94 hp Diagon Alley

The face when there are several pages of price lists.She breathed fire from the inside out, as if she had drunk two pints of dragon's blood.Fortunately, the letter from Hogwarts arrived home in time, although it cannot be compared with Bill, Charlie and Percy (Fred said that he will write a whole story about Percy and the Ministry of Magic later, please look forward to it), but I I feel that my mother reluctantly accepted our grades.Forgot to mention, we passed six OWLs alone, twice as many as we originally expected.

(Changes to a different handwriting) Percy joined the Ministry of Magic, the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and he said that he was highly regarded by the Director, Mr. Crouch.But no one in the family believed it, think about it, Gwen.Almost half the Ministry of Magic was working overtime for the Quidditch World Cup, only he was still 'writing a report for the Department of International Magical Cooperation', a report on the leaked cauldron.He also 'casually' mentioned that a large-scale event would be organized in the future, and hoped that we would hold his leg and beg him to reveal a little bit of the inside story--Merlin's corns, we were not interested at all.

So we sent him a copy of dragon dung - stuffed in an envelope.He called it a fertilizer sample sent from Norway.

(Changes another handwriting) We regret that you can't go to the World Cup together, I really can't figure out what you've been up to lately?Even if Fred and I deal with order forms from morning to night every day, you can't send us a letter, a letter of a few lines!

Well, actually we just got back from Harry's Muggle uncle's house.I am sure you have many questions.We're going to pick him up at the Burrow and then head off to watch Quidditch early tomorrow morning, hope you'll take advantage of the few hours left today and write back to us please?

In case you really don't want to write back, and we're going away for a week, your curiosity may be tormenting you so much that you won't be able to sleep.Fred and I decided to show mercy and answer your doubts.Harry had been living with Sirius for a month, and last week Lupine and Sirius seemed to have some special mission, so they sent him back to his Muggle home for a few days.Of course, Sirius will meet us at the Quidditch pitch tomorrow - Lupine may have some hairy little problem and won't be there.

I thought we were polite enough, Mom even sent the Dursleys a letter ahead of time.It turned out that when Dad took us and Ron to Privet Drive, four wizards were actually stuck behind a Muggle fireplace-why did they seal up a good fireplace?Damn Muggle electric stove.Fred and I were squeezed against the wall, not even the Knight Bus was crushed so flat.

(changes handwriting) We meet Harry's cousin Dudley.Frankly speaking, who doesn't have a few strange relatives?But when we saw him, we almost thought he was Crabbe and Goyle's brother.Before we left, we cleverly left a piece of candy, and the little fat guy really ate it stealthily - I heard from my father that his tongue was four feet long in the end.

(Back to the original handwriting) In the end, we were told by our mother.Plus, both Harry and Hermione are at the Burrow.Ginny was a bit disappointed to hear you wouldn't be coming, but she'd be happy to have a word with Harry, who she adores, every day now.

Anyway, write us back!

Already a little angry Weasley and Weasley. "

Gwen read the letter with a smile, and before Garrick gave her a new task, she hurried to the front of the workbench to pick up the quill.

"Dear Fred and another angry Weasley,

I hope you don't get angry, I'm really too busy.As if Garrick expected me to become a wand master in two months, he fed me all kinds of advanced knowledge mechanically.Thank you for the little gift you've enclosed, it would have been better if it wasn't a fake wand, and I wish you'd send me some Weasley candy to help me out of Ollivander's cram school.Seriously, last week I had to go through the store's wands one by one—seven days—to see one wall.

Congratulations on making your first Weasley tricks, I'm so proud of you.And your OWLs certificate, I have other thoughts on this, maybe after meeting.I know that Mrs. Weasley always wanted you to work in the Ministry of Magic, but as a resident of Diagon Alley, I always think that there is a lack of a decent magic trick workshop.

As for the big event that Percy was talking about, I have a rough idea of ​​what's going on, but unlike you two brothers who are merciful, I won't reveal any information-apparently Garrick's holiday has something to do with it, I've paid for it myself, so I'm not expecting too much.

As far as Harry's thing, I'm sure he had a great time with Sirius.And your adventures in the Muggle world are indeed shocking.What is an electric stove?Why did they seal up a good fireplace and have to use some kind of electric stove?So how do Muggles drop by?And Harry's cousin, I feel sorry for what happened to him.I bet that product must be Tongue Toffee, Bloat Spell?Unbelievable, gentlemen.I thought you were tired enough just to review last year, but you actually took the opportunity to invent so many—good things!

And I'm just a humble Gryffindor student who has attacked the professor for two consecutive years and has not been expelled.

Enclosed are several bags of owl food from the Magic Zoo next door. I heard that the kind Sirius gave Ron a new owl.

Poor Gwen who found time to reply.

PS Fred, tell George not to be mad at me! "

A few days later, Gwen was surprised to find that the residents of Diagon Alley who went to watch the World Cup suddenly came back, apparating in a panic with the ear-piercing sound of "papa", and they were all unkempt and embarrassed.She grabs a neighbor at random and learns there's an emergency at the Quidditch World Cup.Several dark wizards attacked the Muggle family, and the scene was chaotic.

Not long after, the freshly released "Daily Prophet" published a piece of news that shocked the wizarding world: "Horror at the Quidditch World Cup", complete with a flash of the Dark Mark hanging from the treetops Black and white photo.

Old Mr. Ollivander closed the door of the wand shop tightly, and his old face showed a panic that had never been shown before.Of course Gwen knew that many years ago he had also seen the Dark Mark in the mid-air of his son and daughter's house.

Old Garrick sat silently in his tiny studio until a letter from a Hogwarts owl arrived.Gwen thought it was for herself, but the owl was so angry that it grabbed her finger.

Ollivander read the letter slowly, and said to a fidgeting Gwen, "My boy, I'm going to see Dumbledore, and things got complicated about that event." Then he shook his head, "Even so they There's going to be a..." Then he cleared the little-used fireplace in the wand shop, and jumped into it while thinking about Hogwarts.

Looking at the blazing flames, Gwen finally decided to do something bold.She first wrote a letter to Katie, hoping that she would report her safety, and then grabbed a handful of Floo powder and jumped into the fireplace-"The Burrow".

Thank goodness Mr. Weasley, because there are too many children in the family, always needs to buy wands, and opened the Floo network permission for both of them.

With a bang, Gwen appeared in the living room of The Burrow.It was a crowded house, but the tables and chairs were wiped clean.There was no one in the room, and after a few seconds, a somewhat plump witch rushed into the room from the garden.

"Arthur—" Then she froze for a moment, "Oh, Gwen, boy, come here, how did you get from that..." She first hugged Gwen, and then helped her wipe off the ashes from top to bottom .

Gwen turned pale, realizing that Mrs. Weasley was also waiting for her family to come back. "Hello, ma'am. I'm sorry to come over suddenly." Then she remembered that this was the first time that she didn't receive an invitation or send a letter in advance. She recklessly drilled into someone's fireplace without even bringing a decent copy one's gift. "I saw the news that George and the others, as well as Harry and Hermione, have all gone to the World Cup. I'm a little worried..."

Mrs. Weasley gave her another hug when she heard this, "They haven't come back yet." She kept walking up and down, "I've been waiting outside just now. The children have to go to Ferret Hill first, and then wear Autry-St. Catchpole, if they set off early in the morning, they should be back before breakfast." After that, she glanced at the grandfather clock in the corner, which had nine golden needles, each with a Engraved with the name of one of the Weasleys.There are no numbers on the face of the clock, but there are places where each family member may be.There are "home", "school" and "work", as well as "on the way", "missing", "hospital", "prison", and at twelve o'clock on the ordinary clock, it is marked "life is in danger".

"Look, they're on their way."

Gwen saw that Mrs. Weasley was still clutching a rolled up "Daily Prophet" in her hand, so she made a pot of hot black tea on her own initiative.

"Forgive me, ma'am," she tried to slow down her voice, "have a cup of tea first."

Mrs. Weasley took the teacup tremblingly, took a swig, and then patted Gwen's hand reassuringly.Suddenly remembered something and jumped up from the chair, "I forgot to make breakfast! I was too flustered."

Gwen bit the bullet and went forward, "I may be a little clumsy...Is there anything I can do for you? Ma'am."

"No, dear, you can rest for a while. I can finish it soon." Although this witch looks out of the window from time to time and occasionally checks the clock, she is like a magician among wizards