Chapter 66 Night of St. Catchpore

The fat chickens that were pecking in the yard have returned to their nests, and the night at the Burrow is peaceful.

Everything was quiet, and the only ones who were crazy enough to go out for a walk instead of sleeping were Ada and the twins. There were stars in the night sky, and the three of them were walking in the garden. Although they hadn't seen each other for more than a week, it felt like it had been a long time ago that they had been together like this.

The Weasley brothers slouched ahead, Ada following behind them. The garden is huge and overgrown with weeds that are long overdue for pruning. It looks a bit messy, but not annoying.

There are many tangled trees surrounding the base of the wall, and there is a large green pond with many frogs croaking in it. This is what a summer night should look like.

"We're angry!" Fred said angrily.

"Very angry!" George became very angry when he mentioned this.

At first, Ada thought about writing a letter to the twins, telling them about her situation at that time, but the Weasley family was a huge family, and Ada really didn't want to trouble Mrs. Weasley, so Ada hesitated for a long time. Da gave up the idea.

In fact, there is another way, that is, Ada writes a letter directly to Professor McGonagall. After receiving the letter, Professor McGonagall might take her directly to her home.

The pros and cons of this method are obvious. Living in McGonagall's house, Professor McGonagall will definitely provide one-on-one tutoring to Ada, and the kitten and cat class will start again. But with Professor McGonagall's character, Ada's holiday might not be so easy, and she shouldn't think about work-study.

That's why Ada was so cruel that she stayed in the Leaky Cauldron without telling anyone. If it weren't for Old Tom's meddling, Ada probably wouldn't have been discovered until before school started.

Ada has carefully thought about what Ollivander said in the wand shop, and she is also afraid that she will lose her true heart due to the bewitchment of power. With the companionship of the twins and the meticulous care of the Weasleys, Ada is not so lonely in her pursuit of power.

Ada was walking in the garden with a smile on her face, her best friend walking in front of her, and the Burrow behind her. No amount of sweet butterbeer could give Ada this feeling.

It was wonderful, because it was thanks to Tom that she could walk peacefully through the summer nights in the village of Ottery St. Catchpole.

"We really want to live outside."

"There must be a sense of freedom and freedom there."

The twins looked yearning. The outside world was very exciting and attractive to them, and the helplessness of the outside world was not within their scope of consideration.

"I also secretly drank sherry and firewhiskey." How bad Ada is, can she let the twins fantasize comfortably?

"Mrs. Weasley should be told about this..." Fred said.

"Yes, let this lady know about the good deeds Miss Drizzt has done." George agreed.

"She won't even let us drink butterbeer!" the twins said together. "She thinks we'll get into trouble if we drink too much!"

The twins were filled with resentment. If it didn't snow for a while, Merlin would not give him face and would engage in secret operations.

"I think Mrs. Weasley is right," Ada said. "You will get into trouble if you don't drink. If you drink too much, the scene is unimaginable. If Dumbledore is in front of you, you may be able to get into trouble." His beard has been pulled out!"

To be honest, Ada was quite curious about what Dumbledore looked like without a beard. How about trying it another day?

"You still don't know us well enough." Fred said, patting Ada on the shoulder.

"If you know us well enough, you will know that not only our beard, but also our hair will count as a loser." George said proudly.

Think about Dumbledore appearing as a duck egg at the opening party. This will definitely cement his reputation as an old madman among the new students, not to mention it is quite exciting.

"Tell me what those wines taste like?" Fred really wanted to try them. Being able to drink is one of the signs of growing up.

"That's it. I don't think it tastes very good. I still like iced pear juice."

George said dissatisfied: "How can juice be compared to whiskey? Real men should drink whiskey!"

"Have you ever heard of vodka?" Ada asked disapprovingly. "The wizards of the fighting tribes like this kind of wine best, and they drink it directly without adding anything!"

"Forget it then, butterbeer is pretty good."

"Are we the only ones living here?" Ada asked. The Burrow is protected by magic. No matter how weird its shape is, no Muggle will see it, and even the postman can't find it.

"How could it be? There are Muggles, they all live in the village." Fred's answer was very embarrassing. He knew that Ada was asking if there were any other wizards living nearby, but he still chose this answer.

"There is a wizarding family a few miles away from here. Their son is the same level as ours, Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff." George pointed in a direction and said.

"Is that the handsome boy from Hufflepuff?" Ada had some impression of him, a boy with a handsome appearance and a sunny personality.

"Handsome? What's your look?" Fred said speechlessly, "That's just a little girl! Only you brainless little girls will like it."

Fred directly slapped Ada's fist down. As her body grew, Ada became farther and farther away from the twins in terms of force value.

"The Fawcetts live around here, too," Fred continued.

"The Lovegood family lives on a mountain. Their house is very weird, and the people in their family are also very weird," George said, pointing to the top of the mountain in another direction.

Neither Ada nor her family knew them, or even heard of them. She said: "Why don't we take time to visit Diggory's house? After all, they are all classmates."

"No, we are not interested in model students like Cedric." The twins walked forward with their shoulders crossed, ignoring Ada behind them.

"Forget it, I don't really want to go to work anyway. Going to work is very tiring." Ada moved her legs repeatedly to barely keep up with the twins.

George stopped and asked, "Do you still want to go to work? It's good to live here. We can play together during the day. What do you do when you go to work?"

"Of course it's to support yourself, otherwise it's for whatever reason."

Fred also said: "Don't you have relief money? This should be enough for you to buy things for school."

"I have to buy something else. Hogwarts needs accommodation. I can't work and study during the week. If I don't make some money during the holidays, what will happen after graduation?" Ada said.

"You always think so much, aren't you tired?"

"You'll get sick if you think about it so much."

Because the twins stopped, Ada walked to the front instead. She turned back to the two of them and said, "I just want to make myself feel better, and Flourish and Blotts Bookstore and the Leaky Cauldron are quite interesting."

"Come on, let's go back. You go to bed early so that you can have energy tomorrow." George took the lead and walked towards the house.

"I was thinking of taking you to catch goblins with me tomorrow. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance. Let's go!" Fred also turned around and went back.

Ada also walked back and said, "I'll buy you gifts after I get paid!"

"A broomstick?" George asked.

"There's no need for Nimbus, either Sideswipe or Comet will do." Fred said as if he was thinking about Ada.

"You two, do you think I look like a broomstick, sweeping across, a comet... I only have butterbeer, drink it if you like!"

The twins responded in unison, saying: "Drink, why don't you drink, and drink enough."

When Ada returned to Ginny's bedroom, Ginny had fallen asleep, and the pink rose was placed on her pillow. I don’t know what the little girl dreamed about, but the smile on her face was very sweet.

The bright moonlight poured into the room, and Ada was lying comfortably on the bed. The wand was not stuffed under the pillow, but was thrown on the table. The Burrow gave her a great sense of security, and Ada could sleep peacefully again. Have a good sleep.

"Good night Ginny, good night Weasley, good night Burrow," Ada murmured to herself as she lay on her back, "and good night Esmeralda..."