MTL - 94 Diagon Alley-Chapter 12 Festival

In the middle of the night, I stole a car from my home and traveled almost halfway across England! I've thought about how angry Mrs Weasley would be, if it was Professor McGonagall, you might be locked up until graduation!

P.S. I use Filch's greatness to say the above is true, don't poke you two silly red heads with this letter with your wand. "

Although Gwen had bought the largest cake, Mrs. Weasley, after considering the bottomless lad in the family, magically made the ice cream cake bigger. As they were eating Harry's birthday present around the table, Errol flapped his wings and hit the window.

Mrs. Weasley nearly applauded Fred and George after reading the high-sounding letter. "I always say girls are more mature than boys, look at you two, not to mention Miss Ollivander and Miss Granger, even Ginny is more sensible than you. Harry darling, one more piece cake?"

Fred and George pouted and poked the envelope with their stolen wands. Sure enough, a few lines of red words were squeezed out from the original words.

"Dear George and Fred,

If I didn't underestimate your IQ, then you should be able to see these words.

Too much! I didn't even know you had this nice, flying car in your house! Merlin is on, this is much more convenient than broomsticks and knight buses.

Next time something like this happens, please take me with you. "

In less than half a minute, the words faded away, turning into large golden characters, "Nice job!"

Ron, who was watching the whole time, couldn't help but sighed "Wicked...", and after taking a big mouthful of cake, he added, "I like her so much."

Gwen later received a photo of Harry and the Weasleys around the cake, and everyone laughed, except Ron, who had a nosebleed for some reason.

One Wednesday, Gwen ran into the Weasleys and Ginny, a pretty little girl with red hair, in the store. The Weasleys seemed a little absent-minded. Later, Gwen learned that Harry had mispronounced the place name when using the Floo powder, so she immediately said that she and Mr. Ollivander would take care of Ginny, after all, wand selection was also important. need some time. Mr. Weasley thought about it, left seven Galleons, and went out with his wife to find Harry.

Ginny was a little nervous like every guest, especially Garrick who was always saying strange things and staring at the little guest with his silver-gray eyes. But after trying several wands, Ginny finally settled on a simple but powerful wand. Gwen was a little surprised. She always thought this wand should belong to a strong boy, but when she saw Ginny waving her wand and the whole shop was lit up, she couldn't help but be impressed by Garrick's vision. He was indeed a good man. Rod maker. She also worries about the Weasley twins, whose little sister is a lot stronger than she thought.

After a while, Gwen heard Mrs. Primpinier gossip next door that Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley had a fight at the Bleach Bookstore. Gwen wanted to see the fun, she believed that the pampered Mr. Malfoy could not beat Mr. Weasley, who had raised six boys, and the bookstore would not allow them to duel with magic. But Gwen didn't want to be there when the Weasleys were a mess. But the next second, she saw two red-headed heads beckoning to her outside the gray window of Ollivander's wand shop.

Gwen and the twins sat in the cold drink shop, and she exchanged a few ice cream coupons for the cake for three large ice cream balls. Fred and George first apologize for the car incident like Gwen and promise next time. They also went over how to use Muggle-style locks and fly back to the Burrow from Privet Drive. When Gwen heard that the Dursleys only gave Harry cold canned soup and locked him in the bedroom with iron bars, he slapped the table in anger, scaring the boss next to him.

Then several people discussed the quarrel that just happened in the bookstore.

"Old Malfoy said we were the scumbags of wizards. Dad said he must have a bunch of dark magic items hidden in his house." Fred said angrily, as if he was about to swallow a spoon.

"Ha, having afternoon tea with Death Eaters is not the scum of wizards." Gwen shrugged.

"Then Dad jumped in and beat him. Old Malfoy's eye was smashed blue by Toadstools." George also bit the spoon and made a creaking sound.

"You should have told me earlier that I should have bought that book. Next time little Malfoy yells at Ron and Harry, let them take a book Go down. A Weasley family heirloom, with gold ink on the title page—this book swells the deep eye sockets of two Malfoys." Gwen stole a scoop of ice cream from George's bowl.

Fred sneaked another spoonful from Gwen's bowl, "You're a genius, Gwen."

George looked at the chocolate clock in the store, "Fred at three quarters of an hour, I think Mommy should have found out we didn't go back together. Goodbye Gwen, on our next train. See you." The two of them borrowed the fireplace from the cold drink shop with a stack of books and went back to the Burrow.

Gwen ate the ice cream with satisfaction, hesitated for a while, but plucked up the courage to squeeze through the long queue of witches and squeezed into the Lishen Bookstore, which was still holding a book signing. She patted the tired-looking wizard shop assistant.

"Excuse me, where is the "Toadstools" that just hit Mr. Malfoy, please help me wrap it up."

Flying car and humanoid straw bag

Gwen felt that summer was over too soon. On September 1, she hugged Mr Ollivander again at the station and boarded the Hogwarts Express alone. Gwen saw the Weasleys hurrying on the platform, they were almost missing the train, and hurriedly waved for the twins to take Ginny into their box, and a few minutes later Katie also got on the train, and the four Gryffindor begins hours-long brainwashing of new students.

"I must be crazy, or confused by your vacation," said Gwen, who was watching a few others play "Crackling Blast," "I just seemed to see A car is flying in the sky."

"Then you're insane..." Fred and George were building the castle with crackling explosion cards, but unfortunately, when the last two cards were placed in the stack, the castle exploded and turned into a pile of ruins .

"…Mom wouldn't allow Dad to make the car fly, not even invisible," George added.

Gwen decided to divert his attention and join the castle building camp.

After everyone in the box was almost bald, they finally arrived at Hogwarts in the dark.

Gwen didn't realize Ron and Harry were absent until he took his seat. The Sorting Hat had sorted Ginny into Gryffindor effortlessly, and she was now sitting next to her twin brother. After Gwen made sure that the two late boys were not locked in the cupboard by Muggles, he didn't take it seriously, and warmly invited Ginny to move into her and Katie's dormitory.

After the banquet, Hermione angrily took a volume of the Evening Prophet of the day and found Gwen and the others gathered together.

"Dear Hermione, you read two newspapers a day." Gwen was surprised, "I thought one Daily Prophet was enough."

"Gwen, I'm so glad I subscribed to the evening paper. You can't imagine what Harry and Ron can do in a day." Hermione said ruthlessly, and put the paper in the title to show them. "Muggles are amazed that the Ford Anglia can fly," she whispered again: "Two Muggles in London are sure they saw an old sedan fly over the post office building...noon in Norfolk, Hetty While Mrs Bellis was drying... Mr Angus Fleet of Peebles reported to the police... six or seven Muggles in all."

"My God." The Weasley twins were speechless for the first time, looking worried.

"They'll be fired!" Hermione summed up with grief covering her face.

"Not only that, Mr. Weasley works in the Department for the Prevention of Muggle Substances..." Gwen glanced at George and Ginny, and in case he lost his job, the Weasleys would still be able to There are five children who are going to school (and they eat a lot when Merlin is there).

"Are they okay? I mean, are they at Hogwarts now?" Little Ginny asked nervously, biting her lip.

"Oh no, they don't know the password yet, I have to go outside and see." Hermione stood up from the sofa and ran to the corridor to wait for the boys in trouble.

Gwen can only persuade her friends dryly, "They must be driving for a special reason. I think Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic will consider special circumstances."

But her words were interrupted, and the portrait of the fat lady was unscrewed, and a thunderous applause broke out inside. It was as if the Gryffindor House classmates hadn't slept yet, all huddled together in the circular common room waiting for them. A lot of hands stretched out from the hole and pulled Ha He and Ron in.

"Fantastic!" a student exclaimed, "It's amazing! People have been talking about it for years when a flying car hit a willow!"

"Good," said a fifth grader who had never spoken to Harry; someone patted Harry on the back as if he had just finished first in a marathon; Reid and George squeezed forward and asked together, "Why didn't you call us back?"

Ron flushed and smiled shyly, but Harry could see that there was one person who wasn't happy at all. Percy stood behind some excited freshmen, as if about to squeeze in and scold them. Harry pokes