Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

"Can you tell us now, Harry?" Ron sat next to Harry, supporting his little head with one hand and leaning lazily on the back seat. "What happened?"

Hedwig was very complimentary and stuck his head out of the window: "Kaka!"

"Okay -" Harry turned his head and glanced at the bird flying happily in the sky, "Okay!"

Harry told them about what happened that day, the strange house elf, the ruined cake, and the true source of the Ministry of Magic's warning.

"I don't do magic at all," Harry said. "Today is the first time I've touched my wand in months."

"Very—suspicious—" Fred poked his head away from the passenger side.

"It's very strange." George didn't even look at the road very much. He turned back to echo Fred's words casually from time to time, "He didn't even want to tell you who was planning this?"

"I don't think he can say it." Harry took his wand out of his pocket and held it under his chin. "As I said just now, every time he wants to say something, he has to use his head. Hit everything he can see.”

"Kaka!" Hedwig echoed outside the window in agreement, and Ron stuck his head out of the car window and laughed loudly at the white bird.

But the Weasley brothers looked at each other, then looked back more seriously.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, "You don't think he's lying to me, do you?"

"Well," Fred simply turned around, "Let's put it this way - house elves' magic is very good, but they generally cannot use magic without their master's permission - they are very restricted. .”

"That proves——" said George.

"It proves that Dobby was actually sent to prevent you from returning to Hogwarts." Fred received, "Someone is trying to play a trick on you."

"Do you have any enemies at school? Harry?" George asked softly.

"Yes!" Harry and Ron immediately replied in unison.

"Draco Malfoy," Harry went on to explain, "he hates me."

"Draco Malfoy?" George stopped looking at the road completely and turned around like Fred. "Is he the son of Lucius Malfoy?"

"Probably, that's an unusual last name, isn't it?" Harry asked, "What's the matter?"

"I heard Dad talking about him," said George. "Lucius Malfoy is You-Know-Who's best friend."

"After You-Know-Who disappeared," Fred continued, "Lucius Malfoy came back and said that it had nothing to do with him and that it was a plan - Dad guessed that he was You-Know-Who's confidant."

As the savior of Gryffindor, how could Harry not hear these rumors about the Malfoy family? He didn't find it novel at all. But he didn't know if there were house elves in the Malfoy family.

But Fred and George told him that only ancient and wealthy wizarding families could have a house elf, and house elves were very expensive because they always needed to serve wizards for generations and had a short lifespan. long, so ordinary people don’t have the capital to get them.

Harry could only think of Malfoy as someone who both hated him and was very rich. He felt that he was so stupid for inexplicably wanting to take the words of an unknown creature seriously.

They spent a long time chatting like this before reaching the Burrow. When they arrived, a red sun had already appeared among the trees.

The place was very simple. Their car was parked next to a shabby garage, surrounded by a small yard. This house looks like some houses were built in a large stone pigsty. It looks very messy. Even the house is crooked and does not look like the finished product of a construction worker. There were some tall, fat leather boots and rusty cauldrons thrown at the gate - it looked like no one had used them for a long time.

They tiptoed into the house, but were caught by Mrs. Weasley. This chubby woman, who was originally kind-hearted, looked arrogant.

"Okay!" she said.

"Good morning, Mom." George replied pretending to be relaxed in what he thought was a playful and cute tone.

But apparently, his attempt to please failed. Mrs. Weasley scolded the Weasleys severely, and Ron and his two twin brothers stood aside muttering and lowering their heads. After a long time - maybe several hours, She turned to Harry - but didn't scold him.

Mrs. Weasley's face was like a barometer of Britain. This time she was no longer clouded, but full of warm sunshine: "I'm so glad to see you, dear Harry!"

"Come inside and have some breakfast!"

All in all - Harry still likes it here very much. Mrs. Weasley always cares about him very much. Although this place is simple and small, there are traces of life everywhere. The people here make Harry feel the warmth that he has not seen for a long time. Whether it was Ron's father who looked like Fred George and seemed to have a comic atmosphere, or the little girl with brown eyes who was shy and reticent, they all made him feel... The warmth of being valued and being in a real family.

"This is the nicest home I've ever seen," Harry said.

Ron pushed him back to the house with red ears: "Go and have a rest! Harry!"

About a week after arriving at the building, Harry received a notice from the school about the new semester. The letter also listed a list of new books he would use this year.

In fact, most courses do not require the purchase of new books. Except for the "Standard Spells" series of books written by Miranda Gorshak, which they need to study for the second level, other courses still use the original books. .

Except - Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This year, he needs to buy seven books for this course! Another book by Gerald Lockhart! And according to Fred and George, the books written by this man were more expensive than other books of the same type. Lockhart seems to be particularly famous in the wizarding world: whenever George or Fred mention anything bad about this person, Mrs. Weasley will glare at him fiercely.

They also received a letter from Hermione, brought by Ron's poor, shaky owl called Errol. And until Percy sat on it, none of them thought it was a creature lying on the chair. It looked like a dry gray feather duster...

Hermione said in the letter that she would buy textbooks in London next Wednesday and hoped to make an appointment with them to meet in Diagon Alley at that time.

What's even more coincidental is that the Weasleys were also going shopping in Diagon Alley that day!

But Fred and George told Harry that Clooney was also going to Diagon Alley to do shopping that day, which meant that he could meet all his good friends that day again!

Harry was looking forward to it.