Harry Potter Raven's Claw

"You're talking about the Weasley family, right? Of course I know. Also, do you want chocolate? Just add four Silver Sickles and you'll..."

Before the conductor could finish speaking, Mike walked up to the second floor of the Knight Bus, leaving the conductor alone standing there at a loss.

There are several single beds on the second floor of the Knight Bus, and a few hemp ropes placed on the beds. These should be the seat belts in the wizarding world. They are really crude.

Mike called the conductor up, collected pillows from other empty beds and put them on his back, then asked him to help tie Mike firmly to the bed, and then ordered the driver to drive.

There was another deafening bang, and the Knight Bus started.

Mike only felt a strong pushing force coming from behind, and the scenery outside the window turned into a stream of light and flew backwards. The speed of this magic car is really incredible. Compared with it, the flying car modified by Mr. Weasley

It's just rubbish.

When the sky gradually darkened, the Knight Bus finally arrived at its destination, the Burrow.

Mike was helped out of the car by the conductor. The way the driver drove was really wild. Drifting and other things were all normal operations. Have you ever seen it turn directly at a right angle on the spot? This magic car was obviously cast with space magic.

There is no need to worry about obstacles, but the driver still drives like a shi.

Mike swore that he would never take the Knight Bus again and would just sit on the Fireplace. This experience was really terrible.

Suppressing the nausea in his stomach, Mike looked up and saw a four-story-high, crooked and extremely unscientific small building.

The Weasley family's Burrow looks magical to Muggles and fits their impression of a wizard's residence, but in the eyes of wizards, it is an extremely poor house.

Wizards are also human beings, and their aesthetics are not much different from those of normal Muggles. They also like gorgeously decorated villas and classical and luxurious manors. Therefore, a real wizard's residence should be like Professor Flitwick and Malfoy Manor.

It looks no different from ordinary Muggle buildings on the outside, but there is something going on inside.

Just as Mike was looking at the Burrow, a red-haired little girl poked her head out of the door. When she saw Mike standing outside the house, she quickly shrank back. Not long after, the Weasley brothers and Franklin left.

come out.

"Mike, why are you here at this time?" George opened his arms and hugged Mike and said, "Where's Errol? Why haven't you seen him come back?"

After hugging everyone who came to greet him one by one, Mike explained: "You are talking about the old owl that is almost losing its fur? I left it to rest at Professor Flitwick's house. You guys are really

Hey, if you use such an old owl to deliver letters, aren't you afraid that it will die from exhaustion on the road? You earned..."

Before Mike could finish his words, George on the side covered his mouth with his hand.

He glanced nervously in the direction of the Burrow, and when he saw no one noticed, he took a breath and raised his index finger to his mouth to make a silent gesture.

As soon as Mike saw him like this, he knew that the Weasley brothers must not have told the Weasleys honestly about their partnership to make money, or at least concealed the amount of money they made. Of course, Mike also understood their approach, and with Weasley

Mrs. Sly's temper knew that they would definitely confiscate all the nearly six thousand gold galleons they had earned in just one year, so she nodded at George.

George then let go of his hand covering Mike's mouth, and wanted to say something to Mike, but saw Mike make an OK gesture towards them and then walk towards the Burrow, so he had to lead everyone to follow.

As soon as he entered the Burrow, the smell of grilled sausages hit the floor. Mrs. Weasley was waving her wand in front of the stove. Pots, pans and other kitchen utensils were flying in the air, and the sausages were grilled on both sides.

Browned, it automatically floats into the dinner plate that has been prepared aside.

After grilling the last sausage, Mrs. Weasley noticed Mike.

He wiped his hands on his apron and said with a smile: "You are Mike, come on, sit down quickly. George and Fred have told me about your business. You have earned 200 gold galleons in one semester. It's really

That's amazing. Please invite that kid named Dolphin over as a guest sometime. I know about the Carlo family, it's so pitiful."

After hearing Mrs. Weasley's words, Mike couldn't help but secretly chuckle, 6000 gold galleons was said to be 200 gold galleons. The Weasley brothers also treated their own mother like this.

He despised the Weasley brothers in his heart but kept his expression on his face, and replied with a smile: "You are ridiculous, it is only because of George and Fred that we can make money. By the way, I am here to pay you back this time.

I brought a gift and almost forgot about it.”

As he spoke, Mike took out one gift after another from the bag of the Seamless Stretching Charm. Mrs. Weasley originally wanted to be polite, but as Mike took out more and more things, some of which she had not seen.

After passing something, attention is drawn to the gift.

Not only her, but everyone in the room gathered around them without knowing it. Even the little red-haired girl who was hiding on the second floor and secretly watching them was lured down.

"Here, here are recipes from all over the world for you. I think you will definitely like them.

This is for you, Franklin, the latest Gameboy handheld console and the 20 accompanying cassettes, not bad.

This is for you, Ginny. It's a sterling silver hairpin, don't be shy, come and get it, look, there are beads on it, here you go..."

Looking at the remaining remote-controlled cars on the ground, Mike remembered that there seemed to be someone missing here, and asked, "Where is Mr. Weasley?"

However, no one paid any attention to him.

Mrs. Weasley was happily looking through the recipes. As soon as the little girl Ginny got the hairpin, she hurried back to the second floor to look in the mirror. Ron and the Weasley brothers gave them the microphone.

He threw the MP3 aside and curiously gathered around Franklin to study the Gameboy handheld console.

Mike spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders. When no one paid attention to him, he had to sit down and taste the grilled sausages that Mrs. Weasley had just made. Not to mention, the food made by Mrs. Weasley was quite delicious, not at all.

Like a British wizard did it.

Just as Mike was eating with gusto, the magic clock on the wall suddenly emitted loud music, and a pointer with a photo of Mr. Weasley turned to the position marking home.

Then a slightly fat, red-haired middle-aged man opened the door.

"Wow, why is the house so busy today?" Mr. Weasley put his hat on the shoe cabinet at the door and asked in surprise as he looked at everyone in the room.

Then he noticed the things in everyone's hands, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and said in a trembling voice: "This...where do these things come from?"

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