HP Approaches the Magic World

It was still dark when Grindelwald suddenly appeared next to the sleepy Lear.

In fact, the legendary wizard didn't get much rest last night. He had been studying the magic, and he didn't stay here for too long. By the time Leer reacted, the figure beside him had already left.

Only the information in his mind was left.

——My lord has become more and more elusive recently. I always feel that my strength has become much stronger.

Is it an illusion?

He patted his face, cheered up, and began to strengthen the scene here according to the information left by Grindelwald.

…

The car in the picture is flying lower and lower, and a red sun has already appeared among the trees.

"Landing!"

Fred shouted, and the car shook slightly and touched the ground.

They landed next to a dilapidated garage, surrounded by a small yard. Joanne looked at Ron's house carefully, and even asked Lear to get more angles.

But this angle is not entirely easy to use. Grindelwald's magic was applied to Harry's hair. If he wanted to adjust the picture clearly, he had to make Harry move, but now Harry is still walking around.

But now this angle is almost the same.

This house seemed to have been a large pigsty made of stone before. Later, some rooms were added here and there, and it was built to the height of several stories. It was crooked and erected, and it must have been built by magic.

There are four or five chimneys on the roof of the red house. There is a sign in front of the house that says "The Burrow". There are some high-top leather boots and a rusty crucible beside the door.

Several fat brown chickens were pecking in the yard.

"Not so good."

"marvelous."

Harry said happily.

Several people got out of the car.

"Now, let's cuddle quietly," said Fred, "until Mum comes to call us for breakfast. Then Ron comes running downstairs, jumping up and down, and says, 'Mum, look who's here!' She looks at

It will be really nice to get to Harry, no one will know we used the car."

"Okay," Ron said, "Come on, Harry, I'll sleep in -"

His face suddenly turned green, and his eyes were staring directly in the direction of the house. Harry turned around, and the scene also changed.

A woman, probably Mrs. Weasley, walked quickly from across the yard, and the chickens fled in all directions.

What's surprising is that such a plump, kind-faced woman can actually look like a tiger with sharp teeth.

"ah."

"Oh my God."

Mrs. Weasley stopped in front of them, with her hands on her hips, looking at the guilty faces one by one.

She was wearing a printed apron and had a wand in her pocket.

"Okay."

"Good morning, Mom."

George said in what he thought was a relaxed and cute tone.

"Do you know how anxious I am?"

"I'm sorry, Mom, but we have to—"

Mrs. Weasley's three sons are all taller than she is, but they all tremble when her anger breaks out.

"The bed is empty! No note was left! The car is gone too... There may have been a car accident... I'm going crazy... Have you ever thought about it... I've never thought about it... I've never seen it in my life... Let's see how your father will deal with you when he comes back.

Nothing like this has ever happened to Bill, Charlie and Percy..."

…

Lille looked at the scene in the picture and really didn't know what to say. This scene reminded him of the time when he was caught sneaking away in the dark forest as a child, and he immediately felt the same way, while Joanne was still writing furiously——

It looks like she's already in the middle of a burst of inspiration.

…

"You should learn from him!" Mrs. Weasley poked her son's chest and shouted: "You may fall to death, you may be seen, you may destroy your father's job——"

After what seemed like hours, Mrs. Weasley shouted until she was hoarse. Then she turned to Harry, who took two steps back.

"I'm glad to see you, dear Harry," she said. "Come in and have some breakfast."

She turned around and went back to the house. Harry glanced nervously at Ron. When Ron nodded, he followed her.

The kitchen is small and quite crowded, with a clean wooden table and a few chairs in the middle.

The wall clock on the opposite wall has only one needle and no numbers. On the clock there are words such as "make tea", "feed the chickens", "you're going to be late".

There were three layers of books stacked on the mantelpiece: "Magic for Your Cheese," "The Magic of Baking Bread," "Conjure a Feast," etc.—all magic books.

The old radio next to the pool said: "Next is 'Magic Hour,' performed by the famous witch singer Celestine Warbeck."

Mrs. Weasley was making breakfast with a tinkling sound.

She used her wand to touch the dishes in the sink casually, and the dishes began to clean themselves, and the clinking sound was like background music.

Joanne had never seen the daily life of a wizarding family, and she showed such great interest that Rank, who was getting up and starting to prepare breakfast, thought he had done something wrong, but found out the reason.

——He thinks this is extremely boring, after all, he has lived like this since he was a child.

After replacing Joanne, he started recording. His recording method was much simpler than Joanne's, which was to set up a stand and put a camera on it - he bought this when he went out in the morning, after all, everything cost nothing.

Jon is footing the bill, but to be honest, things are really cheap these days.

Although he was not interested in the life of a wizard, he had nothing else to do but sit down and watch this "movie".

Something that interested him soon appeared in the picture.

Mrs. Weasley took down a book.

Through Harry's perspective, Rank saw the book's cover written in gilded squiggles: "Gilderoy Lockhart Teaches You How to Get Rid of Household Pests". There was a large picture under the title of the book, which was a

The handsome wizard with curly blond hair was blinking at them wildly, and Mrs. Weasley looked down at him with a smile.

Rank is familiar with Gilderoy Lockhart. After all, this name has been appearing on Joanne's desk since the first half of the year. Jon sent a lot of information, and Dumbledore also said it casually.

Sentence plans and the like.

In short, this wizard is not as unworthy of his name as he knew before.

However, Rank estimated that the wizard would soon be able to establish his reputation.

Mrs. Weasley was obviously as blinded by beauty as those star-chasing witches, but when the scene turned, the Weasley brothers yawned, grumbled, and walked out lazily, and Harry took him with him.

The "hair cam" follows.

There were a lot of gnomes in the garden, but soon, the group of gnomes walked away in a thin line with the sound of the door.

——Mr. Weasley is back.