Burrow Quidditch finally came to an end.
The few of them collapsed on the sofa in the living room of the Burrow. Harry was too tired to move, so he closed his eyes and lay beside the fire.
Anna drank the tea that Fred had made for her.
Ron wanted to drink too, but Fred filled him with tea from a teacup, causing Ron to curl up in the middle of the sofa, holding a few posters and rubbing his nose as he muttered, "If it weren't for the fact that you helped me pick up the posters …"
The Weasley twins were the most energetic of the group. They each lay on one side of the big sofa, playing with the Golden Snitch.
Mrs. Weasley came home with Ginny to find this languid and peaceful scene.
"Children!
I'm so sorry!
We chatted a little longer! "Molly Weasley looked at her children with a smile." Oh!
Two new friends! "
"Hello, Mrs. Weasley!" Harry sat up and greeted her with Anna.
"Hello!
Hey!
Boy, your headscarf is so cool! "
Mrs. Weasley smiled and nodded at Harry. Her gaze turned to Anna. "And there's a little girl!
This is the first time my children have brought a little girl home! "
Mrs. Weasley was a little excited. "It's a memorable day. I have to cook a big meal for everyone!"
"Yay!" Watching Mrs. Weasley walk towards the kitchen, George cheered!
"Ginny, guess who this boy is?" Fred pulled Ginny, who was standing on the side, over.
She had long red hair, a small and delicate face, a few small freckles dotted her face, and brown eyes full of curiosity. She carefully observed Harry. "I can't guess …" Ginny frowned, feeling that it was not very polite of her to look at others like that. "Sorry —"
"Do you remember anyone with warts on their buttocks?"
Ron put his arm around Harry's shoulder and leaned over, flipping up Harry's headscarf to reveal the lightning scar. Harry playfully punched him in the stomach. "I don't!"
Ginny reacted for a moment and suddenly froze.
"Jenny?" George waved his hand in front of her eyes.
Anna saw Jenny's face turn from pink to red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if she couldn't catch her breath after standing on her head for more than ten minutes. She opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to scream, but she held back and ran upstairs.
"Ah —" A scream came from upstairs. Anna and the others looked at each other.
"What did I do?" Harry asked innocently.
"You didn't do anything, but you are Harry Potter!" Fred patted Harry Potter's shoulder.
"Jenny loves Harry Potter," George said. "She loves Harry Potter so much!"
"Just like how Fred likes Ann-" Ron's mouth was covered by Fred.
Mrs. Weasley heard the commotion and walked out of the kitchen, just in time to see Fred covering Ron. "Fred!
George!
What did you do?
What happened to Ginny? "
She went to rescue Ron. "Let go of poor Ronnie, he can't breathe!"
George raised his hands. "I'll confess!
We didn't do anything this time!
Ginny was so excited to see Harry Potter! "
"Where did she see Harry Potter?"
Harry silently took off his red turban. Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened. She hadn't even noticed. "What's going on?
This is — Harry?!
Why is Harry here?!
Running dwarf! "Mrs. Weasley gave Harry a big hug.
"Harry!
Our little hero!
Welcome to the Burrow — "Mrs. Weasley turned to Anna." And this little lady — "
"She's the Anna that Fred talks about all day!
Anna the Bear Slayer! "Ron hid behind Mrs. Weasley.
Mrs. Weasley was so happy that she took both children into her arms. "Thank you, Anna!
Thank you for saving Fred. Otherwise, we'd be seeing him in St. Mungo's hospital bed! "
Seeing this, Fred also hugged him. George saw that it was fun and joined them. Ron didn't know what was going on, but he was dragged by George to hug him.
Arthur Weasley came in through the front door and saw a group of people hugging in the living room. His children, his wife, and Anna … Wait?
That scar?
Is that Harry?!
Why is Ginny standing on the stairs stamping her feet?
"I'm back!" Arthur strode over and carried Ginny down the stairs to join in the hug.
Harry was in the middle of it all. He felt so hot that he began to sweat, but he didn't want to leave. He had a big smile on his face that wouldn't disappear.
"Children!
I think Harry and Anna have felt your enthusiasm. I have to cook. We have to prepare a big meal today! "
Mrs. Weasley went over and kissed Arthur on the cheek. "Dear, little hero Harry and Bear Slayer Anna, I trust you can take care of them."
"Of course!
The great Mrs. Weasley! "Arthur took off the exaggerated pointed hat on his head and kissed the back of Mrs. Weasley's hand.
"Eek —" The twins made a strange sound.
Mrs. Weasley hit them lightly, smiled at the others, and walked quickly into the kitchen.
Ron glanced at Ginny by accident, then frowned and took a closer look. "Why do you look different?"
Everyone looked at Ginny. She was wearing the camisole dress she had been reluctant to wear all summer, and a fluffy brown overcoat over it. She had even managed to sneak on Mrs. Weasley's bright lipstick — she looked a little like a child stealing adult clothes.
[Weasley in Distress — Ginny's Ignorant Heart: Do you smell it?
The smell of budding love — please protect this precious relationship. I believe you'd rather eat a melon than a bitter one.
Condition: Ginny and Harry correctly understand their feelings for each other. Reward: Memory + 10, ventriloquism + 50]
This mission was easy to complete. There was no time limit, so it should be completed without interference.
Ginny couldn't stand everyone's gazes, especially Harry's. She pursed her lips, lowered her head for a moment, and then forced herself to raise it again.
Anna was about to help Ginny out —
"Uh — I mean, there's nothing different. No matter how you look at it, it's still Ginny … It can't be Jin Zhi, right?" Fred touched Ginny's head.
"It can't be Jin Red, either," George added.
Ron nodded. "That's true."
He also walked over to touch Ginny's head and whispered in her ear, "Don't become like the twins. Don't be like any of them!"
Harry stood to the side and watched the scene in front of him. He smiled, feeling a little envious.
"Children, what happened today that brought all of you together?"
Arthur hung up his scarf and coat. "We can sit at the table and talk. Last night, I searched another Muggle house that 'seemed to be in danger,' but I only found a few retractable keys. I didn't even see anyone."
Anna chose a blue dining chair, and Harry sat next to her. "Mr. Weasley, what's a retractable key?"
Fred, who was sitting opposite Anna, rushed to answer Harry. "That kind of key can't open any lock, and it keeps shrinking until it disappears."
"In that case, the Muggles won't be able to find the key when they want to use it. They'll think they've lost it!" George was about to speak, but Ron cut in.
Although Harry didn't quite support Mr. Weasley's work, it might be a good choice to buy one for Aunt Petunia, Harry thought.
"Let's eat!"
Mrs. Weasley served ham pie, chicken meatballs, fresh salad, and the indispensable potato. It was so much better than the cold canned food, and was on a completely different level from two slices of bread and some cheese. Harry's mouth was full of food. God knew what he used to eat.
Anna and the others were exhausted after a morning of Quidditch. They wolfed down their food. Ginny blushed and looked at Harry as she ate. Surprisingly, there was no sound at the table. Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Finally, you're not so naughty anymore." She kept adding food to Harry and Anna. "Eat more!
Eat more! "
Until Anna and Harry both collapsed in their chairs, holding their stomachs. Harry burped and covered his mouth.