This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"I knew it!"

"Indeed, it can't be too obvious!"

Fred and George were singing along at the dinner table, which made Mrs. Weasley very angry.

Ron lay weakly on the table, eating - but Mrs. Weasley gave him a distressed look and said nothing.

No way, when you send letters to a good friend continuously but don't get any response, no matter how strict the mother is, she will be lenient, and when another child receives a reply from a friend, this tolerance is even more magnified.

So, the twins' buttocks were hit hard by one person.

"Don't say that about Percy's friends! What do you mean, there are no good people to hang out with Percy!"

Mrs. Weasley stared at the twins quite seriously.

"Mom, he is the one who can invite Percy there——"

"That is, we also know clearly that he likes to tell stories just like Percy and goes to Professor McGonagall every day-"

So, the two of them were lifted up by their ears and pulled out of the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley kept giving their buttocks powerful attacks along the way.

"Oh, Mum, we were just trying to make Ron happy..."

The twins whispered, but were met with suspicious looks.

"If you think about it, Ron has written several letters but has not received any response, but as for Percy, someone even took the initiative to invite him to play!"

The explanation seemed passable, and Mrs. Weasley finally stopped her attack.

"But I don't think Harry Potter is that arrogant..."

Both Mrs. Weasley's impression of Harry and Ron's description showed that Harry was not someone who didn't reply to letters. Such a thing shouldn't happen to a player who can even admire his twins.

"I think Harry must be controlled by Muggles, otherwise it's impossible. He said that the Muggle family he lives in treats him very badly!"

For the safety of their own buttocks, the twins thought quickly and quickly found an excuse for Harry - and they really didn't believe that their reliable teammate would suddenly become so strange.

"Controlled by Muggles?"

Mrs. Weasley easily accepted this setting - compared to Harry not replying to the letter, the poor child had too good a reason to be controlled.

"That's right, so we have to get him out!"

Fred said quickly - their grades were too poor, especially the damn T in Transfiguration, which limited their movement during this period, but this cannot be an example, because the person who controls them is here.

"Um...Ron knows his address, right...No..."

Mrs. Weasley hesitated - this kind of thing was not a trivial matter, she was not a child, and she needed to consider the consequences of doing so.

"Go and take a look first, mom. If he needs help, we'll take action later!"

The twins' bewitchment was a great success, and even the impatient Percy was roped in to join the inspection team.

"Mom, Percy's Muggle Studies is perfect! He will help us cover it up! Just in time for Dad to take us there after get off work, and we can send Percy away after picking up Harry!"

Under the double temptation of Percy leaving and Harry coming in, the twins' brains worked extremely well.

Mrs. Weasley was obviously moved by this suggestion, and she just warned the two of them not to make fun of Percy's friends again before letting them go.

——

"Okay, okay...I still have to write a letter to the agreed place..."

Andrew quickly wrote a reply as per Percy's request - anyway, he was not worried that something would happen to Percy. The prefect of Gryffindor who is in the sixth grade has a stronger fighting ability than the average graduate. Despite the Ministry of Magic's ban, it is really When danger comes, the Ministry of Magic will agree to cast spells.

Of course, it is not an emergency for Penello's father to cut off the little red-haired leg. This is also the biggest risk of this trip - but this kind of thing, hehe...

"I've taken care of everything. I broke my leg just because I'm just watching the fun and not reminding you."

Andrew tied the letter to the owl's leg and watched happily as it flew away.

——

"Ron!"

When Harry, who was bored, saw the familiar red hair, he was stunned for a moment, and then he rushed forward and gave him a bear hug.

Mrs. Weasley in the distance nodded with satisfaction, and the twins were also quite satisfied - we are good teammates fighting together, and you are right.

"Why haven't you written to me yet?"

Harry said with a somewhat complaining tone.

"A letter? I've already written seven invitation letters. Old Errol is almost exhausted!"

The two complained to each other, then looked at each other and smiled - now that they had met, all misunderstandings were eliminated.

"They didn't abuse you, did they?"

"No, they were afraid that I would turn them into bats, and they almost ignored me. But I couldn't receive any letters, so I thought you had forgotten me!"

Harry said half-complainingly.

"It doesn't matter, go to my house, we even have the car ready. Dad drove here all the way, and Percy was directing from the side - but I don't think Percy understands very well..."

"Well, I'll go back and get my luggage."

Harry's communication with his aunt and uncle went quite smoothly - they were happy to have a threatening presence gone.

So, after Harry ignored the bad tone, he packed all his luggage and got into the normal-looking car in ten minutes.

Of course, the moment he got on the bus, Harry knew that this thing was definitely magical, but since neither Mr. Weasley and Percy in the front row nor the twin brothers in the back row spoke, he pretended not to notice anything.

"The letter was intercepted?"

"Oh, it's hard to say whether they took your letter or the Ministry..."

Mr. Weasley whispered, but stopped at last, "Let's take Percy to the Leaky Cauldron first. He's meeting a friend to buy reference books, and then go home."

"Really don't want us to accompany you, dear?"

Mrs. Weasley didn't forget to ask Percy while looking at Harry.

"No, Mom."

Percy was already impatient to take the adventure - he planned to go to Gringotts to exchange some Muggle currency, and then rent a small room near Penelope's house to give her a surprise.

"Well, I wish you a good time, dear, and remember to write back."

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Half an hour later, Percy left the Leaky Cauldron with a stack of pounds.

He had never felt that Muggle Studies was so useful.

Next, we took the subway and rushed to…

…

‘A fat sheep.’

‘The pockets are indeed bulging, and he still has a student face, and he even carries a bird…silly.’

‘Follow closely, it’s still the old rules, don’t grab if you can.’

…

“Hermes, be quiet, we must behave like Muggles, be quiet!”

Percy said in a low and stern voice.