Chapter 347 Life in the Burrow, Perspective
Coming out of the sea of consciousness, Harry kept thinking about the meaning of Aiden's words.
The Burrow was as cozy as ever, and the light in the kitchen was still on.
"Come on, let's go and let your aunt sigh that you have lost weight again."
Aiden smiled and opened the door for him.
Mrs. Molly was talking to Tonks, whose hair had turned gray-brown and whose face showed her depressed mood.
The clairvoyant saw through her inner distress at a glance, and Mrs. Molly also saw the two of them.
"Oh, dear!"
When Mrs. Molly saw Harry, the Weasley family's favorite son, she immediately rushed up to him and gave him a hug.
"Look at you, you've lost a lot of weight."
Aiden leaned back on the sofa, Crookshanks jumped into his arms, and Aiden stroked her fur.
As it was already past one in the morning, Ron and Hermione had already gone to bed, leaving only Mrs. Molly and Tonks in the living room.
Tonks saw Mrs. Molly preparing to get Harry some midnight snack, so she stood up and prepared to leave.
When she passed by Aiden, Aiden suddenly said,
"It will end well. He has you in his heart too."
"No reading my mind, and why doesn't Occlumency work on you." Tonks put her hands on her hips.
"Who knows." Aiden looked up and whistled.
Tonks flushed, her hair turned red, and she slammed the door and left.
"What's wrong with her?" Mrs. Molly, who was preparing meal in the kitchen, looked at Aiden curiously.
"My worries." Aiden blinked his left eye at her.
Mrs. Molly prepared onion soup and bagels for Harry, and Foaiden, who had been entrusted to Harry, also got a bowl.
Just at this moment, there was a noise outside the Burrow, and it seemed that Arthur was off work.
"Secret code!" Mrs. Molly shouted to the people outside through the door.
"Why can the plane fly in the sky? Reply to the code." Arthur's voice came from outside the house.
"Molly, little tremble." Mrs. Molly suddenly became shy.
Then she opened the door to Arthur and they embraced.
Aiden, who was standing next to them, shuddered when he saw the two of them like this.
"What are they doing?" Harry asked, moving closer to Aiden.
"And the code. Has everyone agreed on a code, as suggested by Rufus Skjelling?"
Aiden's words reminded Harry of the conversation they had outside Horace's house.
"That...."
"It's my uncle's nickname for my aunt. Just bear with it, although I always feel... eh~"
Aiden folded his hands over his arms and rubbed them vigorously.
Hideaway, who was standing next to him, waited for Harry all night and only flew out to find food after making sure that Harry was fine.
After having a good meal and a few drinks, Mrs. Molly began to settle Harry down.
"It just so happens that George and Fred have also moved out, so their room will be given to you temporarily."
Mrs. Molly used a charm to lift Harry's luggage and took him to George and Fred's room.
Just as Harry was about to follow, Aiden pressed a metal ball into his hand.
There are holes on the surface of the metal ball, and the outer layer is carved with beautiful patterns.
"What's this for?" Harry looked at the metal ball.
"Incense, calms the nerves and removes odors." Aiden spread out the newspaper, and it looked like he was not going to sleep.
Harry followed Mrs. Molly to the third floor out of curiosity.
When he opened the door, a smell of gunpowder rushed out of the room and hit Harry in the face.
"Well, just a little ventilation is enough."
Madam Molly waved her wand and used powerful sweeping to scrape off a layer of dust from the entire room.
Then he made Harry's bed, put his luggage away, and left.
Unfortunately, Harry took a deep breath and the wall was already pickled with gunpowder.
He lay down on the bed, took out the incense Aiden gave him, and fell asleep in the refreshing smell.
Unfortunately, Harry was woken up by Ron, Hermione and Ginny hitting him with pillows before he could fall asleep for long.
"Look, it's better not to sleep." Aiden, leaning against the door, spread his hands to him.
"Well, you're right."
Harry stayed up all night, but felt groggy after being woken up after only a few minutes of sleep.
But when he saw his long-lost friend, he still forced himself to break free from the confinement of the quilt.
"Oh, I stayed up all night last night. I'm going to rest now. You guys can chat."
Aiden waved to his cousins and turned away.
"You know, Aiden always gives me a feeling of..." Ron swallowed.
"He has a sense of prophecy. Maybe he has awakened some kind of prophetic bloodline?" Hermione was a little uncertain.
"No, there is no prophet in the Prewett family." Ginny rejected it.
Harry then told the three of them about how Aiden had taken him to recruit Horace.
At the same time, as the Weasley family's own son, Harry enjoyed the honor of having breakfast in bed.
Fleur brought breakfast up. She smiled at Harry and left, while Ron stared at her infatuatedly.
"Why is she here?"
Harry started to eat his breakfast, and raised his plate to signal to the three people, who shook their heads at the same time to refuse.
"She's engaged to Bill, but Mom doesn't seem to like her a little. She thinks she and Bill have known each other for too short a time and their personalities are not compatible," Ron explained.
"Tonks has been coming to our house quite often lately. Maybe Mum is hoping to bring her and Bill together and get rid of Fleur."
Ginny guessed, and Hermione nodded beside her.
"Do you all hate her?" Harry asked confused.
"She's too artificial," He Min commented sharply.
"She speaks in a shrill, sarcastic and pompous voice," Ginny also commented sharply.
"I think she's pretty good." Ron grinned.
"Pathetic guy." Hermione choked Ron.
"What does Harry think?" Ginny looked at Harry.
"I think she's pretty good. After all, she brought me breakfast, didn't she?" Harry raised the bread in his hand.
"Hmph." Ginny snorted coldly, and Hermione looked at Harry with a look of "How could you be such a person?"
"Uh-huh~!" came the sound of someone stretching.
A dragon woke up and came to Harry's bed smelling the breakfast.
It turned out that several people had been chatting here for an hour or so without realizing it.
Aiden, who was resting in the time rift, had slept enough.
Stealing one of Harry's breads and putting it in his mouth, Aiden began to chew.
"What about Aiden? What do you think? What do you think of Fleur?" Harry hurriedly diverted the blame.
"The Veela's abilities are a fatal attraction to men, but very repulsive to women.
Her charm doesn't work on me, so my opinion is that she is just an ordinary girl.
If Bill really loves her, I have no right to say anything, and the same goes for their breakup.
They are adults and should be responsible for their words and actions."
Aiden gave everyone present a lesson, hoping that they could look at and analyze things from a different perspective.
After all...they don't have much time left.
