Chapter 124 Ron’s golden idea (10,000 equals to celebrate extra update)
The first thing Harry saw when he returned to the Burrow was the goblin growing bigger and bigger in his eyes.
Fortunately, he was agile and was not hit in the face by the flying goblin.
Harry dodged quickly and looked towards the Weasley family's vegetable garden.
The Weasley family were all playing in the vegetable garden, pulling up gnomes. Ron had a particularly good time, swaying the gnomes like windmills.
There was a burst of "let me go" in the garden, but it was of no use. The goblins were still thrown out one by one.
"Yo, Harry."
After seeing Harry, Ron wiped the sweat from his face and greeted Harry: "Back?"
"Well, I'm back." Harry said with a smile, "Do you need my help? Throw goblins with you?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward and leaned down on the peony bush next to Ron.
After all, he was a seeker, and Harry's eyesight was still very strong. He saw a sneaky goblin almost instantly.
The goblin raised his head and saw Harry staring at it, baring his teeth and smiling sheepishly.
Harry didn't care. He picked up the goblin and threw it in the air. He kicked out a classic arc and the goblin flew far away with a scream.
Ron put his hands on the awning, and the standard arc made him have to praise: "Well done, Harry... But we are almost done. Mum will stew potatoes for dinner tonight, and you will be in luck again." ”
"Really?" Harry was quite happy, after all, potato stew was his favorite.
"Where's Pabby?" Ron asked again.
"Puppy isn't feeling well, so I left her at a friend's house to help him recuperate." Harry said to Ron, "I hope he can find a good solution."
"Aw." Ron responded. He remembered what he heard from Harry about the mysterious man's attack in the Forbidden Forest, and then said, "I hope she can get better soon, but I remember she was bitten by the mysterious man. ”
"No bite." Harry corrected: "Voldemort just used a spell on her and chased her for a long time. When he was about to hurt her, I stopped her."
Ron shuddered at the name.
"That hurts, mate." Ron sighed: "She's a really strong lady, isn't she?"
"Yes." Harry nodded in agreement.
After Mr. Flamel, who was far away in Paris, used alchemical potion to condition Pabbie's body, he sat on the sofa and fell into silence for a long time.
Pabby slept for a short while and saw that Mr. Flamel was still in a daze, so he asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Mr. Flamel?"
Mr. Flamel raised his head, let out an ooh, and said, "That's what happens when people get older. They sleep very little...so sometimes I just sit on the sofa in a daze until dawn, and then take a nap."
"Will this affect your health?" Pappy asked ignorantly.
Mr. Flamel slowly turned his head and looked at Pappy with a caring look.
That look seemed to say - Are you talking about health with an old man who is over 600 years old?
Pabby smiled sheepishly. She suddenly remembered the gift Harry had brought and said, "By the way, Mr. Flamel, Harry brought gifts to you and Mrs. Flamel before. I remember Harry also said that they are suitable for you." This kind of boring old man spends his time - don’t you try it? ”
When he arrived at Flamel's alchemy room, Harry handed the gift he was carrying to the house elf Dicko.
And Dicko was busy introducing Harry to his wife and children, so he forgot about it.
After Pappy said this, Dico remembered this matter.
"Sorry, Mr. Flamel, it's Dicko's fault."
"It doesn't matter, where is the gift?" Mr. Flamel asked with interest: "Since Harry said it is suitable for me, I must try it."
After a while, Dico took out the computer given by Harry.
The classic 486 desktop computer cost Harry more than two thousand pounds in total.
Harry also specially asked someone to install the latest version of Windows 3.1 operating system launched in April, and also installed several small games in it.
Flamel's alchemy room was powered by electricity, and under Papi's guidance, the computer was quickly lit.
As expected of a legendary alchemist, Mr. Flamel took the instruction manual and quickly understood how to operate the computer.
"I have to admit that Muggle technology is also worthy of praise."
Mr. Flamel moved the mouse and looked at the monitor attentively. The cursor moved quickly on the screen and he clicked refresh aimlessly.
"But...how to kill time?"
While speaking, Mr. Flamel suddenly discovered an icon on the desktop with the words "Sid Meier's Civilization I" underneath.
This is a game that was released last year to critical acclaim.
"What is this?" He double-clicked to open it with interest.
Twenty hours later...
Mr. Flamel yawned and looked up out of the window.
"Ah, why is it dark?" he asked.
"No, Mr. Flamel." Pappy said with a dark look on his face: "It's already the second day."
Mr. Flamel was stunned for a moment. He looked at the mouse in his hand, looked up at the window, and then turned his eyes to the computer.
"I think life has other meanings, such as... computers." He said in a brisk tone, "But this way of connecting electricity is not suitable for our wizard family. Let me think about it..."
……
Harry didn't know that the computer he gave away had created an old man who was addicted to the Internet. Seeing that September 1st was coming, he was about to leave for school.
Before leaving, he also received a letter from Mr. Flamel, which probably meant that Pabby would have to recuperate for a few days before he could go back, so Harry should not be anxious.
On the first day of school, they climbed out of bed almost as soon as the rooster crowed. After a quick breakfast, Mr. Weasley greeted everyone and set off together.
"Have you packed everything?" Mr. Weasley asked with a smile.
"Take it, Dad." Several children said in unison - most of their luggage was placed in Harry's wallet, which was very convenient.
Mr. Weasley stood beside the Ford and patted the car.
"Come on kids, get in the car."
"This car..." Harry hesitated, "Can it accommodate a few of us?"
He calculated that Aunt Molly and Uncle Arthur were sitting in the front, which meant five Weasley children plus him in the back.
And this is obviously a sedan, with up to three people in the back seat.
This reminded him of when he was watching TV at the Dursleys' house, and the Indians there——
Oh my God, more than thirty people can fit into a van.
"Don't worry, Harry." Mr. Weasley smiled kindly, "Not to mention you guys, even with Bill and Charlie, we can all sit down."
Fred and George squeezed in first, followed by Percy, Ginny and Ron. "Come in quickly." Ron stretched out his hand to pull Harry.
Harry got into the car and was surprised to find that the back row of the car was wider than the benches in the auditorium.
"Muggles are really smarter than we think," said Mrs. Weasley. "You can't tell from the outside that the car is so spacious, don't you think?"
"Yes -" the five children said in unison, their voices drawn out.
Harry expected Mr. Weasley to make the car fly, but no - he drove all the way to the motorway, just like the Muggles, and chatted eagerly to the Muggles when they reached the toll booth.
"This is really amazing, isn't it?" Mr. Weasley withdrew his head from the car window: "We didn't need to spend money when we went there, but we had to pay when we came back..."
"So you must choose to fly back when you come back, right?" Fred said suddenly.
George immediately took over: "Dad, it's true that he didn't take us to experience the feeling of flying."
The two twins poked Ginny's arm together.
Ginny understood and said, "Dad is really not cool at all."
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Where is the father who would tolerate not being a ‘cool dad’? Hearing what the little cotton-padded jacket said, Mr. Weasley immediately said: "Well, since it is the children's request..."
He put his hand on a rocker.
"No! Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley shouted.
"But, Molly, the kids..." Mr. Weasley tried to argue.
"If I say no, I can't, Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley glared at her husband: "What if someone finds out in broad daylight like this! You will lose your job!"
"No one will see it, Molly." Mr. Weasley still insisted on being a cool dad, "Look, this is the invisible booster - just push the button and the car will become invisible..."
But seeing his wife's expression, Mr. Weasley still chose to follow his heart.
"Okay, kids, it's not that daddy isn't cool," he said helplessly.
It was already half past ten when we arrived at King's Cross Station.
But it doesn't matter, there is still half an hour, enough time for them to pass.
After parking the car, the Weasleys and Harry walked out of the car one after another under the shocked eyes of the surrounding crowd.
Harry's ears were better and he could hear words like 'India' being said in the crowd.
When they reached the platform, they stopped.
"Percy first, then Fred and George." Mrs. Weasley directed, "Ginny, honey, your father and I will send you in together, Ron and Harry, you follow me behind.”
Following Mrs. Weasley's command, Percy and the others entered the platform one after another.
Finally it was Ron and Harry's turn, and they walked towards the wall together...
"Wait a minute." Harry suddenly grabbed Ron and said with a frown, "It seems... something's wrong."
"What's wrong?" Ron said and walked inside. As a result, his head hit the wall, making a muffled "thunk" sound.
This time it hit hard.
"Hahaha..." Harry gloated.
"Oh shut up Harry."
After Ron finished speaking, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"I think we should think of a way," he added, "the train will leave soon. If we can't catch the train, we will be punished by the professors!"
"Don't you think something is strange?" Harry looked up and down at the hidden wall entering the platform: "There are still more than twenty minutes before driving, so logically the entrance should not be sealed..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hermione's voice sounded from behind.
"Harry, Ron?"
"Hermione!" Ron showed a silly smile. He looked behind Hermione and didn't see her parents. "Why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"
"They have something going on at home, and they have to go back first." Hermione looked a little worried, "Dad said that the British pound is not doing well recently, and he wants to exchange some for US dollars."
"Oh." When it came to the blind spot of knowledge, Ron did not ask more questions, but said: "Okay, but I don't recommend you rush into the platform, the magic on it seems to have failed, and the fake wall has become real. ”
"Really?" Hermione asked doubtfully.
"If you don't believe it, look at it." Ron reached out and pushed his hair away, revealing his red and swollen forehead.
Hermione thought about pulling out her wand and casting a healing charm on Ron, but she gave up the idea because there were so many Muggles on the platform.
"The top priority is to quickly find a way to enter the platform," Ron said anxiously: "If I get a warning or points deducted from the school because I can't catch the bus, I will be scolded by my parents!"
"It's too late to explain." Harry said, "I'd better try to break the magic-"
"No! Harry!" Hermione grabbed his arm, "We can't cast spells outside the school. Think about the ban you received before! They will make you drop out of school and enter Azkaban!"
Suddenly a golden idea popped into Ron's mind.
"Hey, I have an idea. We can take a car! Dad's car!"
"Car?" Hermione frowned and asked, "Are you familiar with the road conditions? I mean, do you know which road should be taken from London to the Scottish Highlands?"
"I don't know, but cars can fly." Ron said somewhat proudly: "We can follow the Hogwarts Express and fly all the way to school..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Weasley's voice appeared from behind Ron.
"I have to admit, this is a good idea." He said, "Only if I don't hear--Okay kids, the problem has been solved, let's go in."
Ron shrugged, feeling sorry for not being able to have some fast and furious rides in the sky.
To be honest, flying in the sky actually feels not bad.
After walking into platform nine and three-quarters, Harry saw Fred and George standing dejectedly.
"This joke is too much!" Mrs. Weasley scolded angrily: "Oh my God, if your father hadn't found out in time, little Harry and Ronnie would have been trapped outside!"
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Ron was a little shocked. He didn't expect that the close contact with the wall was because of the prank of his two brothers.
Then he felt a little relieved. This wasn't the first time his clone brothers had played a prank on him—it should be said that it wasn't the worst one either.
"Oh, it seems they are trouble?" Hermione raised her little face, her big rabbit-like teeth shining in the sunlight.
"Hello, Hermione, dear." Mrs. Weasley turned to greet Hermione: "Yes, you are right, the two of them are walking trouble -"
"That's not true!" the twins retorted in unison.
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(End of chapter)