Chapter 248 Lovegood
The fact that Kyle was invited to Nicolas Flamel's house was originally a secret, but as Dumbledore once said to Harry, secrets always spread like wildfire...
When Kyle came back, he suddenly realized that everyone seemed to know about it. π²π΅ππ΅ππ .π°πΌπΊ
While everyone was having dinner together, Mr. Weasley, just like Chris an hour earlier, kept asking Kyle about Nicolas Flamel and whether he had seen a talking refrigerator there. .
"My father admired NicolΓ©me the most."
Fred whispered next to him: "Dad has been very excited ever since he accidentally met Principal Dumbledore that day and learned where you were going."
George shrugged and said: "I think he probably thinks that Nicolas Flamel's house is full of talking Muggle appliances."
Finally, under Mr. Weasley's expectant eyes, Kyle had to tell him regretfully... Nico didn't have a talking refrigerator at home, and the lawnmower couldn't tap dance and tell jokes at the same time.
In fact, there wasn't any Muggle appliance that Mr. Weasley could think of.
This greatly disappointed Mr. Weasley.
But Kyle couldn't help it, because Nico's manor in Paris was the place where he lived a long time ago, before even the light bulb was invented in the Muggle world.
Even the beach chair that Nico sat on when listening to the opera was brought there from Devon.
Although Mr. Weasley was not interested in beach chairs, in order to be closer to his idol, he decided to buy the same beach chair and modify it.
This decision made Mrs. Weasley very dissatisfied. The car matter hadn't been over yet, and now she had to add another chair that didn't know what it would become... Wasn't it because the family didn't have enough troubles?
It was easy to tell from the angry look in her eyes that Mr. Weasley would probably be in trouble after finishing this meal.
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In addition, others are also interested in Kyle's experience this month.
After learning that Kyle had been reading books there for a month, Fred, George and Ron's curiosity was over in an instant.
In their view, vacations are for fun, and reading books is simply an unforgivable waste.
Percy asked a few more questions, but it could be seen that his interest was not very great either.
After all, there was no alchemy in the Hogwarts exams, and there was no need for him to waste time on this additional knowledge.
Of course, there are also people who had no idea about this before...such as Harry.
Harry's mouth hadn't closed since Mr. Weasley broached the topic.
He only knew that someone invited Kyle to be a guest, but no matter what, he never expected that that person was actually Nicolas Flamel, who lived for more than 600 years and created the Philosopher's Stone.
He was still worrying about his homework, but as a result, Kyle was able to visit the home of a legendary wizard.
I have to say that sometimes the gap between wizards and wizards is wider than that between wizards and goblins.
After the meal, Mr. Weasley was indeed dragged back into the house.
Fred and George felt a little full because they had eaten too much. They decided to invite Kyle and newcomer Harry to perform a repertoire of St. Catchpole Village...fighting goblins.
"The rules are simple, Harry."
Several people came to the garden, and Fred grabbed a gnome that looked like a big potato from the flowers with ease and said:
βYou can throw it or hit it with a stick, just make the goblin fly as far away as possible.
like thisβ¦β¦"
As he spoke, he took out a batsman's stick from behind, and in a very standard posture, he whipped the gnome out of his hand.
Seeing Harry's surprised expression, George explained: "The skin of goblins is very tough, and just using a wooden stick will not cause any harm to them.
Sometimes I even feel like they can replace Bludgers. "
Harry was still hesitant at first, but after being severely bitten by a goblin, he completely transformed into an emotionless bat-swinging machine...
"Oh...Harry, the jump you just made must have been two hundred feet."
"I think it's at least two hundred and fifty feet..."
Because it was already very late, the few of them didn't really compete, they just calculated the distance based on their feelings.
"I feel like the angle was a little off just now... I'll hit it farther this time!" Harry skillfully picked up a goblin watching the fun from the ground and swung the club again.
"Well done, Harry." George raised his head and said: "A standard fly ball, I feel you still have the talent to be a hitter..."
"Ouch!"
But before he finished speaking, a painful groan suddenly came from the distance.
Hit someone?
Several people looked at each other and quickly ran towards the direction of the sound.
In the distance, they saw a figure squatting there with his head covered.
After arriving at the other party's side, Harry quickly apologized, "I'm really sorry, sir, I didn't know there was anyone here..."
"It doesn't matter, it's my fault for not paying attention..."
The man raised his head and was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Fred, George, Kyle...I see, you must be fighting goblins again."
At this time, everyone also saw his appearance clearly.
They look a bit cross-eyed, with marshmallow-like white hair hanging on their shoulders, wearing a bright yellow robe, and a gold chain hanging around his neck, with a strange symbol flashing on it, much like a triangular eye.
"Mr. Lovegood?" Kyle was a little surprised.
The unlucky guy who was hit on the head by the goblin was Xenophilius Lovegood who lived north of the village of St. Catchpol.
"Did you just come back?"
"Yes." Lovegood rubbed his head, "I took Luna to look for the Crescent-Horned Snorlax, but I was so absorbed that I lost track of time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a little girl ran over from not far away.
She had long, messy blond hair, a pair of carrot-shaped earrings, a necklace made of butterbeer corks, and was holding a half-leaf that wasn't worth picking up from somewhere.
This weird outfit and behavior made her look a little crazy.
"Dad, I just found it on the ground...Oh, Kyle, long time no see."
Luna jumped up to Kyle, tilted her head, and stared at him unblinkingly with her big, somewhat bulging, silver eyes.
"Long time no see, Luna." Kyle asked with a smile: "Are you looking for a harasser?"
"I've never seen a bug on you before, not this time either," Luna said in a sing-song voice.
Then she pointed at Harry, "But he has a lot of them, right next to his ears."
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Thanks to book friend 20230511103354942 for the reward
