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Chapter 131 Poor Owl

"I knew it!"

"Indeed, it can't be too obvious!"

Fred and George were arguing in unison at the dinner table, which made Mrs. Weasley very angry.

Ron lay weakly on the table, eating - but Mrs. Weasley looked at him with pity and said nothing.

There is no way. When you send letters to your good friends repeatedly but don’t get any response, no matter how strict the mother is, she will show leniency. And when another child receives a reply from the friend, this tolerance will be magnified.

So, each of the twins was hit hard on the butt.

"Don't talk about Percy's friends like that! What do you mean there are no good people hanging out with Percy?"

Mrs. Weasley stared at the twins quite seriously.

"Mom, he's the one who can invite Percy—"

"Yes, we also know clearly that he is as fond of telling tales as Percy, and goes to Professor McGonagall every day--"

So, the two were lifted up by their ears and dragged out of the kitchen, with Mrs. Weasley giving them powerful blows on their bottoms all the way.

"Oh, Mum, we were just trying to cheer Ron up..."

The twins whispered, but were met with suspicious looks.

"Think about it, Ron has written several letters and has received no response, but Percy, someone even took the initiative to invite him to play!"

This explanation seemed acceptable, and Mrs. Weasley finally stopped her attack.

"But I don't think Harry Potter is that arrogant..."

Both Mrs. Weasley's impression of Harry and Ron's description showed that Harry was not someone who would not reply. For a contestant who could even be admired by the twins, such a thing should not happen.

"I think Harry must have been controlled by Muggles, otherwise it would be impossible. He said that the Muggle family he lived in treated him very badly!"

For their own safety, the twins' brains worked quickly and they soon found an excuse for Harry - and they really didn't believe that their reliable teammate would become so strange all of a sudden.

"Controlled by Muggles?"

Mrs. Weasley accepted this setting easily - compared to Harry's refusal to reply, the poor child had more than enough reasons to be controlled.

"Right, so we have to rescue him!"

Fred spoke quickly - their grades were too bad, especially that damn T in Transfiguration, which restricted their movements during this period, but they couldn't give an example because the people who locked them up were right here.

"Um... Ron knows his address right... No..."

Mrs. Weasley was hesitant - this was no small matter, she was not a child, she needed to consider the consequences of doing this.

"Go check first, Mom. If he needs help, we can help!"

The twins' instigation was a great success, and even the impatient Percy was pulled into the inspection team.

"Mom, Percy got full marks in Muggle Studies! He will help us cover it up! It's just right for Dad to take us there after get off work, and then he can send Percy away after picking up Harry!"

Under the double temptation of Percy leaving and Harry coming in, the twins' brains worked exceptionally well.

Such a suggestion obviously touched Mrs. Weasley. She just warned the two not to make fun of Percy's friends again and let them go.

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"Okay, okay... we still need to write a letter to the agreed place..."

Andrew quickly wrote a reply as Percy requested - he was not worried that anything would happen to Percy anyway. As the sixth-year Gryffindor prefect, his fighting ability was stronger than that of ordinary graduates. Even though the Ministry of Magic had a ban, if the dangerous moment came, the Ministry of Magic would agree to cast the spell.

Of course, Penelope's father breaking the red-haired kid's leg was not an emergency, and this was the biggest risk of the trip - but this kind of thing, hehe...

"I've done everything. I didn't mean to be a spectator and not remind you when my leg is broken."

Andrew tied the letter to the owl's leg and watched it fly away happily.

——"Ron!"

When the bored Harry saw the familiar red-haired girl, he was stunned for a moment, then he pounced on her and gave her a bear hug.

Mrs. Weasley in the distance nodded with satisfaction, and the twins were also quite satisfied - they were all good teammates fighting together, and you were right.

"Why haven't you written to me yet?"

Harry said with a somewhat complaining tone.

"A letter? I've written seven invitations. Old Errol is almost exhausted!"

The two complained to each other, then smiled at each other - now that they had met, all misunderstandings were resolved.

"They didn't abuse you?"

"No, they were afraid I would turn them into bats and pretty much ignored me, but I couldn't get any mail and I thought you had forgotten about me!"

Harry half complained.

"It's okay, let's go to my house. We've even prepared the car. Dad will drive all the way here, and Percy will be directing from the side - but I don't think Percy understands that much either..."

"Well, I'll go back and get my luggage."

Harry's communication with his aunt and uncle went quite smoothly - they were happy that a threatening presence was gone.

So, after Harry ignored those bad tones, he packed all his luggage in ten minutes and got on the car that looked normal.

Of course, the moment he got on the bus, Harry knew that this thing was definitely magical, but since neither Mr. Weasley and Percy in the front seat nor the twin brothers in the back seat said anything, he pretended not to notice anything.

"The letter was intercepted?"

"Oh, it's hard to say whether they took your letter or the Ministry..."

Mr. Weasley whispered, but stopped at the end, "We'll take Percy to the Leaky Cauldron first. He's meeting a friend to buy reference books, and then we'll go home."

"You really don't want us to go with you, dear?"

Mrs. Weasley asked Percy a question while looking at Harry.

"No need, Mom."

Percy was already eager to go on an adventure - he planned to go to Gringotts to exchange some Muggle currency, then rent a small room near Penelope's house and give her a surprise.

"Well, I wish you good times, dear, and remember to write back."

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Half an hour later, Percy left the Leaky Cauldron with a wad of British pounds.

He had never found Muggle Studies class so useful.

Next is to take the subway and rush to...

...

"Fat sheep."

'His pockets are indeed bulging, he has a student face, and he's even holding a bird... he looks silly.'

'Follow closely, the old rules apply, if you can avoid it, don't rush.'

...

"Hermes, be quiet, we have to behave like Muggles, be quiet!"

Percy said quietly and sternly.

(End of this chapter)