Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 513

"In comparison, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, you may need to pay more attention. Don't mention things in the magical world outside your home on weekdays. That dark wizard has some subordinates, and may flee outside reads( ); I hate you so much," he continued reminding.

"But please rest assured, we will use magic to protect your information. They can't find your information from any channel or any method. Just you, be careful not to talk about the magic world on weekdays." He keep talking.

"It's easy to do," said Mrs. Granger and Mrs. Granger, both relieved, affirmatively. "We pay attention to this on weekdays, and we don't want to be treated as weirdos by our colleagues. We always say to the outside world, Hermione goes to boarding school abroad and never talks to anyone about magic."

Good communication brings a good atmosphere, everyone is relaxed now, and the tension just now disappeared.

Hermione asked in a low voice, "The owl can't be used, so how do we get in touch? Can I continue to call and text you?"

"Just use phone calls and text messages." George smiled gently, "At this time, phone calls and text messages are much safer than owls."

Then they chatted for a while, finished coffee, and said goodbye to each other and went home.

.....

George said goodbye to Hermione, and his family, and continued onward with Harry.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they came to a small and elegant building.

The red and white building and the small garden reveal a breath of life, warm and tranquil.

The well-manicured lawn smells unique to the grass, and a few sparrows are chirping, jumping back and forth by the small fountain in the fence.

George didn't use the key, but lightly locked the door a little, and the door suddenly opened.

After opening the door, the small building is very modernly decorated and furnished, and the picture frames on the wall are landscape paintings from all over the world. White walls and delicate chandeliers make the house look bright and tidy.

Going inside, there is a spacious living room, transparent glass decoration, huge LCD TV, all the decorations are very modern.

George found a special button behind the LCD TV and pressed it a few more times in a drawer below the TV.

Then there was the sound of the floor rubbing, and a huge landscape painting moved to the side, with holes on both sides of the wall revealing a traditional fireplace.

"Burning flames!" George tapped the fireplace with his fingers.

The raging flames ignited in the fireplace in an instant, dancing and jumping in the air, and then the flames turned emerald green, filling the entire fireplace.

He explained to Harry, "This is one of my properties, which is maintained by a housekeeping company on weekdays, claiming that the owner is an investment business, and flying around. This way, no one will notice."

"I have some of these properties all over the world, so that even if Voldemort is several times stronger. As long as I have the heart to leave, he will not find my place. Of course, if I have time, I can also pass these fireplaces. , to travel around the world to relax.”

"Can Ron's fireplace be linked here?" Harry asked curiously.

He had only used the fireplace in Ron's house before, and it was very convenient to connect to Diagon Alley and other places through Floo powder.

"This is a teleportation network I built privately and cannot be reached by other means, after all for me their safety is the most important reads(); Place, I can choose Apparition and Portkey." George explained slowly.

"As I am." George entered the flames, shouted, "Castle!", and disappeared into the flames with a swoosh.

Harry imitated George and teleported to George's house through the fireplace.

a whirlwind,

Appeared again was already George's home.

By the fireplace, Grandma and Anna were getting impatient.

The grandmother scolded, "You guys are much later than usual today."

She pointed to the hot water and towel that had been prepared on the table next to her, and urged, "Go wash your hands, and then eat."

The dinner was very rich, many of which Harry did not know, except for the hot fruit pie and pudding, fried salmon, and roast goose with roasted mashed potatoes.

There are also some foreign dishes with strange-sounding names, some kind of food like a dream and a phantom, tofu like a panda, and so on.

Despite their weird name, they taste really good. Harry was sure that he had never eaten something so delicious in his life, and it was much more delicious than the food at the Hogwarts dinner.

Under Mrs. Soros' reassuring gaze, Harry opened his stomach and happily stuffed every food he liked into his mouth.

"Did you encounter anything on the way? It's a lot later than usual today. I'm going to ask the messenger to find you."

Mrs. Soros only asked when she saw that they had almost eaten.

George talked about what happened after they left the station, wasted time to remind Ron and Hermione's parents.

"That's right," said Mrs. Soros in agreement. "The Weasleys are in a more dangerous situation. They have too many children, so they can take good care of them. This time Fred and Joe are in trouble again. More protection. The Grangers live in the Muggle world and need to be extra cautious."

"However," she said, glancing at George, "you could be tougher and take the initiative to be the Weasleys' secrecy keeper. If you let them choose, they will have a closer relationship with Dumbledore."

Immediately, she sighed and said, "But this kind of thing, after all, it's their own choice. The relationship between the Red Courage Loyalty Curse is too important, and it's a little inconvenient for others to be the secrecy."

After a relaxed and happy dinner, Mrs. Soros urged them to rest early. What's the matter, wait for a good rest tomorrow, they must be tired after a long drive.

George took Harry upstairs to where he lived.

He took Harry to a clean bedroom on the left side upstairs, with neat and clean quilts, a soft bed, and a few big dolls on the bed.

Harry curiously took a Garfield doll, squeezed the soft doll, and said with some puzzlement, "Why are there these in the room."

George said a little embarrassedly, "When Anna and I were shopping, I accidentally bought too much, and there was nowhere to give them away, and it was difficult to throw them away, so I brought them all back. If you don't like them, you can pile them in corner."

(To be continued.)