Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"This is the first time I have eaten such good food made by Muggles." Mr. Weasley complimented, "Madam, your craftsmanship is indeed very good. To be honest, I think you can open a restaurant with your craftsmanship." The restaurant is definitely doing a booming business." As he spoke, he picked up a piece of cream cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "The desserts are even better."

Robert felt he had lied.

However, when he saw that Petunia was very satisfied with these words and her expression softened, Robert knew that Mr. Weasley's seduction skills were still as good as before.

It's just that the consequences are a bit tragic.

This, as can be seen from Mrs. Weasley's increasingly bright smile, maybe tomorrow morning's breakfast will be shellless durian meat.

"How is this hummus made?" Mrs. Weasley asked curiously, "It tastes so wonderful, so delicious that you can't stop eating it..."

"It's mainly sesame sauce. You must choose a sesame sauce that is suitable for hummus." Penny raised her head and said proudly, "I use xxx brand sesame sauce. In order to find a sesame sauce that can be paired with hummus, I I tried all the sesame pastes in the supermarkets around here..."

Mrs. Weasley was confused, what was that?

Isn’t it possible to make sesame paste by growing your own sesame seeds?

Why is there still a brand?

How could tahini be any different?

Aren’t they all sesame flavored?

At this time, Mrs. Weasley remembered that she had seen a shelf selling condiments in Holly Garden. At that time, she thought the sauces were not fresh. Now that she thought about it, maybe the sauces would taste better as time went by. ?

Thinking like this, Mrs. Weasley actually became very interested in the store in Diagon Alley. Let's go there next time to buy daily necessities!

After dinner, everyone chatted for a while, and the Weasley family prepared to say goodbye and leave.

The twins and Ron helped Harry move his things into the car. The Dursleys stood at the door and watched silently, with no intention of helping. They even stayed away from the luggage with vigilance on their faces, as if I'm afraid there's some curse on it.

Vernon opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't tell anything about the new house. After all, the house still needed to be renovated and it was too far away from Smelting School. He planned to move there when Dudley went to school.

Now, it would be better to leave it to the decoration company.

"Then, we'll take Harry away!" Mr. Weasley stood there with a smile and put his hands on Harry's shoulders.

The Dursleys all looked at them in silence, and no one spoke for a while.

Mr. Weasley's smile faltered.

Finally, it was Petunia who spoke.

"Goodbye," she said.

This was the first time Harry heard his aunt say goodbye to him. He looked at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

"You should say goodbye, Harry," Mr. Weasley reminded quietly.

Harry woke up from a dream and said awkwardly, "Goodbye."

Before getting in the car, he looked back again and again in disbelief, but his aunt never looked up again.

"Your aunt doesn't seem to be that difficult to get along with." Fred whispered, "She's just a little too face-conscious."

George nodded, "He also has severe mysophobia."

Ron retorted loudly, "That woman doesn't even want to let us go to the kitchen, she just looks down on us!"

"Ron! You are not allowed to say that!" Mrs. Weasley shouted angrily, "She is just an ordinary person who is afraid of magic!"

"What's there to be afraid of about magic!" Ron shouted, "She's just hypocritical!"

If it were before today, Harry felt that he would have felt like Ron that his aunt was being pretentious.

But……

Harry looked out the window. The Dursleys were no longer there, probably going home.

He thought so.

Her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, and she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

The bus soon left the city and turned onto a deserted road, and Mr. Weasley let the car fly in the air.

Opening the window and feeling the warm air blowing from outside, Harry felt that his depression was gone.

He likes the feeling of flying in the air, all worries are blown away by the strong wind, leaving no trace.

The bus traveled through the clouds and finally landed in front of the Burrow.

Mrs. Weasley asked, "Children, are you hungry? Do you need some midnight snack?"

Previously at the Dursley's house, due to limited ingredients, Petunia didn't prepare much food at all, and everyone was just barely full.

Mrs. Weasley prepared a lot of ingredients, but unfortunately they were not used in the end.

Especially her bread…

"It's a pity that my bread..." Mrs. Weasley scratched her head, "It's too much..."

Overdone?

Robert looked at her and suggested, "How about planting it in front of you? Make whole-wheat bread. I haven't eaten that kind of hard bread for a long time. It would be great if you spread it with butter and bake it."

"That's all..." Mrs. Weasley's face was full of resistance, "I'm afraid that tomorrow's bread will be sour..."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Robert spread his hands helplessly, "Just think of it as losing weight."

"Hmph, if you dare to say it's not delicious..." Mrs. Weasley looked at the little wizards with an unkind look, which made them frightened before turning around, "It seems that I have to set the alarm clock. I must not do it again." Lost time..."

With that said, she walked towards the kitchen, "I'm going to get you some midnight snacks. Remember to brush your teeth after eating!"

Night falls.

A chocolate-colored cat nimbly jumped down from the third-floor window, landed silently, jumped over the wooden fence in twos and twos, and ran towards the woods in the distance.

Behind it were a group of goblins who had been awakened. They screamed, as if they realized they were sleepwalking, and quickly retracted into the ground.

The cat was in good shape and quickly arrived at its destination, a unique wooden house.

This is a tree house grown from pine wood. Because of the use of a rapid growth spell, its shape is more natural. Robert and the others also laid a waterproof cloth inside to ensure the dryness inside.

Using all four limbs, the cat quickly climbed up the tree, got into the tree house, and turned into a human being, Robert, who had been up most of the night.

But he was not the only one who was not sleeping at this time, the twins were also staying in the house.

"Big transformation." Fred whistled, "I'll think of Crookshanks every time I see you."

George nodded, "The body shape is similar."

Robert was furious on the spot, "My hair is just longer!"

"Even the movements are similar now." Fred chuckled, "How about dyeing yourself ginger next time to pretend to be Crookshanks?"

George also smiled in a straight-faced way, "We can cover you!"

Robert sneered and said, "Covering? I think you two have bad intentions and want to see a joke!"