Chapter 147 Harry Ron: Bitter, Astringent, and Sour
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Qi Shui Ping Gai
Chapter 147 Harry Ron: Bitter, bitter and sour
After returning to the room, the first thing Andy did was to write a letter to Hermione, agreeing to go to Diagon Alley together in three days to buy textbooks for the next semester.
Miss Know-it-all is pretty good.
Throughout Hogwarts, Andy couldn't find another little wizard who could match him so well.
Either way.
After sending the letter with his own owl, Andy decided to visit the Burrow after thinking about it.
Riding on Kyle's newly bought broomstick, Andy checked the direction, flew over the Ferret Mountain, and landed in front of the Burrow.
The Burrow was an extremely weird house. It was at least four stories high and was built crookedly. It looked like six or seven houses piled up together.
"Hi! Good morning, Mrs. Weasley."
The Burrow door was open, and Mrs. Weasley was alone in the living room on the first floor.
"Oh! Andy, dear, you haven't been here for a while." Mrs. Weasley looked very enthusiastic, and gave Andy a suffocating hug.
"Where are Ron and Harry?" Andy struggled to ask.
"Ron—"
Mrs. Weasley shouted upstairs: "Andy is here, come down here quickly!"
Deng Deng Deng!
There was a sound of footsteps, and Ron showed his head at the stairs. After seeing Andy, he smiled and said, "Hi! Andy, you have a busy day."
"You know, I like to study!"
Andy spread his hands and said, "I went to my grandfather's house as a guest some time ago."
Mrs. Weasley interjected, "Ron, you should really learn from Andy. Don't think that you can do nothing when you are on vacation."
Ron grinned wryly.
Harry ran downstairs and gave Andy a warm hug, "Andy, long time no see."
Andy patted Harry and said, "I thought you had disappeared recently. I haven't seen your reply during this time."
"terribly sorry!"
As soon as Harry mentioned this, he couldn't hold back his anger, "All the letters you wrote to me were intercepted by a house elf. It also cast a spell in my house and kept a piece of cake in the Mason's head, the Ministry of Magic thought I did it."
"House-elf?"
Andy looked surprised, "Whose family is it? It's impossible for a house elf to have no owner."
Ron solved the case directly, "Malfoy must have done it."
Andy thought for a while, and rarely agreed with Ron's guess, "I think so. It is impossible for a house elf to do such a thing without the master's order."
The one who can do such a thing must be Malfoy.
"It said its name was Dobby, and it intercepted the letters just to prevent me from going to Hogwarts."
Harry looked indignant, "But that's impossible, I belong there."
Andy frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
Why did the house elf named Dobby appear in front of Harry?Even if it appeared, why would it reveal its purpose?
That's not exactly the house-elf code of conduct.
Ron invited: "Andy, do you want to come to my room to play?"
Andy: "..."
If you say that, it will be misleading.
Ron's room is at the very top of the Burrow, just below the Ghoul's loft, and there is a sign on the door that says 'Ron's Room'.
The walls of the room and the sloping ceiling are covered with posters of the Charlie Cannons, and even the bed sheets are printed with the Charlie Cannons logo.
That was Ron's idol.
"It's a little small." Ron said shyly.
"Very distinctive." Andy didn't know what to say.
Harry felt that everything here was full of surprises, "I think it's wonderful here."
Harry even began to fantasize about whether he could live in the Burrow directly during the next summer vacation.
He is responsible for his own living expenses.
"Cough cough!"
Ron coughed lightly, and asked a little shyly, "Andy, have you finished your summer homework?"
"summer homework?"
Andy was dumbfounded, "I didn't write a single word!"
Harry turned to look over.
He has already finished half of his summer homework. As a good student, how could Andy not do his homework?
"I forgot!"
Andy said with a bitter face: "After the holidays, I have been practicing magic or reading some magic books. I forgot that we still have summer homework."
Ron looked at Andy sympathetically.
They have a lot of summer homework, and now there are less than 20 days left before the start of school, and Andy may have to spend a lot of time to make up homework.
Harry hesitated to speak.
He wanted to lend his homework to Andy, but he was worried that a good student like Andy would not appreciate his homework.
"Hey! It seems that I can only borrow Hermione's homework to copy."
Andy sighed, and said with some helplessness: "I have to write a letter to Hermione when I get back, and see if I can ask her to help me with my homework. I'm too lazy to write."
Harry, Ron: "..."
What is this bitter, astringent and sour feeling?
Why don't we Gryffindors have such classmates?
"By the way, Andy, you said you've been practicing magic?"
Harry discovered the blind spot, "Aren't little wizards unable to perform magic outside of school?"
Ron also looked at Andy with curiosity.
Andy shrugged. "I have connections at the Ministry of Magic."
Saying that, Andy drew out his wand without chanting a spell, and Harry and Ron flew up together.
Putting the two down, Andy smiled and said, "I've been practicing silent spellcasting during this holiday, and now I can cast most of the magic silently."
Harry looked envious.
Dobby casts a spell in his house, and he gets a warning from the Ministry of Magic.Andy cast spells at will, but nothing happened.
Ron was relieved.
Fortunately, his father had nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic, otherwise he would have to practice magic this summer.
After chatting with Harry and Ron for a while, Andy got up to say goodbye around noon.
"Let's go after lunch at my house, we can play Quidditch together in the afternoon." Ron invited.
"Don't forget, I still have a lot of summer homework."
Andy pretended to be helpless and said, "If Hermione doesn't want to help me with my homework, I won't have much time."
It's not that Andy is being pretentious, it's actually that Andy and them really have no common language.It was really difficult for Andy to be interested in the topics that Harry and Ron talked about.
But when chatting with others, Andy can't just say a word, right?
Andy had a hard time this morning.
But there is no way, the network has to be maintained.
Although people are independent individuals, they cannot survive alone without the collective.
Andy was used to this kind of thing in his previous life.
"Well, good luck," said Harry.
"You too."
Andy reminded: "House elves are very persistent creatures. If Dobby's purpose is to prevent you from returning to Hogwarts, then it will never give up easily."
"be careful!"
After returning to the room, the first thing Andy did was to write a letter to Hermione, agreeing to go to Diagon Alley together in three days to buy textbooks for the next semester.
Miss Know-it-all is pretty good.
Throughout Hogwarts, Andy couldn't find another little wizard who could match him so well.
Either way.
After sending the letter with his own owl, Andy decided to visit the Burrow after thinking about it.
Riding on Kyle's newly bought broomstick, Andy checked the direction, flew over the Ferret Mountain, and landed in front of the Burrow.
The Burrow was an extremely weird house. It was at least four stories high and was built crookedly. It looked like six or seven houses piled up together.
"Hi! Good morning, Mrs. Weasley."
The Burrow door was open, and Mrs. Weasley was alone in the living room on the first floor.
"Oh! Andy, dear, you haven't been here for a while." Mrs. Weasley looked very enthusiastic, and gave Andy a suffocating hug.
"Where are Ron and Harry?" Andy struggled to ask.
"Ron—"
Mrs. Weasley shouted upstairs: "Andy is here, come down here quickly!"
Deng Deng Deng!
There was a sound of footsteps, and Ron showed his head at the stairs. After seeing Andy, he smiled and said, "Hi! Andy, you have a busy day."
"You know, I like to study!"
Andy spread his hands and said, "I went to my grandfather's house as a guest some time ago."
Mrs. Weasley interjected, "Ron, you should really learn from Andy. Don't think that you can do nothing when you are on vacation."
Ron grinned wryly.
Harry ran downstairs and gave Andy a warm hug, "Andy, long time no see."
Andy patted Harry and said, "I thought you had disappeared recently. I haven't seen your reply during this time."
"terribly sorry!"
As soon as Harry mentioned this, he couldn't hold back his anger, "All the letters you wrote to me were intercepted by a house elf. It also cast a spell in my house and kept a piece of cake in the Mason's head, the Ministry of Magic thought I did it."
"House-elf?"
Andy looked surprised, "Whose family is it? It's impossible for a house elf to have no owner."
Ron solved the case directly, "Malfoy must have done it."
Andy thought for a while, and rarely agreed with Ron's guess, "I think so. It is impossible for a house elf to do such a thing without the master's order."
The one who can do such a thing must be Malfoy.
"It said its name was Dobby, and it intercepted the letters just to prevent me from going to Hogwarts."
Harry looked indignant, "But that's impossible, I belong there."
Andy frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
Why did the house elf named Dobby appear in front of Harry?Even if it appeared, why would it reveal its purpose?
That's not exactly the house-elf code of conduct.
Ron invited: "Andy, do you want to come to my room to play?"
Andy: "..."
If you say that, it will be misleading.
Ron's room is at the very top of the Burrow, just below the Ghoul's loft, and there is a sign on the door that says 'Ron's Room'.
The walls of the room and the sloping ceiling are covered with posters of the Charlie Cannons, and even the bed sheets are printed with the Charlie Cannons logo.
That was Ron's idol.
"It's a little small." Ron said shyly.
"Very distinctive." Andy didn't know what to say.
Harry felt that everything here was full of surprises, "I think it's wonderful here."
Harry even began to fantasize about whether he could live in the Burrow directly during the next summer vacation.
He is responsible for his own living expenses.
"Cough cough!"
Ron coughed lightly, and asked a little shyly, "Andy, have you finished your summer homework?"
"summer homework?"
Andy was dumbfounded, "I didn't write a single word!"
Harry turned to look over.
He has already finished half of his summer homework. As a good student, how could Andy not do his homework?
"I forgot!"
Andy said with a bitter face: "After the holidays, I have been practicing magic or reading some magic books. I forgot that we still have summer homework."
Ron looked at Andy sympathetically.
They have a lot of summer homework, and now there are less than 20 days left before the start of school, and Andy may have to spend a lot of time to make up homework.
Harry hesitated to speak.
He wanted to lend his homework to Andy, but he was worried that a good student like Andy would not appreciate his homework.
"Hey! It seems that I can only borrow Hermione's homework to copy."
Andy sighed, and said with some helplessness: "I have to write a letter to Hermione when I get back, and see if I can ask her to help me with my homework. I'm too lazy to write."
Harry, Ron: "..."
What is this bitter, astringent and sour feeling?
Why don't we Gryffindors have such classmates?
"By the way, Andy, you said you've been practicing magic?"
Harry discovered the blind spot, "Aren't little wizards unable to perform magic outside of school?"
Ron also looked at Andy with curiosity.
Andy shrugged. "I have connections at the Ministry of Magic."
Saying that, Andy drew out his wand without chanting a spell, and Harry and Ron flew up together.
Putting the two down, Andy smiled and said, "I've been practicing silent spellcasting during this holiday, and now I can cast most of the magic silently."
Harry looked envious.
Dobby casts a spell in his house, and he gets a warning from the Ministry of Magic.Andy cast spells at will, but nothing happened.
Ron was relieved.
Fortunately, his father had nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic, otherwise he would have to practice magic this summer.
After chatting with Harry and Ron for a while, Andy got up to say goodbye around noon.
"Let's go after lunch at my house, we can play Quidditch together in the afternoon." Ron invited.
"Don't forget, I still have a lot of summer homework."
Andy pretended to be helpless and said, "If Hermione doesn't want to help me with my homework, I won't have much time."
It's not that Andy is being pretentious, it's actually that Andy and them really have no common language.It was really difficult for Andy to be interested in the topics that Harry and Ron talked about.
But when chatting with others, Andy can't just say a word, right?
Andy had a hard time this morning.
But there is no way, the network has to be maintained.
Although people are independent individuals, they cannot survive alone without the collective.
Andy was used to this kind of thing in his previous life.
"Well, good luck," said Harry.
"You too."
Andy reminded: "House elves are very persistent creatures. If Dobby's purpose is to prevent you from returning to Hogwarts, then it will never give up easily."
"be careful!"
