A Magical Hogwarts

The three chatted for a while, and suddenly an object flew in from the window and hit Fred's head.

It was two goblins, bound together by a vine.

Goblins, also known as garden goblins, are magical creatures.

Goblins are one of the few creatures Muggles have ever seen, and Muggles make a kind of statue that looks like a little Santa Claus with a fishing rod.

But goblins are much uglier, they can be up to a foot tall, and they have a brown body with a large, disproportionate head that looks like a potato with legs.

Strictly speaking, a goblin is a magical creature that is harmful to wizards.

They live in subterranean burrows known as "goblin caves" and dig there, eating the roots of plants and leaving the ground covered in small mounds and pits.

William has also seen waves of goblins in the yard since moving into his house, and once found them stealing yard grapes.

William put some repellent with sable hair on it, and the goblins didn't dare to come.

Tupa mink is the natural enemy of goblins.

Fred held out two goblins with outstretched arms, kicking and kicking at him with their little calloused feet. He grabbed the goblin's ankles and lifted them upside down.

"Let us go!"

"You despicable fellow, have the ability to fight me one-on-one!"

The goblin kept shouting and started waving his arms in large circles like a lasso.

Fred had just been hit in the head by a goblin who also bit him.

He flicked it lightly and threw it out the window.

The three were lying on the window, and it turned out to be Hermione, Annie, and Ginny.

They were playing in the garden and Annie was teaching Ginny golf.

She got a fishing net out of nowhere, wrapped it around a stick, and wrapped the goblin in the net.

The goblins have low IQs, they all ran out of the hole, watched their companions get kicked out, and then pointed and laughed.

Annie swung the stick, and the goblin ran along the grass, hitting two goblins who were watching the joke, and rolled them into the cave with them.

"Beautiful! Hole in one.'" Annie waved.

Ginny was happily entangled next to her. She didn't know when she had become Annie's little fan girl.

As for Hermione... that is an existence that Annie can't subdue. She is generally regarded as a class enemy and carries out a comprehensive attack.

The three of them kept swinging their sticks, and they soon beat out all the goblins in the garden.

Before long, the group of goblins returned, carrying twigs and luggage, and walked away in a sparse procession.

When he was leaving, he was still swearing.

"They'll come back," Fred said.

"Dad is too lenient with the goblins. The potatoes in the field were all eaten last time."

At this moment, a window on the second floor opened, and a face stuck out from inside, wearing glasses with horns and an impatient expression.

"Hey, can you be quiet!" Percy said dissatisfiedly, "Fred you two..."

When he realized that it was not Fred and George, he shut up at the speed of light and greeted his sister, Annie and Hermione awkwardly.

Fred turned his head and said angrily, "Percy, can you not doubt us about everything!"

"Hello, Percy." William waved his hand.

"Oh, hello, William." Percy ignored Fred awkwardly.

"You know, I'm studying here."

Percy closed the window again.

"What's wrong with Percy?" William asked. "Is the O.w.Ls exam not doing well?"

"No, he got his test results yesterday, twelve certificates, but he didn't see how proud he was." George shrugged, "Percy has been abnormal recently."

O.w.Ls stands for the Ordinary Wizarding Level Exam. Although it is not all O, the twelve certificates already belong to the super academic level.

Percy is likely to become the Weasleys' second boys' student body president after Bill.

William seemed to know why Percy was unhappy.

He remembered the last Quidditch match, senior Penello and a few Gryffindor students, betting on who would win.

In the end, Ravenclaw defeated Slytherin to enter the final. It seems that there is Percy in it. He lost all his pocket money and owed some money.

No wonder he was unhappy.

Mr. Weasley returned shortly after, and everyone went to the kitchen to eat.

Mr. Weasley slumped tiredly on the kitchen chair, took off his glasses, and closed his eyes.

He was wearing a green robe and looked very dusty.

"Do you still have to work overtime at night?" Mrs. Weasley asked while carrying the dishes.

"Working overtime, it's probably another night!" he muttered, reaching for the teapot.

"It is estimated that there will be nine raids at night. I've been staring at that old guy Mundungus Fletcher for a long time..." Mr. Weasley took a sip of tea and sighed with relief.

"There's no need to work so hard, Dad," George cared. "Ginny's textbooks and all kinds of daily necessities are all included, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes, we don't need you to be responsible." Fred nodded.

Ron sat next to him, unhappily eating sausages.

Why can Ginny's things be round and nothing to do with him?

"Oh, you two are so sweet." Mrs. Weasley stroked the twins' hair. "It's too long, isn't it? I'll cut it for you tonight?"

The two shook their heads hastily.

"William, in a while, help me see my car. The stealth aspect is not very easy to use, but I can't find the problem."

Mr. Weasley whispered while Mrs. Weasley was making soup.

"Car—car, seems to hear a car? Arthur, dear?"

Mrs Weasley, with fire in her eyes, strode in. "What do you want to do again?"

"I can't drive it, I just want to take it apart and see what's inside." Mr. Weasley quickly waved his hand and explained, "It's purely a hobby, Molly, I'm just interested, you can't take it away!"

Mrs Weasley glared at him.

After dinner, under Mrs. Weasley's watch, Mr. Weasley hurried away again.

The twins took William to a carport to inspect the car.

It was a turquoise Ford Anglia 105E luxury car, introduced in 1959 and now long out of production.

I don't know where Mr. Weasley got it from.

And the whole car has been completely modified by magic~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The outside is still a normal car, but the inside is extremely spacious.

"My mom didn't know my dad cast the Traceless Stretching Charm, and thought it was a Muggle craft," Fred said proudly.

"I still feel like this car is too small, though, doesn't it?" Ron finally chimed in.

"I heard that a good car depends on the space. There is not much space, and they are all ordinary cars." He commented seriously.

William smiled and patted Ron on the shoulder.

"That's right, Ron, thanks for the van thinking."

Wuling Hongguang knew the news, and it was estimated that his face would be wrinkled with laughter.

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