Harry slowly sat on the broom. He was very careful, as if he was taming a wild horse. He knew the power of Anna's spell too well.
George winked at Ron. "Warts," Ron said with a look of realization.
"..." Harry did not control his emotions well and flew away. However, the Potter family's Quidditch talent allowed him to quickly regain control of the broom.
"How do you all know that Harry has warts on his butt?" Anna was curious.
"I didn't —" Harry shouted hoarsely in the air.
"We saw it in Mother's Daily Prophet. It was after the end of the First Great Wizard War. Rita Skeeter's article: 'Rejoice, rejoice, the dawn will come, when gold once again fills the bustling streets of Diagon Alley —'"
"— we shall not forget the tragedy of Godric's Hollow, and the little baby with a pacifier and warts on its bottom — Harry Potter, for all that he has done for us —" George shook his head. "Harry Potter!"
"I only remember 'warts' and 'Harry Potter'." Ron popped up from the side. "Ginny, on the other hand, read the newspaper many times. She especially likes Harry — even the warts on his butt are special to her!"
Harry flew away on the broom. He did not want to hear this at all, but he remembered one name — Rita Skeeter.
"Rita Skeeter?"
Anna frowned. The name was familiar. Rita was one of the few characters she hated when she read novels. She was an unregistered beetle named Animagus who liked to peep into other people's privacy. Her articles were filled with personal opinions and embellishments. Anna did not expect her to have written such an article when she was young. It looked positive and upbeat. Except for the warts on Harry's butt, there was nothing wrong with the content.
Fred picked up the Golden Snitch that had fallen on the ground. "But Father doesn't like this woman's articles anymore. He says she's full of lies."
"But Father still reads Rita Skeeter's articles. To be precise, everyone reads her articles. She writes very well. Although I know it may be fake, who doesn't like gossip?"
Ron nodded in agreement. "As long as it doesn't involve Charlie's Rockets, she can do whatever she wants."
"Speaking of the Chadli Rockets, their new ball finder is really interesting. He likes to catch the ball with his nose. Does he think that he can catch the Golden Snitch with his nostrils?" Fred returned the Golden Snitch to Anna, put on protective gear, and sat on the broom.
"Hey!
He will improve! "
Ron shouted at the twins flying in the sky, but Anna could see the doubt in his heart from his face. Ron had always been a very easy person to understand.
"Anna, can you fix this Golden Cat Thief?
I want to know how difficult it is to catch the Golden Snitch! "Ron spoke quickly." If I can catch it, then Gezeon will definitely have no problem!
He's slightly stronger than me! "
Anna didn't know if Ron trusted her too much or if he should worry about the strength of the ball finder, Calvin Gezeon. She nodded, took out her magic wand, and pointed it at the Golden Cat Thief. "Fix it as before!"
Ron put his face close to the Golden Cat Thief, because it didn't respond and didn't change. Anna was also very surprised. This was the first time her Restoration Spell had such a situation.
"Did it work?" Before Ron could finish his words, the Golden Cat Thief suddenly spread out its wings and hit his nose.
"Buzz!" Its silver wings began to flap violently, forming a thin shadow. The golden ball slowly rose and then suddenly disappeared.
Ron covered his nose. "If it hadn't hit my nose, I would have thought that it was an illusion." He stared at the sky and searched for a long time. "Hmm … Did it really fly up?"
"It flew up!" Anna also looked in the sky with her eyes wide open, but she found nothing.
Hmm?
Could it be that the Golden Cat Thief will stay in the open space of the Burrow forever?
"Harry!
George!
Fred! "Ron shouted into the sky." We released the Golden Cat Thief. You guys look for it! "
The three of them stopped passing the ball, and George held the Ghost Fly ball in his hand. "Amazing!
It's fixed! "
But he suddenly thought of the old brooms that Anna had cast a spell on. "Will we have a chance to see it again?" George was a little doubtful.
"Maybe it will become a legend of the Burrow — the Golden Phantom." Fred rode to Harry's side. "Harry, can you see it?"
Harry looked around in confusion. "Is there really a Golden Cat Thief?
I don't see anything … "
In front of them was endless green, and the only eye-catching thing was the Burrow not far away. Harry found that the Burrow was about five or six stories high, and there were several chimneys on the red roof. The whole building must have been built by magic. The higher the room was, the more crooked it was. It looked like it was going to collapse. If this was just an ordinary building, Newton's coffin would be tilted up.
Harry observed the Burrow and suddenly narrowed his eyes. Just now, there was a flash of light in his eyes. Was it the reflection of the twins' wristwatches?
"Buzz —" Harry heard a subtle sound coming from afar. "Swish —" Harry's red headscarf was raised, and the Golden Cat Thief passed by his ear.
Harry rode the broom and rushed forward. "Found it —" He spun in the air, and the surrounding scenery became blurred. He could only see a touch of gold in his eyes. The Golden Cat Thief fled in the direction of the Burrow.
"I see it!" Ron ran on the grass and chased after the Golden Cat Thief. Anna followed him with a broom.
Fred was the closest to the Burrow. He saw the Golden Cat Thief in the air, and it was approaching him at a very fast speed. Fred opened his hands and tried to catch the Golden Cat Thief.
"Be careful!
It teleported! "
Almost instantly, the Golden Cat Thief that was flying in front of Fred suddenly appeared nearly ten meters above his head. Fred shouted to remind Harry.
"Swish —" Harry, who was following behind, turned the corner right next to Fred.
Fred covered his heart and rejoiced. "Fortunately, it's Harry. If it was Ron, I would have been skinned!"
"But it's really exciting. If I used Anna's Golden Cat Thief in every game, I would have to double the salary of the Ball Finder." George rode to Fred's side and sighed.
Anna watched Harry chase after the Golden Cat Thief in the sky and perform all kinds of stunts. It was hard to imagine that it was his first time riding a broom. However, as Harry gradually approached the Burrow, Anna had a bad feeling.
Harry was completely immersed in the world of Quidditch. There was only the Golden Ball in his eyes. This was the first time in many years that he was so focused on one thing. He could realize his talent in this area, and he wanted to catch the ball in front of him.
The Golden Cat Thief appeared at the junction of the Burrow's rooms. There was a wooden stake that formed a triangular stable structure. Harry lay on the broom and went through the gap. He saw that the Golden Cat Thief was blocked by the complex wooden structure of the house when it rose, so he stretched out his arm and grabbed the Golden Cat Thief. It was cold, smooth, and metallic.
A sense of accomplishment filled Harry's heart. He wanted to shout, and he did. "I caught it!"
"Jump!"
Harry heard Anna's shout. He didn't know that Anna could shout so loudly. When he came back to his senses, he was less than five meters away from the wooden board in front of him. His excellent reflexes made him release his arm and lean back.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Anna used this life-saving spell again. She chanted quickly.
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Harry was hit by Anna's levitation spell and rushed to the wooden board that was only five meters away from him. But he didn't hit anything because the broom had already made a big hole in the wooden board.
When the orange plaid quilt covered Harry's face, he realized that he had broken the floor of a room.
"Cool!" The Weasley twins shouted. "Harry, are you okay?"
Ron looked at the quilt floating in the air and the orange poster blown out by the wind. He seemed to realize something. He opened his mouth wide, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.
"It's okay, Ron. I can fix the hole for you with a Restoration Spell," Anna patted Ron on the shoulder.
"… Thank you, Anna. Then my floor is the strongest in the entire Burrow …" Ron took Charlie's old broom from Anna's hand and was about to save his poster. Both of them forgot that the broom had a restoration spell cast on it. Ron grabbed the broom and rushed out. There was another round of chaos.