breakfast."

Mrs. Weasley treated other people's children completely differently than she treated her own children. Not only was Harry not criticized, he was also warmly welcomed by her.

Probably, in Mrs. Weasley's eyes, Harry did not make this mistake subjectively, but was coerced by his children. It may also be that the mother-in-law likes her son-in-law no matter how she likes him.

After saying this, Mrs. Weasley turned and returned to the house. The twins and Ada hurriedly followed. They had been busy all night and were already hungry. Harry also followed Ron into the room.

Ada, the twins, and Ron were all sitting in their seats eating breakfast. They didn't dare to speak, and if they did, they would be blocked by Mrs. Weasley.

Just as everyone was eating, Ginny, who had just gotten up, ran into the kitchen in her pajamas. The moment she saw Harry, she screamed and ran out in a panic.

Her hair was not combed, her face was not washed, and her slovenly appearance was seen by her boyfriend. The young Ginny could not bear such a fatal blow.

The low pressure that enveloped the kitchen was not broken until Mr. Weasley returned. He greeted the children happily, and then learned from his wife what happened last night.

His children secretly drove out and drove half way across England to pick up Harry Potter.

"Really?" Mr. Weasley asked with concern, "Does it fly well?"

Apparently, Mr. Weasley wasn't angry that the kids were taking his car out in the middle of the night; he was more interested in knowing how his beloved little car was doing.

After seeing his wife's "murderous" look, Mr. Weasley quickly changed his tune and began to educate his children.

The Weasley family is a family of strict mothers and loving fathers. Since arriving at the Burrow, Ada has never seen Mr. Weasley get angry. Ada only knew that Mr. Weasley had lost his temper once, when Fred coaxed Ron into making the Unbreakable Vow.

After a long night of flying from Devon to Surrey and back, everyone was sleepy but couldn't go to bed because Mrs. Weasley had sent them to clean up the gnomes in the garden.

The twins and Ron had no choice but to brace themselves and go to the garden to fight the goblins.

Harry was not punished and could go to bed, but Harry, who was interested in everything in the Burrow, did not go to bed. Instead, he went to the garden with the Weasley brothers very loyally. His behavior was praised by Mrs. Weasley again. As expected of you, the internationally renowned double standard Molly Weasley.

In the garden, four boys threw the gnomes all over the sky. Ada was also not allowed to rest, but she also did not come to the garden to clean up the gnomes. Just after breakfast, Ada ran away without loyalty. Although running away is shameful, it is useful!

At this moment, Ada was hiding in the small room behind the bar of the Leaky Cauldron. She leaned her weight against the wall, her eyes closed, and her head moving little by little. This was no longer fishing. Ada fell asleep directly, and maintaining her standing posture in front of her boss was probably her last sign of respect for her work.

Old Tom, who looked like a shriveled walnut, appeared next to Ada. Naturally, he couldn't see his employees treating their work with such an attitude, so he cleared his throat forcefully.

The sound immediately woke up Ada. In a hurry, Ada accidentally knocked the cup out of Tom's hand.

Old Tom clutched his chest. This made him feel very distressed. He looked at Ada and then at the "corpse" of the cup on the ground. Although he could use magic to repair the broken cup, he was really good. I want to deduct Ada’s salary!

Ada, who was no longer sleepy, straightened her back, walked back to the bar, and devoted herself to her work as a waiter. Her eyes were searching among the guests, she was looking for someone, and at the beginning of the holiday, she found someone in the bar staring at her.

Ada discovered this accidentally. At first she just felt that someone was always staring at her, but she didn't take it too seriously. Some people had stared at her before. There were just one or two people in the bar. It is normal to not open your eyes.

But this feeling of being stared at always appeared, which aroused Ada's vigilance. She couldn't care less even if she wanted to, so she began to pay attention to the guests in the bar, trying to find out who was staring at her. that person.

Gradually, Ada targeted three people, two of whom were ordinary-looking middle-aged wizards. From time to time they would visit the bar and order a couple of rum shots.

Every time Ada passed by them, all she heard was gossip about the family. And when Ada is far away from them, they will keep their eyes on her and monitor her every move.

What's left is an unattractive young witch, but this witch is a little strange, and her behavior makes Ada a little confused. When the two wizards were not in the bar, the witch would focus on Ada. When the two wizards appeared in the bar, the witch's eyes would shift to the two wizards.

The young witch seemed to be here more for the two men than to spy on Ada.

However, this young witch must have just graduated and lacked experience. Ada was the first to discover this young witch, and then followed the clues to find the two wizards.

Through observation, Ada felt that they were not the same group, but should come from different factions. Ada wanted to know what their purpose was for staring at her, but she couldn't directly rush to question them, because it would do nothing but alert the snake.

So, Ada made a somewhat reckless decision. She decided to risk her own life and use herself as bait to catch these people.

For this reason, Ada no longer flooed back to the Burrow, but would walk a short distance on Charing Cross Street to leave herself alone and lure the other party into action, so that she would have a reason to attack them.

But the other party did not walk into this trap. It seemed that they were just here to monitor Ada and had no intention of doing anything to her.

This almost bizarre surveillance method puzzled Ada, and what puzzled her even more was that since the end of July, the two middle-aged wizards had never been to the Leaky Cauldron, as if they had disappeared from the world. Same. The remaining young witch came a few more times, but after a few times, she never came again.

As the three people disappeared, the feeling of being stared at and monitored no longer appeared again, and everything returned to normal.

Today, she still found nothing. Ada still couldn't find the three people. The bar was full of ordinary customers. She seemed to be suffering from persecution paranoia, as if being watched was just a figment of her own imagination.