Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 252: Ron’s call on the phone

When Wright used the Apparition to move to the third floor of his house and left San Catchpole with the long-awaited Velita, Fred and George, who were all in a panic, also took care of the mess after cleaning up the messy sanitary conditions. He flew back to the Burrow with a lot of things on a flying skateboard.

No one knows how they escaped the eyes of the family without knowing it, and sent the huge pair of crow wings and other odds and ends to the third floor of the Burrow.

Anyway, when Fred and George walked back to the kitchen on the first floor with a baseball cap each buttoned on, Ron, who had been a little careless, thought that their brothers had been here just now.

"Dad, did you fix this phone?" Fred put his hands on Ginny's shoulders and asked Arthur. "No, it's almost done, trust me." Arthur wiped the sweat from his forehead and reinvested in the phone repair work.

"But Dad, you already said that fifteen minutes ago!" Ron complained bluntly, "Percy couldn't bear such a slow movement. He had already gone upstairs."

"How did you know that Percy didn't hide to write to the Ravenclaw girl named Penello?" George rubbed Ron's hair vigorously. "Oh! Fred, what are you doing so hard! You are about to rub my scalp off!" Ron exclaimed and slapped George's hand away.

"I am not Fred, I am George, Ronnie Jr." George said with a smile.

"I think he is jealous of your hair." Fred said, "but I can guarantee that he is not George, I am."

"Okay! Stop playing this little trick of who is who, okay?" Molly turned her head impatiently and looked at Fred, "George, if your heart is better, just I will know that this time I should help my mother to deal with the tableware and leftover food on the table instead of chatting here."

"Mom, this is Fred." Fred said, pretending to be aggrieved. "Oh, sorry, I confessed wrong again." Molly apologized skillfully, and she turned to look at George again, "Then Fred, would you kindly help mom with some housework?"

"I'm George, mother." George pointed to Fred, "He is Fred."

"Okay! Alright!" Molly scratched her hair with a headache, recognizing that Fred and George were the most valuable and one of the most difficult challenges in her life. "You can be quiet That’s it! Now quietly after watching Dad fix the phone for you, then call Harry, and then do some housework or go outside to chase goblins..."

"After lunch, then lunch, then dinner, and finally sleep." Fred added grinningly.

"Quiet!" Molly roared, "Or stay! Or go back to your room honestly!"

Looking at Molly who was finally angry, George cleverly zipped Bara's mouth, and Fred did the same.

Molly turned around satisfied and looked back at Arthur's forty-seventh phone call experiment.

Forty-eighth time...

Forty-ninth time...

"Dad, aren’t you okay?" Even as a fan of Harry’s, Ginny couldn’t hold on at this time. She spent most of the morning on this broken phone, but she hadn’t Hear a little Harry Potter!

"At once, at once." Arthur stared at the dial telephone and said without turning his head.

At this time, Arthur has given up using Muggle’s methods to solve the problem that the phone cannot be dialed. According to his previous car repair experience, this thing called the phone should need a little magic to restore it. normal.

Arthur drew his magic wand from his clothes puck, and started poking at the black dial telephone, and started to poke and light up. He was still muttering words, and from time to time there would be bursts of white light from his The tip of the wand penetrated into the phone.

After a long time, Arthur put the wand back away, he leaned on his waist and straightened up, looking at the four children behind him.

"I think it should be possible now." He said, "Who wants to be the first to call Harry?"

Molly consciously withdrew from this naive battle. Ron glanced at Ginny. At this time, she was heading back with red ears. Not everyone could bear the jokes of Fred and George.

"Cough cough!" Ron cleared his throat and stood in front of Arthur with a complacency, "Let me come, after all, I was the one Harry asked to call him."

"Okay, then Ron, you come first." Arthur nodded involuntarily.

Ron picked up the receiver with one hand, pressed the other hand on the white digital dial, and pressed the phone numbers given by Harry one by one, "Is that all right? Dad?"

"It should be that way. I've seen other people call like this." Arthur looked hesitant. "But you just saw that the Muggles’ items are not so reliable. I think It’s not possible to use a machine to talk, so Ron should probably speak louder."

Just then, a beep suddenly rang in Ron's ears, and he was taken aback.

"This thing is ringing! But no one speaks!" Ron said excitedly, his voice doubled as usual, "I didn't hear Harry's voice either!"

"Then your voice doesn't need to be so loud now." Arthur smiled bitterly and pulled out his ears. "This should also be a normal process. We may have to wait for someone over there to answer the phone."

Ron nodded ignorantly, but his hand holding the receiver grew harder~IndoMTL.com~ However, after a long beep, the receiver once again returned to its previous silent state.

"It doesn't ring again, what should I do?" Ron looked at Arthur asking for help.

"It shouldn't be like this?" Arthur walked over and patted the plastic case of the phone. "I think the person over there didn't answer it. Wouldn't Harry not know you are going to call?" "

"So what should I do?" Ron looked at Arthur blankly, "Do you want to fight again?"

"I think so." In response to Ron's help-seeking gaze, Arthur nodded with difficulty. At this time, he only hoped that Harry's voice hadn't been heard from the call just now. The reason is really the same as what he just said. Like that.

Otherwise, Arthur felt that the image of an omnipotent dad he had set up for his children before might be seriously affected.

Fortunately, Ron's second call was made.

"Hello, who is it?" The thick voice of a middle-aged man came from the microphone.

Ron remembered what Arthur had just warned, he cleared his throat again, and then he yelled into the microphone at the loudest volume he had ever made:

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? I'm looking for Harry Potter!!"

Ron’s voice was so loud. The twins and Ginny frowned and covered their ears. Even Arthur and Molly couldn’t help but step back, even on the kitchen wall. The hanging plates and spoons seemed to be shaken twice.

"Hey! Why are you not talking? Hello?" Ron yelled twice, but there was no more sound from the microphone.

"It doesn't seem to ring anymore." Ron took the microphone away from his ear and looked at Arthur helplessly, "Did you not fix it just now?"