Extra Ron Chapter
Extra - Ron
The south side of Diagon Alley.
It is also a quiet and deep alley behind Gringotts.
There is not much commercial atmosphere here, or it can be said that this is the real shopping mall of Diagon Alley.
Because the industries opened here are the economic lifeline of the entire British wizarding world.
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Opposite the L.A.A. Publishing House, a three-story building that was once abandoned is now full of new vitality.
From a distance, this is a Baroque classical revival building with a towering spire and complex reliefs on the walls.
The colored glass windows also show a gorgeous visual effect in the first ray of sunlight in the morning.
However, such a building that looks quiet from the outside is bustling inside.
This is the off-campus branch of the "Hogwarts Past" magazine.
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Second floor, printing department.
Stacks of neatly bundled magazines that smell of ink are almost all over the floor.
Ron, wearing a decent robe, picked up a freshly printed magazine and flipped through it.
As the head of this branch, he was very clear about the news value of yesterday's Christmas dinner, so after the midnight dinner, he ran back to work as soon as possible despite his wife Lavender's objection.
He had to publish a special edition magazine before the Daily Prophet.
Looking at the newly printed magazine in his hand, Ron couldn't help but smile.
The magazine and his colleagues worked all night and now handed in a relatively perfect answer sheet.
After work, there is only life left.
As the youngest son of the Weasley family, Ron knew that he was not as good as his brothers.
And the youngest son who should have been the most favored, because of the trick of fate, his family welcomed his sister Ginny, the only daughter of the Weasley family.
Ron never envied his sister's favor because he cared about Ginny too.
But what really made him uncomfortable was that he was always ignored by his family.
Fortunately, all this has passed, from graduation to work, and then to marriage.
Along the way, many things that were once difficult to let go, are now gradually understood.
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Nine o'clock in the morning.
After explaining all the follow-up matters, Ron picked up his coat and walked out of the magazine without looking back.
Walking in the familiar Diagon Alley.
Although it was still morning, the whole street was already busy because it was Christmas holiday.
On the street, all the shops opened their doors early, and the windows were filled with a variety of goods.
"Today's special price is dragon liver, 7 Sickles per ounce..."
"The new automatic stirring crucible, the youngest potion master, Ms. Granger said it was good..."
"Twenty-foot video mirror, a must-have for home, clear picture quality..."
Listening to the lively and noisy sounds around him, Ron walked straight into the Weasley Joke Shop.
Speaking of this, he couldn't understand why George and Fred still wanted to run a joke shop when they could have lived a carefree life with dividends.
Open the door.
The joke shop was a little quiet in the morning, but Ron knew how popular it would be if it was a normal holiday.
The coldness nowadays is only because of the Goblet of Fire tournament, all the students of Hogwarts chose to stay in school.
Ron bought ten gifts in the polite and warm reception of the clerk.
Even though he had a decent job, it still hurt him to buy so many things at one time.
Whenever he thought of this, he felt that fate was unfair. Whenever there was a family gathering, he always had to buy ten gifts for each person.
Although he lamented the injustice, Ron still did not forget to buy a whole bucket of chocolate ice cream when he walked out of the joke shop and passed by Florin Fosco's ice cream shop.
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England, Devon, Ottery St. Catchpole's exterior.
A crooked red house, estimated to be several stories high.
There are four or five chimneys on the roof, and the whole building looks like a young child who built it with building blocks.
But such a funny house cannot be ignored by many people in the magic world, because it belongs to the Weasleys, the most populous pure-blood family in England.
The famous Burrow.
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The second day of the Christmas holiday.
Although her hair has turned a little gray, Mrs. Weasley still got up early.
With Bill graduating from Hogwarts and going to Egypt to work, the once lively Burrow has become deserted.
After Bill, it was Charlie, then Percy... About every few years, this lively home will have one less person.
Perhaps to outsiders, this is just the norm of life, after all, young eagles always have to fly away from the nest.
But as a mother, Mrs. Weasley doesn't like this feeling.
Watching the children leave one by one, watching the Burrow, which was once a happy family, gradually become deserted, this feeling is really uncomfortable.
But today is different.
Unlike in the past, when facing the empty Burrow today, Mrs. Weasley is not as depressed as before, and her face is always filled with a happy smile.
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Eight thirty in the morning.
With the arrival of Bill and his wife Fleur, and their three lively children.
The whole Burrow seems to have regained vitality.
A long-lost laughter came from the room, and even the goblins in the vegetable garden quietly poked their heads out.
In the attic, the old ghoul began to knock on the chimney again, making a "ding ding" sound, as if to express his welcome.
Eight forty-five.
The arrival of Charlie's family made the fun even more exciting.
George, Fred, Percy, Ginny and Harry, and Lavender alone...
Except for Ron, the Weasley family has gathered 25 people.
Watching the children making trouble in the room, Mrs. Weasley did not treat her grandson like her sons.
Whether she knocked over a teacup or pushed over a chair, she always looked at these energetic little guys with a peaceful and happy smile.
On the side, although Arthur was a little old, he was still keen on discussing everything about Muggles.
He was very happy today, not only because he received the Muggle remote control car from Harry, but also because he saw relief and relaxation in Harry's eyes.
It was like a person who had been trapped for a long time, finally walked out of the forbidden maze.
Arthur was happier than anyone else about this.
"Let's have a good drink tonight, don't leave! The house is big enough for you to live in."
Arthur's proposal was agreed by everyone.
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In the midst of the merriment, the door of the Burrow was pushed open again.
"Uncle Ron..."
"Gifts..."
"Ice cream..."
Unlike the adults in the conversation, the children immediately noticed Ron carrying a lot of bags.
"Oh wow! Little Ron is finally generous for once." Fred looked at Ron teasingly.
Fred's teasing also successfully attracted the scolding eyes of his wife Angelina, but he didn't care about it at all, instead he looked at the joke props with interest.
At just one glance, he saw that what Ron bought was the products of his and George's joke shop.
Fever candy, headless hat, magic wand, edible dark mark, and even some blood-breaking beans that looked scary but were actually interesting.
"I've always been generous, unlike you two, who asked me for money for a two-knut bunch of fireworks."
Ron fought back mercilessly, and handed the gift to Bill's eldest son, who was also the oldest of the children.
"Go ahead and share these with your brothers and sisters." Ron said, patting the little guy on the head.
"Ron, you're late!"
Mrs. Weasley, who had been silent, also frowned at this moment, which was completely different from the look she had just given her grandchildren.
Ron subconsciously shrank his head in a timid manner when he saw the familiar look and tone.
When he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, he found that everyone was looking at him with amusement, and the sound of shutters rang out in the room.
"Keep this photo well, and let my unborn nephew see how "brave" his father is."
George said, and handed the three-inch photo in his hand to Lavender.
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It seems that when George and Fred are together, they can always fill the surrounding atmosphere with joy.
Amidst the noise and laughter, Mrs. Weasley has already started preparing lunch for the whole family.
White smoke slowly rises through the chimney on the roof.
On the wilderness of Devonshire.
A red house, under the blue sky, seems a little lonely.
However.
As the door was opened and a large group of children walked out, the trace of loneliness quietly disappeared.
"Take your sticks, grandma asked us to go to the garden to fight gnomes..."
