Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2: Lively Burrow
That night, Maca slept in Xenofilius’s workshop.
He used the discarded old door panels to build a wooden bed for Maca, with two layers of blankets and a quilt as a mattress on it, and another quilt on his body. Although this configuration sounds a bit shabby, it doesn't feel uncomfortable to actually sleep.
This gave Maca a good night's sleep.
Early the next morning, Luna came over to wake him up. To be honest, Maca has become accustomed to the life of going to bed late and getting up late, and now he wants to change it.
"Get up quickly, the sun has risen." Luna stretched out her hand and pulled on Maca's quilt. Maca nestled in the quilt unmoved.
"The sun has risen!" Seeing that there was no movement in the quilt, Luna worked hard to increase the volume.
"The sun won't rise anymore." Maca muttered dreamily.
Luna silently stared at Maca, who was all curled up in the bed, for a while, then stretched out her hand and tugged again—she thought she could only do this.
But Maca obviously won't have any reaction to this.
waited a few more minutes, Luna turned around and ran downstairs. She seemed to have a good idea.
After a while, Luna, who had just been down, ran up again, with a soft basket made of fine rattan in her hand. The rattan basket was swaying slightly in Luna's hand, and there seemed to be many small things moving in it. It seemed that this was the reason why Luna ran down in a hurry. The stuff in there was probably very effective in waking up Maca, at least Luna thought so.
The girl blinked, then carefully opened a corner of the quilt, and then quickly poured the contents of the soft basket into it.
Seeing that the little things got into the quilt, Luna nodded in satisfaction, and even tucked the opened quilt.
After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the quilt, it sounded like someone was humming softly.
"Huh...huh?" Maca seemed to be woken up, but her voice didn't sound right, as if she had a cold, with a heavy nasal voice, "Huh, ah! What is it? Don't... "
began to feel restless in the quilt, shaking tremblingly, and even the old door panel that was used as a bedboard on the floor began to sway.
As expected, the sloppy wooden bed was not very strong, only a loud noise was heard, and the whole room trembled along with it. Afterwards, Maca struggled to open the quilt and moaned in pain.
Of course, the nasal sound is still very heavy, and this has not changed because of the accident.
The little guys who caused all this are all hanging on Maca's body at this moment, especially on the face and neck. They hummed joyfully, squeezing and hustling on Maca's face, neck, chest and other places, and some of them stuck their soft tongues into Maca's nostrils.
"Uh...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Miss.
"Puffed wool," Luna pointed at the little furry things on Maca, and said like a sleepwalker, "They are very close to people and will hum when happy."
"Moreover, they are easy to feed. They eat everything from leftovers to spiders and mosquitoes. They also like to stick their tongues upwards, get into the noses of sleeping wizards, and eat their dry booger."
Maca quickly pinched his nose when he heard the words, because he noticed that there were several small things with long and slender tongues eager to try!
"Okay, okay! This is really an effective living alarm clock, so let's put them all away!" Maca pinched his nose and swayed it with the other hand, and then got up from the ground. "Oh, yes. Good morning, Luna!"
……
The breakfast time passed quickly, or in other words, there is nothing to mention. British food has always been terrible, even in the magical world. Not to mention that the economic situation of Tilov Good’s family has not been very good. The sales of the magazine directly led to most of its profits will be used as the next issue of funds. The real Jin Jialong used for life is simply pitiful. .
Luna’s father hurriedly settled his breakfast, he Apparated and went out to collect materials. Before leaving, he specifically asked Luna a few words, probably to let her and Maca go around together. The maca who was smacking his lips wondering how to make Gordigan tea better, didn't listen too carefully.
Luna and her father both liked this drink, but Maca said it was difficult to accept it. Compared with last night's colorful ball fish soup, which had the same advantages and disadvantages, this Gordigan tea, which also had the atmosphere of Lovegood, obviously only made people feel painful.
"It's really a shocking drink." Maca sighed, raised his neck and poured the liquid in the cup into his throat, "Okay, then where are we going?"
Luna looked at her father's departure position in a daze, and after a while she replied: "I don't know either."
Maca tilted his head and thought about it before asking, "Are there any neighbors around here? I mean wizards."
"Well, the nearest is Fawcett's house," Luna turned her head and looked out the window. "Farther afield is the village of St. Catchpole in Ottery, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley from the Ministry of Magic Mr. Diggory made his home nearby."
Maca nodded, wondering if he was going to visit another wizard's house to make a good relationship, and suddenly reacted to the name that passed by in the middle of it.
"Weasley?" He raised his head and looked at Luna, "Is it that...a family of red-haired wizards?"
"Ms. Molly is not." Luna shook her head and said in a daze, "Her hair is brown."
Maca couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.
"It's really brown." Luna repeated solemnly when she saw this.
"Okay," Maca looked at Luna and smiled more vigorously, "Of course, of course. I mean, how about we go to Weasley's house?"
Luna nodded indifferently, as if she didn't care about where she went.
"Boom!"
Not long after the two cleaned up the dining table and kitchen together, Maca watched Luna disappear into the dirty fireplace with the green flame.
"Well, grab a handful, name the location, and sprinkle it down." Maca muttered as he walked towards the fireplace, when suddenly he stopped as if thinking of something.
"Yes, you have to read it clearly." It seemed that he was thinking of Harry's trip to Knockdown Alley.
"Weasley's house." "Boom!"
I don’t know why, the green flames produced when Maca is used are much more than Luna’s. Fortunately, this special demon flame reaction does not have the ability to transmit dead objects, otherwise it is estimated that the entire fireplace can be moved to Weasley's house by looking at the demon fire that floods to the ceiling.
Luna was talking to Mrs. Weasley when Maca appeared from the fireplace in Weasley’s house.
"Oh! You must be Maca? Miss Luna just told me about you." Seeing Maca coming out, Mrs. Weasley immediately turned around and said hello, "Welcome to our house Be a guest."
while talking, Mrs. Weasley suddenly walked over and opened the window, "Fred, George, Ron! Come in, two guests are here!"
Maca craned his neck and glanced at the words, just to see a big boy with freckles on his face was carrying a big mouse that was completely depilated, and there seemed to be a shorter boy behind him. .
"Fred, give me Scab! That was given to me by Percy."
"Hey, Ron, wait a minute! I just think it needs a little hair restorer."
"Don't be noisy! Didn't you see any guests? Can you just keep me quiet for a while!" Mrs. Weasley shouted immediately, "Where is George?"
Fred spread his hands and said, "Mom, I am George."
"Well, where is Fred, then?" Mrs. Weasley was shocked.
Suddenly someone pushed both boys away, then stepped in, still saying: "Hey, Mom! I'm George, and you confessed us wrong again."
Mrs. Weasley's face changed immediately, and a new round of reprimands began. Luna smiled like a lunatic, unable to stop.
Maca looked at the scene in front of him~IndoMTL.com~ couldn't help holding his forehead and sighed.
"Sorry, uh... Mr. Maca?" On the other side of the fireplace, not far behind Maca, a weak voice suddenly sounded, "The house is always noisy."
Maca heard the voice, then turned around, and found that it was a young girl with the same fiery red hair who was speaking. She looked a little smaller than the other children.
"Ah, it's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable with the lively scenes." He probably guessed that the girl in front of him must be the youngest child of the Weasley family, Ginny.
Maca looked at her, then glanced back at the three boys who were being taught by Mrs. Weasley, and sighed again. He really couldn't figure it out, this is also a family, how can he educate brothers and sisters with such extreme and diverse personalities?
The eldest son Bill is always a rock and roll style, Percy is wild and full of face, and the twin brothers like to play pranks, and even Ron is always a little bit inferior.
Only the second son Charlie and the youngest Ginny are more like normal people.
Of course, he is not sure whether the memory in his mind is correct, after all, it has been too long, and he really can't remember it.
"Thank you anyway, thank you for your concern, Miss Ginny."
Ginny looked at Maca’s smile, feeling a little strange. Has anyone mentioned herself to him? At least she hasn't had time to introduce herself.
"Okay, well, not all come to see the guests." Mrs. Weasley finally ended the long reprimand and greeted her children to come here together.
The Burrow was a little quieter, and Luna was the only one who was laughing there, embarrassing laughter echoing in the room.