Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 246: The Burrow

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The village of St. Catchpole.

This is a quiet village, dense jagged bushes, chic country houses, wide clear river bays, and sweet summer sunshine, which together form this isolated rural pastoral.

Close to the south of the village, maybe a little more marginal.

Behind the hills and trees, beside a peaceful lake, there is a small building built with magic.

It used to be a big pigsty with a stone base. Later, some rooms were built here and there, and they were built like bricks until they reached the height of several floors. It may be because of this reason. The main body of the house looks a little skewed.

There are four or five chimneys obliquely inserted on the red roof, and the middle one is emitting waves of smoke, indicating that the owner of the house is cooking today’s dishes inside.

In front of the house, there is a dark wooden sign that looks a little old, and it says "Burrow" in mottled white letters.

As for why this house might have been a big pigsty built up with stones, it has something to do with the two little white pigs on the side of the Burrow that were eagerly rushing to eat in the trough. There is also a small puddle near the pigsty, in which two big and fat white geese are grooming their feathers.

At this moment, there was an unusually loud voice in the house, and the two little white pigs suddenly raised their heads vigilantly and looked at the door of the Burrow. When there was such a voice before, they always lost a companion inexplicably, which really made the pig uneasy!

However, although the wooden door had just been pulled up, it was still not opened again at this time, and the two little pigs immediately continued to happily buried their heads.

"Arthur! Weasley!" The hostess of the house read her husband's name word by word. This good lady who always has a kind eyebrow on weekdays looks like a naked Like a sharp-toothed fire dragon, it sprays out angry flames, "Is it necessary to remind you again and again! You are a clerk of the Ministry of Magic! Or the director of the Department of Prohibition of Muggle Items!"

"Molly, don't be like this." Arthur put down the things in his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Everyone is here now, don't let the kids read the jokes."

"Oh—" Molly gave a long oh, but her voice was so frightening.

The five children instantly turned their eyes from their father to the fried eggs and bread on the plate in front of him, as if the thing was so delicious.

"You still know there are children here!" Molly didn't care about the oil stains and foam on her hands, poked Arthur's chest hard, and shouted, "Never make it for a child A good role model! This is what you-Arthur Weasley-will do!"

"Look at Fred and George!" Molly's gunfire turned to the twins who were watching the play. "Look at their transcripts this semester! If I hadn't checked with Professor McGonagall again and again, I would have thought They will be dropped out of Hogwarts!"

Fred and George buried their heads deeper in an instant.

"There is only one standard model student in this family, and that is Percy." I don't know who muttered, except for Percy, it is possible. Fred or George are more likely to be, Luo En and Ginny are not without suspicion.

"Who is it!" Molly stared over.

No one said anything.

Percy wiped the prefect badge on his chest with some complacency.

"You should all learn from Percy more!" Molly glanced at Percy with satisfaction. This child will always be the one she is most assured of, "Don't learn from your father! The car before After I lost it to Hogwarts, I was relieved, but he still wants to get one back! It's just whimsical!"

Ginny hit Ron's waist secretly, and Ron made a silent gesture to her, although the roots of his ears were still a little red.

"What did you get back this time?" Molly turned to look at Arthur again, and asked in an interrogating tone.

"Muggles are not all bad, Molly." Arthur defended himself, "You look at the water pipes and faucets, isn't it a good proof?"

Molly glanced at the pots and pans she was cleaning herself, and the faucet that kept running water. It was hard to say her dissatisfaction.

"The radio is also the same. Your most daily pastime is not listening to the radio show about Lockhart?" Arthur Dui laughed.

"Fortunately for you!" Molly said stiffly, "What did you get back this time?"

"During the summer vacation, didn’t Ron say that Harry wrote him a phone number for him to call?" Arthur took the things that were on the ground again and put them clean. At the dining table, "This is the phone I specially found."

Molly frowned, but before she had time to speak, a group of children squeezed in first, except for Percy, but he was actually looking here in secret.

"Dad, is this thing a dropped call?" Ron pronounced the phone's name incorrectly for the third time, perhaps even more times.

"Can I use this thing to talk to Harry Potter?" Ginny looked at the old rotary telephone and asked quietly.

"Ginny, you are a little bolder!"

"Does it mean that Percy's incident inspired you?" Fred and George joked one by one.

"Fred! George!" Percy, who was shot innocently, blushed, "What do you know!"

"Everyone knows." Ron said.

"Only you are still in the dark." Ginny said.

"The female prefect of Ravenclaw."

"Penello Krivart." One sentence for the twins.

"I have seen her look, a very nice girl." Even Molly couldn't help but interject.

"Okay, kids, listen to me." Arthur smiled wryly and raised his palms over his head. "Shall we call now? I think Harry should also be at lunch time at this time. Let's call. He should be able to receive it."

"Will you call?" Molly couldn't help but wonder.

"Of course!" Arthur nodded affirmatively, "I discussed how to use it with the seller before I bought this item. As long as we press the phone number one by one, we can hear it. Harry's voice is gone."

"Really? Is it really that amazing?" Ron hurriedly walked out of the kitchen~IndoMTL.com~ ran towards his room on the sixth floor, "I'm going to get Harry's number!"

After a while, Ron ran down panting, holding the parchment Harry gave him a week ago.

"Here you are, Dad!" Ron stuffed the parchment into Arthur's hand.

Looking at the expectant gazes of the children, Arthur calmly dialed the dial telephone, which may be decades old, according to the number in his hand.

However, the phone did not respond. Except for the turning sound of the phone, the phone did not make any other sounds.

"How come there is no response?" A thin sweat began to appear on Arthur's forehead. He dialed the phone again, but it still had no effect.

"Dad, I remember it was said in Muggle Studies that many Muggle things require electrical help." Percy's reminder came from behind, "Did you forget this?"

Sighs are endless.

"Boring." George withdrew from the crowd. "Fred, let's go see who the new tenant is."

"Okay." Fred instantly agreed to his twin brother's invitation.

The Dark Alchemy of Harry Potter