Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"What excuse can I use to go?"

Lucius took out the book from his elbow and said, "Your father still has some tricks up his sleeve. Dumbledore owes me a big favor. That is—"

Lucius suddenly thought of something and felt a little embarrassed.

"What on earth is this?"

Draco moved forward curiously. The style of the book's cover seemed familiar. It was a black cover with the words "Dietary Summary" printed in large gold fonts.

He turned his head, ran to the sofa, opened the book to the cover, and saw the same words.

Lucius followed and knocked Draco on the head when he saw the book. "I was wondering why I couldn't find it after searching for it for so long. It turns out you took it!"

Draco nimbly escaped from his old father's grasp, "I'll go change my clothes and be right back."

"This brat!" Lucius cursed with a smile.

"what happened?"

Narcissa had a facial mask on her face, which emitted a faint pearl-like halo and was very expensive. She walked down the stairs step by step carefully.

Lucius hurried over, climbed a few steps, and carefully helped Narcissa down, "You can call me, what if you fall?"

Narcissa didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As a wizard, did she need to worry about falling? She could just cast a silent spell to land steadily.

However, this was the concern her husband showed for her, and Narcissa looked very pleased and leaned on Lucius' shoulder. Lucius stopped Narcissa and sat on the sofa.

Narcissa felt around with her arm and touched a thick book. She put it on her lap, opened it, and flipped through it casually. Lucius was also very curious. What kind of magic could a book that Dumbledore attached so much importance to have?

But he had looked through the previous volume in advance and didn't find anything special. Perhaps he could find some clues in the next volume that Draco was holding.

Draco was choosing clothes in his room. Which kind of clothes would make the red-haired man feel ashamed in the Burrow, but would not make Harry feel that he had dressed up deliberately?

"Harry, Harry."

Draco couldn't wait to share the good news with him while choosing clothes.

"I found the book you asked me to find. It doesn't look like anything special."

"real!?"

Harry's voice on the other end was a little distorted with excitement.

"Well, who am I? I am the very reliable Draco Malfoy. Also, my father and I will be coming to the Burrow soon. There are two books in total -"

"Thank you so much. Please come quickly. If you arrive in time, you can have lunch here."

"lunch--"

"Forget it, thank you. We'll go after lunch."

Even though Draco was a little tired of the food here, it should still be much better than the red-haired guy's. Even his family was hesitant to buy a piece of meat, so wouldn't it be even worse after moving?

"Well, thank you so much."

Draco felt a little embarrassed when he heard Harry's voice of thanks from the other side, but fortunately the conversation was very short, and he still felt a little disappointed after it was over.

"Ron——"

Ok?

One of Mrs. Molly's dishes was cooked and served on the table. Ron scooped a small bowl from the outside. Even though his mother hit him several times, he did not give up. Instead, he scooped a small spoonful of rice from a pot, stirred it, and ate it on the table.

After hearing Harry's voice, he raised his head with a questioning look in his eyes.

Harry was a little embarrassed to speak, these two people have always been at odds with each other, forget it, things will work out when the time comes.

"It's okay, I just saw that you were eating very deliciously."

"It's just that - it tastes so good."

Fred appeared from behind, pressed his brother's head and tried to put it into the bowl. Ron stubbornly stuck out his neck and looked at Harry for help.

"Okay, okay." Harry advised softly.

Fred let go of his hand and immediately ran away. Ron put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran after him, "Is there any brother like this? Ah, I ask you, is there any brother like this? I am your biological brother!"

"I am still your brother?"

Fred couldn't help but retort, and Ron was like a lit powder keg. His short legs moved faster and faster, like a cannonball, rushing towards Fred's back, and then being hugged by George who was lying in ambush on the side, and finally shaken hard.

"Little Ronnie, my dearest little Ronnie, why are you getting fatter recently?"

Ron's stomach was stirred by the shaking and he felt like vomiting.

He struggled hard, like a loach in its pupa, his hands flying around and grabbing George's hair fiercely.

George chose the right moment and released his hand, causing Ron to fall hard on his butt.

Mrs. Molly rushed out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand. "George! Fred! What are you doing?"

"It's unfair, my dear mother, it was Ron who provoked me first." I don't know whether it was George or Fred who shouted loudly.

Ron, who was sitting on the ground, pointed at himself in disbelief, then immediately stood up, wanting to catch the two bad guys to prove his innocence, and then ran out the door with the Weasley twins (of course, he didn't want to face his mother's anger, especially this anger might also involve implicate.)

Molly also chased after him.

Harry laughed out loud, what a funny guy!

The loud voice made Ginny, who had just entered the room, couldn't help but cover her face, especially in front of the person she liked. Oh my God! How could I have such a brother? This is a disgrace to me.

Ginny covered her red face, faced Harry's gaze, and hurried to the stairs. She really wanted to be quiet now.

When Harry saw Ron again, his hair was a little more fluffy, and some of his hair was in tangles, but the rest of his body was fine, except that his clothes were a little messy. George had some bruises on the corners of his mouth, and he was grinning. Fred followed Molly dejectedly.

Molly held Ron's ear with one hand and pinched George's ear with the other hand, with Percy, who was disappointed with her son, following behind her. Then she walked into the room angrily, but when she saw Harry, her expression immediately eased.

"Good boy, you must be hungry. Eat first."

"That's a distinction, Mom."

"What's the difference in treatment? Harry is a good boy. He just sat at the dining table and behaved well from beginning to end."

Hearing Fred's mumbling behind her, Molly loosened her hand that was pinching Ron's ear, and then hit Fred hard.

"Ouch—"

Ron felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He hurried over to Harry and sat down obediently.

It was the first time for Fudge to be a guest in such a lively family. He said to the embarrassed Weasley, "He is quite healthy and lively."

Mr. Weasley gave a deathly smile and glanced viciously at the twin brothers behind him.