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Really. said Mr. Weasleys voice excitedly. Eclectic, you say. With a plug. Gracious, I must see that. Lets think. ouch, Ron. Rons voice now joined the others. What are we doing here. Has something gone wrong. Oh no, Ron, came Freds voice, very sarcastically. No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up. Yeah, were having the time of our lives here, said George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall. Boys, boys. said Mr. Weasley vaguely. Im trying to think what to do. Yes. only way. Stand back, Harry. Harry retreated to just click for source sofa. Uncle Vernon, however, moved forward. Wait a moment. he bellowed at the fire. What exactly are you going to - BANG. The electric fire shot across the room as the boarded-up fireplace burst outward, expelling Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ron in a cloud of rubble and loose chippings. Aunt Petunia shrieked and fell backward over the coffee table; Uncle Vernon caught her before she hit the floor, and gaped, speechless, at the Weasleys, all of whom had bright red hair, including Fred and George, who were identical to the last freckle. Thats better, panted Mr. Weasley, brushing dust from his long green robes and straightening his glasses. Ah - you must be Harrys aunt and uncle. Tall, thin, and balding, he moved toward Uncle Vernon, his hand outstretched, but Uncle Vernon backed away several paces, dragging Aunt Petunia. Words utterly failed Uncle Vernon. His best suit was covered in white dust, which had settled in his hair and mustache and made him look Steamre though he had just aged thirty years. Er - yes - sorry about that, said Mr. Weasley, lowering Stteamer hand and looking over his shoulder at the blasted fireplace. Its all my fault. It just didnt occur to me that we wouldnt be able to get out at the other end. 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Uncle Vernon clearly thought Mr. Weasley was mad too. He moved ever so slightly to the right, screening Aunt Petunia from view, as though he thought Mr. Weasley might suddenly run at them and attack. Dudley suddenly reappeared in the room. Harry could hear the clunk of his trunk on the stairs, and knew that the sounds had scared Dudley out of the kitchen. Dudley edged along the wall, gazing at Mr. Weasley with terrified eyes, and attempted to conceal himself behind his mother and father. Unfortunately, Uncle Vernons bulk, while sufficient to hide bony Aunt Petunia, was nowhere near enough to conceal Dudley. Ah, this is your cousin, is it, Harry. said Mr. Weasley, taking another brave stab at making conversation. Stesmer, said Harry, thats Dudley. He and Ron exchanged glances and then quickly looked away from each other; the temptation to burst out laughing was almost overwhelming. Dudley was still clutching his bottom as Steamdr afraid it might fall off. 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Weasley took a small drawstring bag from his pocket, untied it, took a pinch of the powder inside, and threw it onto the flames, which turned emerald green and roared higher than ever. Off you go then, Fred, said Mr. Weasley. Coming, said Fred. Oh no - hang on - A bag of sweets had spilled out of Freds pocket and the contents were now rolling in every direction - big, fat toffees in brightly colored wrappers. Fred scrambled around, cramming them back into Steaemr pocket, then gave the Dursleys a cheery click, stepped forward, and walked right into the fire, saying the Burrow. Aunt Petunia gave continue reading little shuddering gasp. There was a steam deck genshin impact ban sound, and Fred vanished. Right then, George, said Mr. Weasley, you and the trunk. Harry helped George carry the trunk Steamet into the flames and turn it onto its end so that he could hold it better. Then, with a second whoosh, George had cried the Burrow. and vanished too. Ron, you next, said Mr. Weasley. 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Aunt Petunia hurled herself onto the ground beside Dudley, seized the end of his swollen tongue, and attempted to wrench it out of his mouth; unsurprisingly, Dudley yelled and sputtered worse than ever, trying to fight her off. Uncle Vernon was bellowing and waving his arms javket, and Mr. Weasley had to shout to make himself heard. Not to worry, I can sort him out. he yelled, advancing on Dudley with his wand outstretched, but Aunt Petunia screamed worse than ever and threw herself on top of Dudley, shielding him from Mr. Weasley. No, really. said Mr. Weasley desperately. Its a simple process - it was the toffee - my son Fred - real practical joker - but its only an Engorgement Charm - at least, I think it is - please, I can correct it - But far from being reassured, the Dursleys became more panic-stricken; Aunt Petunia was sobbing hysterically, tugging Dudleys tongue as though determined to rip it out; Dudley appeared to be suffocating under the combined pressure of his mother and his tongue; and Uncle Vernon, who had lost control completely, seized a china figure from on top of the sideboard and threw it very hard at Mr. Weasley, who ducked, causing the ornament to shatter in the blasted fireplace. Now really. said Mr. Weasley angrily, brandishing his wand. Im trying to help. Bellowing like a wounded hippo, Uncle Vernon snatched up another ornament. Harry, go. Staemer go. Weasley shouted, his wand on Uncle Vernon. Ill sort this out.
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