Chapter 273 New Semester

Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, a group of young wizards successfully returned to the Burrow.

Fred also perfectly demonstrated how the flying car landed.

"We didn't tell mom, we didn't tell dad." Fred winked at Harry, "This is a secret operation, so, you know, we have to go upstairs quietly."

George said with a smile, "Yes, when mother comes upstairs to ask us to eat, we can bring you to her. She will be very happy to see you, and then... no one will know about us Used a car.”

Ron jumped up excitedly, "Leave it to me, I'll take Harry to my room right now! Come on, man, while it's still early, we can still get some sleep..."

A gasp sounded.

"You guys are so good!" A voice of suppressed anger sounded from behind. The twins froze, like ducks being grabbed by the neck, with their mouths open and unable to say a word.

very good.

Harry was a little desperate, they were caught by Mrs. Weasley.

"You guys are really good..."

As expected, Hermione said the same thing as Mrs. Weasley! Harry thought silently.

Robert looked thoughtfully at Mr. Weasley, who was huddled in a seat at the head of the dining table, and asked in a low voice, "So, Mrs. Weasley finally discovered that real cars can't fly?"

Sharp eyes fell on him, and the table knife in Mrs. Weasley's hand made a "squeaking" sound when cutting the plate. Robert felt a chill on his head, and he hurriedly comforted her, "Well, actually, this is not bad. You know, Muggle cars can't hold more than six people."

As he spoke, he wanted to cover his mouth. Damn it, I seem to be getting darker and darker!

"So, do you think it's time for Mr. Weasley to cast magic on his car?" Mrs. Weasley glared at Robert like a dragon breathing fire.

"That's really inappropriate!" Robert was stunned and immediately said righteously, "How can you add magic to Muggle items? That's illegal!"

Mr. Weasley seemed to be preparing to rescue him. He raised his head and saw Robert winking at him. Blessed to his soul, Arthur Weasley, a patient with severe ear raking, immediately answered, "I'm sorry, Molly. I wrong!"

Mrs. Weasley, who was originally angry, immediately lost her temper. She rolled her eyes at Mr. Weasley angrily and warned, "Don't let your son drive that car again!"

Mr. Weasley nodded frantically and said, "Okay, dear, no problem, dear. You know, if it wasn't to make it easier for the children to go to King's Cross Station, I would never do something so outrageous. move……"

Crackling, chirping.

So after eating only half an omelette, a jug of milk, and a plate of sandwiches for breakfast, the little wizards at the table were all fed dog food.

"Hiccup..." They all burped, and Mrs. Weasley blushed, as if to cover up, and drove everyone away to bully the goblin.

Well, although saying this may make Mrs. Weasley sad, the thing she is worried about...should still happen, right?

Driving to school, that's so cool!

Robert was looking forward to it for a while.

Hermione grabbed a goblin with some difficulty and threw it out with a look of disgust, "Oh my God, I can't imagine what my parents would look like if there was such a thing in our garden."

"Oh, Hermione, you can be more bold in your movements!" Fred said with a smile, and quickly picked up the little guy passing by him, his arms turned into a hula hoop, "Like this! Don't worry, these little guys The leather is very solid!”

As he spoke, he let go of his hand, and the poor goblin rolled his eyes, stuck out his little tongue, and flew far away with a "swish", crossed the fence, and hit a tree stump with a "dong" sound, and bounced again. When I got out, it looked like it was in pain.

"Look! George! Robert! Ron! Harry!" he laughed. "It's definitely over fifty feet!"

The boys leaned over, clapped their shoulders and hugged their necks, cheering and celebrating. Even Percy gave a thumbs up.

Hermione's expression was beyond words.

This is really not a sport suitable for ladies.

Ginny also looked at her brothers angrily with expressions of disgust. Then she grabbed the goblin's head and smashed it into the face of the smug Fred.

"Boom!" The world became quiet.

"I don't know who this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is." Hermione and Ginny bit their ears. "He's really discerning. I like Gilderoy Lockhart the most. I mean, his books, this semester. All my textbooks are his books, which is great!”

While Ginny answered Hermione's various questions, she carefully peeked at Harry in the distance, blushing from time to time.

The fire of gossip burned brightly in Hermione's chest, a mischievous smile appeared on her face, and she lowered her voice and said, "Harry is so handsome, isn't he, Ginny?"

Ginny nodded subconsciously, and then her whole face turned red, "No, no, no, no, I mean, that's not the case!"

Hermione grinned and went to scratch her squeaky nest, causing Ginny to exclaim, followed by uncontrollable laughter and a counterattack.

The two girls rolled into a ball.

In order to celebrate the beginning of school for the little wizards, Mrs. Weasley put a lot of thought into dinner.

The absolute ruler of the Weasley family, stay-at-home wife, and dominator of the table, has attainments in food spells that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Robert would occasionally learn from her, but he always felt that the house elves' craftsmanship was inferior to the others. If the Weasley family's financial situation was not still unsatisfactory, the food would be more delicious.

After all, the grade of ingredients can also improve the deliciousness of food.

After eating until their stomachs were full, they patted their bellies with satisfaction and went upstairs to sleep.

Although Robert and Hermione had packed all their belongings the day before yesterday, they had washed up last night, and at this time the two of them stuffed the last pajamas into their backpacks and that was it.

Then I watched the Weasley family going about their business.

Mrs. Weasley searched all over the world for spare quilts and socks. The twins took advantage of her not paying attention and stuffed the joke products secretly hidden everywhere back into their pockets. Ron jumped around the house looking for his other half. Shoes, while Harry was trying to comfort Hedwig.

Ginny was the fastest of them to pack, and by this time she had handed her small suitcase to Mr. Weasley - a gift from the twins and Percy, and asked him to help carry it into the trunk.

It's great that the Weasleys don't need to have a giant suitcase for each child, thanks to these storage items made from shapeshifting lizard skin.

So Ron, give up your oversized suitcase now!

"Good morning, Hermione, Robert." Ginny yawned and looked at the two people sitting in the living room with a shocked expression, drinking milk, eating sandwiches and omelettes, and reading books in their hands.

Then she subconsciously looked back at her panicked brothers and sweaty parents.

After a pause, she joined the duo in the living room, "Is there anything I can eat? I'm a little hungry."