The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

The way to get to the Burrow, as originally planned, still uses the Floo network.

At this time, the fire in the fireplace had been extinguished because no one had teleported for too long.

"Burning flames!" Mr. Weasley pointed at the fireplace with his wand, and a cluster of flames immediately ignited in the furnace.

"The way to use the Floo network is very simple, Fred, come here first and give everyone a demonstration." Arthur beckoned, motioned for Fred to come over, and took out a small bag with a drawstring from his pocket. .

Fred reluctantly came to the fireplace, took a pinch of shiny powder from his father's bag, and threw the powder into the fireplace.

The fire turned emerald green and rose to the height of a man, and Fred walked directly into the flames, shouting "The Burrow!" In a flash, Fred disappeared.

Even though they were mentally prepared, Mr. Granger and He Ma still widened their eyes in surprise and took a deep breath.

"The key point is to speak clearly, don't move around during use - don't be choked by smoke." Mr. Weasley glanced at Harry and summed up the main points of using the Floo network, "Come on, George, it's your turn .

Mr. Granger, who was on the sidelines and watched the whole process, was excited: sprinkle a handful of magical powder, call out a place name, and you can teleport there. Is there anything more magical than this?

"Should be all right?" Tom was a little worried. He remembered that the first time Harry used the Floo network, he accidentally went to the wrong destination - he wanted to go to Diagon Alley, but he went to Knockturn Alley . If the Grangers also went to the wrong destination, there would be trouble.

"It's all right," said Mr. Weasley, his lips barely moving, standing beside Tom, "don't be nervous, even if they go to the wrong place, I can find them as soon as possible.

Tom:!

He wanted to stop Mr. Granger and give him a divination before he entered the fire to see his fortune, but it was too late. After George disappeared, Mr. Granger couldn't wait to pick up a pinch of Floo powder and sprinkle it into his fireplace. When the flames stabilized, he immediately stepped in.

It was a wonderful experience he had never experienced before. The flames swirled around him, spraying hot air like a hair dryer, drying his clothes extremely dry. This kind of comfort was like lifting a person from the dark A moldy hut thrown into a desert oasis that bleeds from the dryness.

Mr. Granger resisted the idea of ​​continuing to "lai" in the flames, and read out the somewhat strange place name: The Burrow. Then, he seemed to be sucked into a huge socket hole, and his body spun rapidly. The deafening whistling sound in his ears reminded Mr. Granger of the plane that was about to take off. He struggled to open his eyes, and a series of furnace doors and rooms outside the fireplace poured into his eyes, making his stomach churn, and Mr. Granger closed his eyes again.

Then, he fell out of a furnace door, and if someone hadn't helped him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Mr. Granger tried to straighten himself up, straightening his spectacles that were slanted to one side, and a crowded small kitchen appeared in his sight. The kitchen is crowded, on the one hand because the kitchen area is not large, and there are a lot of kitchen utensils, on the other hand, it is crowded with people.

Mr. Granger looked around, all were redheads, and he was supported by a short, plump woman with a kind, amiable face.

"You must be Mr. Granger, welcome to the Burrow!" She enthusiastically helped Mr. Granger to dust off the ashes from his clothes, and grabbed Fred and George who wanted to sneak out of the kitchen. came back.

"Charlie, Bill, help me greet the good guests, I have a few other things to do." She smiled and carried the twins out of the kitchen, one in each hand.

Fred and George looked frustrated, and cast a cry for help at the eldest brother and the second brother.

Faced with their brothers' cry for help, Charlie and Bill made a choice without thinking: They pretended they didn't see anything and let their mom take Fred and George out of the kitchen. Neither of them wanted to bump into the tip of their mother's stick at this time and block the curse for their younger brothers.

Tom stood in the living room and watched Mr. Granger disappear into the fire. He could do nothing but pray for him in secret, hoping that he would make it to the Burrow.

"Madame, please!" Arthur handed the bag to Mrs Granger.

Facing the fire in front of her, He Ma was also a little nervous. This is normal. Animals' fear of fire is imprinted in their genes. But when He Ma recalled her husband's actions, her heart gradually calmed down.

It's like skydiving!

She followed suit, repeated the operations of the previous three people, stepped into the fire, and disappeared.

Tom:

it should be no problem?

After Mrs. Granger also used the Floo network to leave, only Tom, Hermione, Harry, and Mr. Weasley were left in the room. As the only adult wizard, Mr. Weasley chose to be the last one to leave. The reason is very simple. If anyone uses the Floo network to go wrong, he can get them back in the shortest time possible.

Tom looked at Hermione and motioned her to leave quickly. The parents are gone, and the daughter should hurry, so as not to worry the Grangers.

Soon, Mr. Weasley was alone in the room. He picked up the last piece of luggage, swung his wand, locked the doors and windows, and poured the last bit of floo powder from the bag into the fire.

"It's time to buy some Burrow!"

The huge Granger's house was deserted, and even the fire went out by itself.

When Tom opened his eyes, he was already in the Burrow. A stout man walked up to him, tapped him on the shoulder, and shook hands with Tom.

The touch of the other's palm allowed Tom to guess his identity. Only Charlie, who studies dragons in Romania, has so many calluses and blister scars on his hands~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The red hair and dense freckles testify to this.

Charlie looks like a good gentleman, and his face is weathered. It seems that the environment of the Fire Dragon Reserve is not so pleasant. As he got closer, Tom noticed a large shiny scar on Charlie's arm.

"This is the trace left by your old acquaintance. You should still remember the Norwegian Ridgeback that was hatched by Hagrid?" Charlie took the initiative to explain to Tom when he saw the scar on his arm.

This scar has a lot to do with Tom.

Tom and Hagrid once raised a Norwegian Ridgeback, which Newt hid from the Ministry of Magic. After two years at Newt's, Norbert was sent to a dragon sanctuary in Romania - Newt's crate was running out of space.

This scar is his welcome gift to Charlie.

"Noble?"

"No, it's Norberta."

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