Chapter 147 Harry Ron: Bitter, astringent 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 semester.

Miss Know-it-all is pretty good.

Looking at the entire Hogwarts, Andy could not find another little wizard who was so in tune with him.

Either way.

After sending the letter with his own owl, Andy thought about it and decided to visit the Burrow.

Riding on Kyle's newly bought broomstick, Andy found the direction, flew over Stoat Mountain, and landed in front of the Burrow.

The Burrow is an extremely weird house. It is at least four stories high and is built crookedly. It looks like six or seven houses stacked together.

"Hi! Good morning Mrs. Weasley."

The door to the Burrow was open, and Mrs. Weasley was the only one working in the living room on the first floor.

"Oh! Andy, dear, you haven't been here for a while." Mrs. Weasley seemed 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!"

Thump thump thump!

There was a sound of footsteps, and Ron showed his head at the top of the stairs. When he saw Andy, he smiled and said, "Hi! Andy, you have a busy life here."

"You know, I like to study!"

Andy spread his hands and said, "I was a guest at my grandfather's house some time ago."

Mrs. Weasley interrupted after hearing this, "Ron, you should really learn from Andy. Don't think that you can do nothing during the holidays."

Ron smiled bitterly.

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!"

When he mentioned this, Harry 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 stuck a piece of cake in my house." It hit Mrs Mason's head and the Ministry of Magic thought it was me."

"House elf?"

Andy looked surprised, "Whose family does it belong to? It's impossible for a house elf to have no master."

Ron solved the case directly, "It must have been Malfoy."

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 instructions."

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?

This is not in keeping with 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 misunderstood.

Ron's room was located at the top of the Burrow, just below the ghoul's attic. There was a sign on the door that said 'Ron's Room'.

The walls and sloping ceiling of the room were covered with Charlie Cannon posters, and even the sheets were printed with the Charlie Cannon logo.

That was Ron's idol.

"A bit small." Ron said shyly.

"Very unique." Andy didn't know what to say.

Harry felt that everything here was full of surprises, "I think it's great here."

Harry even began to daydream about whether he could live directly at the Burrow during the summer vacation next semester.

He can be responsible for his own living expenses.

"Ahem!"

Ron coughed slightly and asked shyly: "Andy, have you finished your summer homework?"

"summer homework?"

Andy was stunned, "I didn't write a word!"

Harry turned and looked over.

He has already finished half of his summer homework. As a top student, how could Andy not do his homework?

"I forgot!"

Andy said with a grimace: "After the vacation, I have been practicing magic or reading some magic books. I forgot that we still have summer vacation homework."

Ron looked at Andy sympathetically.

They have a lot of summer homework, and there are less than twenty days left before the start of school. Andy will probably have to spend a lot of time catching up on 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.

"Alas! It seems I can only borrow Hermione's homework to copy."

Andy sighed and said rather helplessly: "I have to write a letter to Hermione when I get back and see if I can get her to help me with my homework. I'm too lazy to write."

Harry, Ron: "..."

What's going on with this bitter, astringent, and sour feeling?

Why don't we in Gryffindor have such classmates?

"By the way, Andy, you said you've been practicing magic?"

Harry discovered a blind spot, "Can't little wizards perform magic outside of school?"

Ron also looked at Andy with curiosity.

Andy shrugged, "I have connections at the Ministry of Magic."

With that said, Andy pulled out his wand and without chanting a spell, Harry and Ron flew up.

Putting the two down, Andy smiled and said: "I have been practicing silent spellcasting during this vacation, and now I can cast most of the magic silently."

Harry looked envious.

Dobby casts spells in his home, which results in him being warned once by a letter from the Ministry of Magic. Andy cast spells randomly, but nothing happened.

Ron was relieved.

Fortunately, his father has 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 stood up to leave near noon.

"Let's have lunch at my house before we leave. We can also 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 is not willing to help me with my homework, I won't have much time left."

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 was having a hard time this morning.

But there is no way, the network must 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 to you," Harry said.

"The same to you."

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!"