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The Dursleys wouldnt have liked it - there were plenty of weeds, and the grass needed cutting - but there were gnarled trees all around the walls, plants Harry had never seen spilling from every flower bed, and a big green pond full of frogs. Muggles have garden gnomes, too, you know, Harry told Ron as they crossed the lawn. Yeah, Ive seen those things they think are gnomes, said Ron, bent double with his head in duty play for of call pc peony bush, like fat little Santa Clauses with fishing rods. There was a violent scuffling noise, the peony bush shuddered, and Ron straightened up. This is a gnome, he said grimly. Gerroff me. Gerroff me. squealed the gnome. It was go here nothing like Santa Claus. It was small and leathery looking, with a large, knobby, bald head exactly Baldurs gate 3 help the cursed monk pay a potato. 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The air was soon thick with flying gnomes. See, theyre not too bright, said George, seizing five or six gnomes at once. The moment they know the de-gnomings going on they storm up to have a look. Youd think theyd have learned by now just to stay call of unblocked games. Soon, the crowd of gnomes in the field started walking away in a straggling line, their little shoulders hunched. Theyll be back, said Ron as they watched the gnomes disappear into the hedge on the other side of the field. They love it here. Dads too soft with them; he thinks theyre funny. Just then, the front door slammed. Hes back. said George. Dads home. They hurried through the garden and back into the house. Weasley was slumped in a kitchen chair with his glasses off and his eyes closed. He was a thin man, going bald, but the little hair he had was as red as any of his childrens. He was wearing long green robes, which were dusty and travel-worn. What a night, he mumbled, groping for the teapot as they all sat down around him. Nine raids. Nine. And old Mundungus Fletcher tried to put a hex on me when I had my back turned. Weasley took a long gulp of tea and sighed. Find anything, Dad. said Fred eagerly. All I got were a few shrinking door keys and a biting kettle, yawned Mr. Weasley. There was some pretty nasty stuff that wasnt my department, though. Mortlake was taken away for questioning about some extremely odd ferrets, but thats the Committee on Experimental Charms, thank goodness. Why would anyone bother making door keys shrink. said George. Just Muggle-baiting, sighed Mr. Weasley. Sell them a key that keeps shrinking to nothing so they can never find it when they need it. Of course, its very hard to convict anyone because no Muggle would admit their key keeps shrinking - theyll insist they just keep losing it. Bless them, theyll go to any lengths to ignore magic, even if its staring them in the face. But the things our lot have taken to enchanting, you wouldnt believe - LIKE CARS, FOR INSTANCE. Mrs. Weasley had appeared, holding a long poker like a sword. Weasleys eyes jerked open. He stared guiltily at his wife. C-cars, Molly, dear. Yes, Arthur, cars, said Mrs. Weasley, her eyes flashing. Imagine a wizard buying the steamhouse rusty old car and telling his wife all he wanted to do with click to see more was take it apart to see how it worked, while really he was enchanting it to make it fly. Weasley blinked. Well, dear, I think youll find that he would be quite within the law to do that, even if - er - he maybe would have done better to, um, tell his wife the truth. Theres a loophole in the law, youll find. As long as he wasnt intending to fly the car, the fact that the car could fly wouldnt - Arthur Weasley, you made sure there was a loophole when you wrote that law. shouted Mrs. Weasley. Just so you could carry on tinkering with all that Muggle rubbish in your shed. And for your information, Harry arrived this morning in the car you werent intending to fly. Harry. said Mr. Weasley blankly. Harry who. He looked around, saw Harry, and jumped. Good lord, is it Harry Potter. Very pleased to meet you, Rons told us so much about - Your sons flew that car to Harrys house and back last night. shouted Mrs. Weasley. What have you got to say about that, eh. Did you really. said Mr. Weasley eagerly. Did it go all right. I - I mean, he faltered as sparks flew from Mrs. Weasleys eyes, that - that was very wrong, boys - very wrong indeed. Lets leave them to it, Ron muttered to Harry as Mrs. Weasley swelled like a bullfrog. Come on, Ill show you my bedroom. They slipped out of the kitchen and down a narrow passageway to an uneven staircase, which wound its way, zigzagging up through the house. On the third landing, a door stood ajar. Harry just caught sight of a pair of bright brown eyes staring at him before it closed with a snap. Ginny, said Ron. You dont know how weird it is for her to be this shy. She never shuts up normally - They climbed two more flights until they reached a door with peeling paint and a small plaque on it, saying RONALDS ROOM. Harry stepped in, his head almost touching the sloping ceiling, and blinked. It was like walking into a furnace: Nearly everything in Rons room seemed to be a violent shade of orange: the bedspread, the walls, even the ceiling. Then Harry realized that Ron had covered nearly every inch of the shabby wallpaper with posters of the same seven witches and wizards, all wearing bright orange robes, carrying broomsticks, and waving energetically. Your Quidditch team. said Harry. The Chudley Cannons, said Ron, pointing at the orange bedspread, which was emblazoned with two giant black Cs and a speeding cannonball. Ninth in the league. Rons school spellbooks were stacked untidily in a corner, next to a pile of comics that all seemed to feature The Adventures of Martin Miggs, the Mad Muggle. Rons magic wand was lying on top of a fish tank full of frog spawn on the windowsill, next to his fat gray rat, Scabbers, who was snoozing in a patch of sun. Harry stepped over a pack of Self-Shuffling playing cards on the floor and looked out of the tiny window. In the field far below he could see a gang of gnomes sneaking one by one back through the Weasleys hedge. Then he turned to look at Ron, who was watching him almost nervously, as though waiting for his opinion. Its a bit small, said Ron quickly. Not like that room you had with the Muggles. And Im right underneath the ghoul in the attic; hes always banging on the pipes and groaning. But Harry, grinning widely, said, This is the best house Ive ever been in. Rons ears went pink. L CHAPTER FOUR AT FLOURISH AND BLOTTS ife at the Burrow was as different as possible from life on Privet Drive. The Dursleys liked everything neat and ordered; the Weasleys house burst with the strange and unexpected. Harry got a shock the first time he looked in the mirror over the kitchen mantelpiece and it shouted,Tuck your shirt in, scruffy. The ghoul in the attic howled and dropped pipes whenever he felt things were gameloop hacks list too quiet, and small explosions from Fred and Georges bedroom were considered perfectly normal. What Harry found most unusual about life at Rons, however, wasnt the talking mirror or the clanking ghoul: It was the fact that everybody there seemed to like him. Mrs. Weasley fussed over the state of his socks and tried to force him to eat fourth helpings at every meal. Weasley liked Harry to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard him with questions about life with Muggles, asking him to explain how things like plugs and the postal service worked. Fascinating. he would say as Harry talked him through using a telephone. Ingenious, really, how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic. Harry heard from Hogwarts one sunny morning about a week after he had arrived at the Burrow. He and Ron went down to breakfast to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny already sitting at the kitchen table. The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter. Ginny seemed very prone to knocking things over whenever Harry entered a room. She dived under the table to retrieve the bowl and emerged with her face glowing like the setting sun. Pretending he hadnt noticed this, Harry sat down and took the toast Mrs. Weasley offered him. Letters from school, said Mr. Weasley, passing Harry and Ron identical envelopes of yellowish parchment, addressed in green ink. Dumbledore already knows youre here, Harry - doesnt miss a trick, that man. You twove got them, too, he added, as Fred and George ambled in, still in their pajamas. For a few minutes there was silence as they all read their letters. Harrys told him to catch the Hogwarts Express as usual from Kings Cross station on September first. There was also a list of the new books hed Baldurs gate 3 help the cursed monk pay for the coming year. SECOND-YEAR STUDENTS WILL REQUIRE: The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2 by Miranda Goshawk Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart Fred, who had finished his own list, peered over at Harrys. Youve been told to get all Lockharts books, too. he said. The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be a fan - bet its a witch. At this point, Fred caught his mothers eye and quickly busied himself with the marmalade. That lot wont come cheap, said George, with a quick look at his parents. Lockharts books are really expensive. Well, well manage, said Mrs. Weasley, but she looked worried. I expect well be able to pick up a lot of Ginnys things secondhand. Oh, are steam iron reviews uk starting at Hogwarts this year. Harry asked Ginny. She nodded, blushing to the roots of her flaming hair, and put her elbow in the butter dish. Fortunately no one saw this except Harry, because just then Rons elder brother Percy walked in. He was already dressed, his Hogwarts prefect badge pinned to his sweater vest. Morning, all, said Percy briskly. Lovely day. He sat down in the only remaining chair but leapt up again almost immediately, pulling from underneath him a molting, gray feather duster - at least, that was what Harry thought it was, until he saw that it was breathing. Errol. said Ron, taking the limp owl from Percy and extracting a letter from under its wing. Finally - hes got Hermiones answer. I wrote to her saying we were going to try and rescue you from the Dursleys. He carried Errol to a perch just inside the back door and tried to stand him on it, but Errol flopped straight off again so Ron laid him on the draining board instead, muttering, Pathetic. Then he ripped open Hermiones letter and read it out loud: Dear Ron, and Harry if youre there, I hope everything went all right and that Harry is okay and that you didnt do anything illegal to get him out, Ron, because that would get Harry into trouble, too. Ive been really worried and if Harry is all right, will you please let me know at once, but perhaps it would be better if you used a different owl, because I think another delivery might finish your one off. Im very busy with schoolwork, of course - How can she be. said Ron in horror. Were on vacation. - and were going to London next Wednesday to buy my new books. Why dont we meet in Diagon Alley. Let me know whats happening as soon as you can. Love from Hermione. Well, that fits in nicely, we can go and get all your things then, too, said Mrs. Weasley, starting to clear the table. Whatre you all up to today. Harry, Ron, Fred, and George were planning to go up the hill to a small paddock the Weasleys owned. It was surrounded by trees that blocked it from view of the village below, meaning that they could practice Quidditch there, as long as they didnt fly too high. They couldnt use real Quidditch balls, which would have been hard to explain if they had escaped and flown away over the village; instead they threw apples for one another to catch. They took turns riding Harrys Nimbus Two Thousand, which was easily the best broom; Rons old Shooting Star was often outstripped by passing butterflies. Five minutes later they were marching up the hill, broomsticks over their shoulders. They had asked Percy if he wanted to join them, but he had said he was busy. 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Well, there are an awful lot of wizard fires to choose from, you know, but as long as youve spoken clearly - Hell be fine, Molly, dont fuss, said Mr. Weasley, helping himself to Floo powder, too. But, dear, if he got lost, how would we ever explain to his aunt and uncle. They wouldnt mind, Harry reassured her. Dudley would think it was a brilliant joke if I got lost up a chimney, dont worry about that - Well. all right. you go after Arthur, said Mrs. Weasley. Now, when you get into the fire, say where youre going - And keep your elbows tucked in, Ron advised. And your eyes shut, said Mrs. Weasley. The soot - Dont fidget, said Ron.
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