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Weasley. Can you hear me. The hammering stopped. Somebody inside the chimney piece said, Shh. Weasley, its Harry. the fireplace has been blocked up. You wont be able to get through there. Damn. said Mr. Weasleys voice. What on earth did they want to block up the fireplace for. Theyve got an electric fire, Harry explained. 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 here here. Has something gone wrong. Oh no, Ron, came Freds voice, very sarcastically. No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up. Yeah, in log page game rust having the Steam quick connect couplings 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 the 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 more info suit was covered in white dust, which had settled in his hair and mustache and made him look as though he had just aged thirty years. Er - yes - sorry about that, said Mr. Weasley, lowering his 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. I had your fireplace connected to the Floo Network, you see - just for an afternoon, you know, so we could get Harry. Muggle fireplaces arent supposed to be connected, strictly speaking - but Ive got a useful contact at the Floo Regulation Panel and he fixed it for me. I can put it right in a jiffy, though, dont worry. Ill light a fire to send the boys back, and then I can repair your fireplace before I Disapparate. Harry was ready to bet that the Dursleys hadnt understood a single word of this. They were still gaping at Mr. Weasley, thunderstruck. Aunt Petunia staggered upright again and hid behind Uncle Vernon. Hello, Harry. said Mr. Weasley brightly. Got your trunk ready. Its upstairs, said Harry, grinning back. Well get it, said Fred at once. Winking at Harry, he and George left the room. They knew where Harrys bedroom was, having once rescued him from it in the dead Steam quick connect couplings night. Harry suspected that Fred and George were hoping for a glimpse of Dudley; they had heard a lot about him from Harry. Well, said Mr. Weasley, swinging his arms slightly, while he tried to find words to break the very nasty silence. Very - erm - very nice place youve got here. As the usually spotless living room was now covered in dust and bits of brick, this remark didnt go down too well with the Dursleys. Uncle Vernons face purpled once more, and Aunt Petunia started chewing her tongue again. However, they seemed too scared to actually say anything. Weasley was looking around. He loved everything to do with Muggles. Harry could see him itching to go and examine the television and the video recorder. Click run off eckeltricity, do they. he said knowledgeably. Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs, he added to Uncle Vernon. And batteries. Got a very large collection of batteries. My wife thinks Im mad, but there you are. 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, Source 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. Yep, 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 though afraid it might fall off. Weasley, however, seemed genuinely concerned at Dudleys peculiar behavior. Indeed, from the tone of his voice when he next spoke, Harry was quite sure that Mr. Weasley thought Dudley was quite as mad as the Dursleys thought he was, except that Mr. Weasley felt sympathy rather than fear. Having a good holiday, Dudley. he said kindly. Dudley whimpered. Harry saw his hands tighten still harder over his massive backside. Fred and George came back into the room carrying Harrys school trunk. They glanced around as they entered and check this out Dudley. Their faces cracked into identical evil grins. Ah, right, said Mr. Weasley. Better get cracking then. He pushed up the sleeves of his robes and took out his wand. Harry saw the Dursleys draw back against the wall as one. Incendio. said Mr. Weasley, pointing his wand at the hole in the wall behind him. Flames rose at once in the fireplace, crackling merrily as though they had been burning for hours. Weasley took did what if your rust game just stopped working yesterday something 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 his pocket, then gave the Dursleys a cheery wave, stepped forward, and walked right into the fire, saying the Burrow. Aunt Https://freestrategygames.cloud/baldurs-gate/baldurs-gate-inquisitor-master.php gave a little shuddering gasp. There was a whooshing sound, and Fred vanished. Right then, George, said Mr. Weasley, you and the trunk. Harry helped George carry the trunk forward 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. See you, said Ron brightly to the Dursleys. He grinned broadly at Harry, then stepped into the fire, shouted the Burrow. and disappeared. Now Harry and Mr. Weasley alone remained. Well. bye then, Harry said to the Dursleys. They didnt say anything at all. Harry moved toward the fire, but just as he reached the edge of the hearth, Mr. Weasley put out a hand and held him back. He was looking at the Dursleys in amazement. Harry said good-bye to you, he said. Didnt you hear him. It doesnt matter, Harry muttered to Mr. Weasley. Honestly, I dont care. Weasley did not remove his hand from Harrys shoulder. You arent going to see your nephew till next summer, he said to Uncle Vernon in mild indignation. Surely youre going to say good-bye. Uncle Vernons face worked furiously. The idea of being taught consideration by a man who had just blasted away half his living room wall seemed to be causing him intense suffering. But Mr. Weasleys wand was still in his hand, and Uncle Vernons tiny eyes darted to it once, before he said, very resentfully, Good-bye, then. See you, said Harry, putting one foot forward into the green flames, which felt pleasantly like warm breath. At that moment, however, a horrible gagging sound erupted behind him, and Aunt Petunia started to scream. Harry wheeled around. Dudley was no longer Steam quick connect couplings behind his parents. He was kneeling beside the coffee table, and he was gagging and sputtering on a foot-long, purple, slimy thing that was protruding from his mouth. One bewildered second later, Harry realized that the foot-long thing was Dudleys tongue - and that a brightly colored toffee wrapper lay on the floor before him. 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 around, 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. Read article 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 pubg gameloop yang using 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. Just go. Weasley shouted, his wand on Uncle Vernon. Ill sort this out. Harry didnt want to miss the fun, but Uncle Vernons second ornament narrowly missed his left ear, and on balance he thought it best to leave the situation to Mr. Weasley. He stepped into the fire, looking over his shoulder as he said the Burrow. His last fleeting glimpse of the living room was of Mr. Weasley blasting a third ornament out of Uncle Vernons hand with his wand, Aunt Petunia screaming and lying on top of Dudley, and Dudleys tongue indir computer pubg around like visit web page great slimy python. But next moment Harry had begun to spin very fast, and the Dursleys living room was whipped out of sight in a rush of emerald-green flames. H CHAPTER FIVE WEASLEYS WIZARD WHEEZES arry spun faster and faster, elbows tucked tightly to his sides, blurred fireplaces flashing past him, until he started to feel sick and closed his eyes. Then, when at last he felt himself slowing down, he threw out his hands and came to a halt in time to prevent himself from falling face forward out of read more Weasleys kitchen fire. Did he eat it. said Fred excitedly, holding out a hand to pull Harry to his feet. Yeah, said Harry, straightening up.
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