Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 265 Weasley’s Magic Items

Tiera was sent to the Weasley family's Burrow on Friday morning, but before being sent to the Burrow, Dumbledore confiscated nearly 90% of Tiera's "little toys" and only gave them to Tiera.

He left behind a miniature "Amitabha Gatling" that could fit into the groove of his right arm, a music box that could eat records and request songs based on Tiera's voice requests, and one that could only release the flash spell.

And a large staff that increases the strength of the holder, a pair of glasses with telescopic magnifying glass and motion capture function, a bat-shaped dart that can fly back after flying out, and a dart that can emit green light and turn the green light into

There were rings of various shapes, a useless trident, and Thor's Hammer, which was too heavy for Dumbledore to carry and couldn't be moved away with magic.

"I just confiscated it," Dumbledore said, "I will return it to you when you grow up. These things are too dangerous for you."

"But I made these." Tiera said, "They are like my children to me. How can you be willing to take the children away from their mother?"

"Correction, these are my materials." Nick Flamel said next to him, "I said you can take a few pieces to practice on your own, I am not asking you to empty half of my warehouse."

"I agree with Dumbledore's decision to confiscate." Nick Flamel added, "So you have no room to refute here, so just leave quickly. If you leave slowly, don't send it away. Don't come next time."

When Tiera arrived at Weasley's house, it happened to be the busiest time for them -

The Weasley family just borrowed Harry from the Dursleys.

"Then Harry." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I will leave little Tiera to you."

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore patted Tiera on the shoulder, and then disappeared directly——

"Tiera!" Harry came up and gave Tiera a big hug, then took Tiera's right arm and looked left and right -

"Your hand..." Harry asked hesitantly.

"It's completely fine." Tiera said with a smile, then raised her mechanical right arm and waved it, moving her flexible fingers, "Dumbledore asked Nicoléme to help me refine a right arm.

"

"Nicholas Flamel!?" Hermione, who was following behind, exclaimed, "That alchemist? Did you go to Paris to see Nico Flamel?"

"Uh-huh." Tiera replied, "Not only that, I also studied with him for a while!"

"Have you learned alchemy?" Harry asked excitedly, "Can you also refine the Sorcerer's Stone?"

"Of course... no." Tiera rolled her eyes helplessly, "Please, I just studied for a summer vacation, how can I possibly refine the magic stone, which is at the pinnacle of alchemy?"

"But didn't you start reading "Introduction to Alchemy" in first grade?" Hermione suddenly interrupted.

"..." Tiera rolled her eyes at Hermione, and then said, "You have a really good memory."

"That is." Hermione raised her head proudly.

"Well, even if I studied alchemy for three years, I still wouldn't be able to refine the magic stone." Tiera said, "Nicolème only successfully refined it when he was forty-five years old.

,but……"

Tiera smiled mysteriously and was about to speak——

"Oh my God, I just heard Tiera's voice." A strong mezzo-soprano voice came from the kitchen, and then an orange figure came out of the kitchen.

"Oh, my God, it's really Tiera." The orange figure...or Mrs. Weasley walked towards Tiera with strong strides and opened her arms happily.

"Oh, poor child." Mrs. Weasley hugged Tiera, and then kissed Tiera hard on the forehead.

"How's it going? My child, is everything okay?" Mrs. Weasley asked with concern, "We have all heard about you. Arthur and I are deeply sorry for what happened to you."

"Come on, Ron, take Tiera and Harry to your room." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, pushing Tiera towards the stairs, "You can stay here as long as you want.

, not just this summer vacation, I welcome you to come to the Burrow every summer vacation in the future."

"Well...thank you...thank you, Mrs. Weasley..." Tiera said shyly.

"You're welcome, kid." Mrs. Weasley pushed Tiera up the stairs again, and watched as he walked up the stairs -

Mrs. Weasley turned around, changed her face, and walked back to the kitchen with a stronger step——

"George Weasley! Fred Weasley! And you! Arthur Weasley! Tell me clearly what they did!" Mrs. Weasley's roaring voice came from the first floor.

, Tiera, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, who had already reached the third floor, looked at each other and immediately accelerated their pace upstairs.

"Fred and George secretly gave Dudley some prank candies that made his tongue swell." Harry leaned into Tiera's ear and whispered on the way upstairs, "Of course, they didn't mean it...

No, no, no, it should be said that they didn't give it to them on their own initiative... they just 'accidentally' dropped it on the ground... It's all because Dudley was too greedy and picked it up and ate it himself."

"That scene must be fun." Tiera said with a smile.

"How fun!" Harry couldn't help laughing, "You didn't see what Dudley looked like at that time!"

"But that's still against the law!" Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry and said, "It's reasonable for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley to be angry. You'd better not do this in the future."

Ron and Harry looked at each other and made faces at Hermione.

"By the way, what is Weasley's Wizard Wheeze?" Harry asked as they went upstairs.

"When Mom was cleaning Fred and George's room, she found the stack of order sheets." Ron whispered, "It was a long price list with several pages of gadgets they invented. The funny thing is,

...You know, fake wands, magic candies, a whole bunch of stuff, I'd say it's pretty cool, I never knew they were inventing..."

"For a long time, we always heard explosions in their rooms, but we never thought they were actually making things," Ginny continued. "We thought they just liked the noise."

"But most of those things... Well, actually all of them, all of them are a bit dangerous." Ron said, "You know, they plan to take these things to Hogwarts and sell them to make a fortune. Money... But when my mother heard about it, she went crazy. She warned them not to do this kind of thing again, and burned all their order sheets... She was always angry with them, and their grades were also bad. Let her down."

"It was a big fight that time," Ginny said. "Mum wanted them to work in the Ministry of Magic, like Dad, but George and Fred told Mum they just wanted to open a joke shop."

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