Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 74 The Letter

Mrs. Weasley already had some hope that her youngest daughter Ginny would be assigned to Ravenclaw when she entered school, and she had become more appreciative and admired of learned people than before.

Mrs. Weasley handles today's housework carefully. Unlike in the past, she needs to make her way of handling housework more efficient and simpler. In order to facilitate the evening, write it into a suitable manuscript.

Just then, she saw an owl flying outside the door and dropped a box.

"It's a letter from Hogwarts." Mr. Weasley picked up the box from the ground and carefully patted the dust on it.

Both Harry and Ron received a letter on yellow parchment with green writing on it. Fred also came slowly, and he too.

Harry focused on the letter in his hand, which told him to take the train back to Hogwarts from the old place King's Cross on September 1st. The letter explained the books he needed to prepare for the new school year.

In addition to "Standard Spells," a must-read for sophomores, the list includes a slew of Gilderoy Lockhart's autobiography of Walking With Various Monsters.

Fred finished reading his list, turned to look at Harry's list, "About the list, a bunch of Gilderoy Lockhart books, I bet this new Defence Against the Dark Arts class. The professor, must be his admirer, most likely a witch." Fred saw his mother looking over, and hurriedly lowered his head and continued to eat.

"These books aren't cheap." Ron remembered the price of Gilderoy Lockhart his mother bought.

"Small thing, your father has made a lot of money recently. Mr. Soros said that if my book is published, it will be very popular." Mrs. Weasley is in charge of the family's financial power and knows how to spend the money on the knife edge. " Ginny is going to school this year, and we're going to buy her some more."

"Oh, you're going to Hogwarts this year?" Harry looked at Ginny in surprise. Ginny was small and very shy every time he saw him, he thought Ginny wasn't ten years old. Well, it turned out to be only a year younger than him.

Ginny nodded slightly, and as soon as Harry's eyes came over, her ears turned red, and her elbow almost knocked over the spice bottle next to her.

At this time Ron's other brother, Percy, also came in. He was neatly dressed as if he was going to work, and he had the prefect's badge on.

"Good morning, the weather is really nice today." He said in a relaxed tone, looking in a good mood.

As soon as he sat on the last chair, he jumped up again and pulled out what looked like a feather duster from under his butt.

"Erol!" Ron jumped up, and he took the sickly old owl like a feather duster from Percy and found a letter from it, "This is from Hermione. Reply, I wrote to her that we were going to the Dursleys to save you."

He carried Errol to a perch by the back door and tried to put it on, but Errol seemed to be unable to get up and kept falling. Ron had to put it on a wooden board and muttered, "Remember to ask Hermione to leave her phone number next time, Errol can't deliver the letter anymore." Then he tore the letter in his hand. , read it out loud.

Dear Ron, dear Harry, I wish you all the best and hope Harry is safe. I hope you didn't break the law when you went to rescue him, otherwise it would get Harry in trouble. Let me know right away if Harry is all right, but it's better to get another owl, I think next time it's going to die on the road.

Of course I was busy with my homework and meditation, and I found that meditation helped me a lot with my homework. Next Wednesday, I will go to London to buy textbooks, we can meet in Diagon Alley, please write back to me as soon as possible and tell me your situation.

Signed, your faithful friend, Hermione

"Well, we'll go shopping that day too.

"Mrs Weasley set a date.

Harry felt like he was being sucked into a giant vacuum cleaner, his body was spinning constantly in the vacuum cleaner, and the sound of the wind whistling was deafening. He couldn't open his eyes, only vaguely felt himself in a swirling green flame.

Suddenly, his arm hit something hard, and he tried to clamp his arm tightly, covering his head, and curled into a ball, like a ball. The training told him that this reduces the area of ​​injury.

He kept spinning until his hands hit the cold ground. After a while, he slowly got up. He squinted his eyes and looked around, but his eyes were still in a trance, and the world was spinning for a while. The morning eggs and sandwiches seemed to run out of his stomach, and he immediately stood still, taking small breaths and slowly adjusting his breathing.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and he was alone, in a completely strange place. There was no one around, and he was standing in front of the stone fireplace in a large but dark wizard's shop.

What exactly happened? Harry carefully recalled the previous experience.

It's Wednesday, the day I've made an appointment with Hermione to meet at Diagon Alley. Mrs. Weasley called everyone up early in the morning, and they hurriedly ate breakfast, put on new clothes, and waited to meet friends.

Mrs Weasley took out a small flower pot on the kitchen mantelpiece. "It's almost running out, Arthur, remember to remind me to buy more when I'm in Diagon Alley today. Harry, come first, you are guest."

She handed the flower pot to Harry.

Harry was caught off guard and looked at everyone suspiciously, "What should I do?"

"Oh, you didn't use Floo powder." Ron responded suddenly. "I'm sorry, Harry, I forgot that you didn't use Floo powder."

"Never used?" Mr. Weasley looked curious. "How did you find Diagon Alley last year?"

"I went by the subway," Harry whispered, he still hadn't figured out what Floo powder was all about.

"That's really good." Mr. Weasley was very interested in Muggle transportation. "Is it by elevator? How to get there..."

"Don't ask about it now, Arthur," Mrs Weasley interrupted her husband. "It's much faster to get to Diagon Alley with Floo powder, but Harry never used it before..." Weasley Mrs Sly looked worried.

"It's alright, Mom, it's very simple." Fred said indifferently, "Harry, let's see how we do it first."

Fred picked up a handful of shiny powder from the small basin, then walked over to the stove and threw all the powder in his hand into the flame.

With a "huh", the fire turned emerald green, and a flame higher than a man burst forth. Fred walked straight into the fire and shouted "Diagon Alley!" As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared.

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