"I don't know — but we might be in a bit of trouble. Oh!
A Weasley product! "Fred clutched the steering wheel tightly, because if he didn't do so, he might be thrown out.
Anna stuck the broom in the car door, and the three people in the back seat held on to the broom to avoid being thrown out. "What happened?
Merlin bless us! "Ron shouted.
Anna took out her wand and held it in her hand. She held the broom with one hand and looked out the window. The scenery outside was constantly turning.
"Maybe we hit a bird, maybe."
She saw the windshield wipers swaying continuously, the headlights flashing as if venting their anger, and the loud roar of the engine sounded like a wail.
"I can't, I'm going to throw up." Ron held the door.
"Galloping Gorgon!
Baby Ronnie, you have to hold on! "George screamed.
Harry didn't know what to say. He could only hold on to the roof with both hands and comfort Ron.
"I'm trying!
Get it under control! "Fred broke out in cold sweat.
"Repair it!"
Anna cast the spell on the Ford, but surprisingly, the car only became brand-new on the outside and the cushion became comfortable, but it didn't stop it from spinning.
It seemed that the effect of the repair spell on overly complicated magic equipment was greatly reduced. Anna held on to the roof, but what about the levitation spell?
"Ugadim Leviosa!"
"Swoosh —" After a moment of weightlessness, the car finally stabilized. "Ugh —" Ron opened the window and vomited outside. Harry held his stomach and stopped talking.
"Bro!
We are at God-knows-how-high. Vomiting is a very wrong behavior!
Fred and George slumped in their seats. "I almost broke the steering wheel." Fred wiped his sweat with his sleeve. "Thanks to Anna's levitation spell — are you okay?"
"We're okay." Harry was probably in the best condition. "But Ron might be a little uncomfortable."
"I can see that. Poor Ronnie is vomiting —" George looked back at him. "We have to get out of here quickly. Otherwise, the vomiting rain will attract the attention of the Muggles."
After some twists and turns, they all felt light-headed when they got out of the car. Ron was holding onto the street lamp, Harry was patting his back, and Anna was determined to learn one or two medical spells.
"It's here." Looking at the dilapidated streets, the overturned trash cans, and the occasional rat, Anna suspected that no one lived on this street. It should be in the suburbs of London. In front of them was a dilapidated bungalow. Carefully stepping over the hole in the wooden floor, Fred took out a key from a flower pot in the corner.
"What is this place?"
Anna followed the twins into the house. She looked around curiously. The room was full of old furniture. "How did you find out that you can go to Hogsmeade from here?"
"Charlie took us here." George lit the fireplace in the living room. "From here, you can use floo powder to go to a cave outside Hogsmeade. Strange — there's a fireplace in the cave!"
"Charlie has a classmate who lives in Hogsmeade. He told Charlie about the fireplace. It's a simple way to get to London that a few young wizards in his village came up with." Fred put the key back in the flower pot by the door.
"The old residents of Hogsmeade have never been very welcoming to Muggles, and they don't want the young people in the village to be too exposed to the Muggle world. So, the floo network in Hogsmeade only connects to a few fixed places, which are the wilderness, or the Ministry of Magic..." George paused. "Diagon Alley was also possible, but because of business competition — you know."
Fred stood by the fireplace and introduced it grandly. "Now, this humble fireplace in front of us is the only one that goes directly to Hogsmeade from London. It was secretly built by a Hogsmeade teenager to fall in love with a London Muggle girl."
"A bridge of love." George took out a pile of petals from somewhere and scattered them on the ground.
"That's... um... great. I hope they have a good life..." Ron sighed.
"A love that deserves praise," the twins concluded. "But now it's time for us."
They each grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fire. "Eternal Star Cave!"
"Phew..."
Harry wrapped his flight jacket around himself. They were standing at the entrance of a cave. The biting cold wind poured in from outside, and everything was white.
Anna glanced at the fireplace they had just used. The fireplace was very old, and it was densely engraved with words by past users. For example, there was one that said, 'Dear Julia, my love for you is like the spots on a poisonous mushroom, and it will never change.' Below it was a comment that said, 'Sir... it depends on what kind of poisonous mushroom it is. As far as I know, more than one type of poisonous mushroom will disappear after being put into a crucible. It seems that your love is not as good as we thought.'
This person did not stop there. With the same style of writing, he left comments under almost all of the other comments, criticizing these poetic sentences that were full of emotions. Perhaps this cave should be renamed 'The Eternal Mouth Cannon Cave'.
"Eternal Star Cave?
I didn't know that the name of a floo site could be so strange. "Ron approached George and Fred." Oh, I almost forgot. The name 'The Burrow' is strange enough. Brothers, lend me your cloaks... "
George took out two cloaks from a small cloth bag. "We brought them. But we didn't expect you to be hiding in the trunk, my dear Ronnie. So we only brought two."
"Ahem... or..."
Fred coughed. "I mean, maybe a small and delicate friend would like to wear a cloak with me?" He suggested without looking sideways.
Harry looked at himself and thought he understood what Fred meant. "I can do it. I'm thin, but too delicate."
Fred had to open the cloak with a dark face to let Harry come over. George doubled over laughing, and Ron also giggled.
Anna also smiled, took out her wand, and pointed it at one of the cloaks. "Duplicate!"
The cloaks turned from one to a pile. Anna picked up a cloak and said, "Now the young lovers who come out of this fireplace won't have to worry about catching cold."
Wearing warm cloaks and stepping on the snow that reached their ankles, they walked out of a small path and stepped on the road paved with gravel.
They jumped up and shook off the snow. Since the twins kicked a tree and almost buried Ron in the snow, a snowball fight was inevitable.
Harry was very excited. This was the first time he had a snowball fight.
In the past, when it snowed, it was Dudley and his friends who were 'yawning'.
Ron had the most snow on him because his snowball hit Anna in the face. "Bless the Merlin. Anna the Bear Slayer doesn't need your protection at all!
You saw the levitation spell she just used. I almost thought there was an avalanche! "
"Don't hit people in the face!" Anna shrugged. "Besides, I sincerely apologized!"
Fred nodded in agreement. "I agree."
George smiled and ruffled Ron's hair. "I agree too."
Ron rolled his eyes and put his arms around Harry's neck. "I really don't know what they are agreeing to..." Harry really thought for a moment. "I agree too." Ron and Harry started to play.
After walking for less than ten minutes along the road and climbing over a small hill, Anna could see a dense cluster of houses not far away. The roofs were covered with snow, and the chimneys were smoking white or pink (?)
Outside the village, there were wooden village-style houses. They were scattered around. In the middle of the village, there were brick buildings similar to Diagon Alley. It was very lively. Although it was not as lively as Diagon Alley, the chatter could be heard from afar.
The twins jumped in front of the crowd. "Welcome to the only village in Britain that is entirely made up of wizards. Although the residents are old-fashioned, stiff, don't smile, and are drunkards, this is still the best part of the village —"
"Except for Hogwarts!" the twins added.
"They said last time that Diagon Alley was the best place!" Ron muttered to Harry.
"You will grow up when you stop saying what your brother said, Ronnie baby." George dodged Ron's fist, and Fred went over to ruffle his hair.
"Is that the castle in Hogwarts?"
Harry looked at the end of Hogsmeade, where there was a very tall wall. The castle was behind the wall.
"Of course, we will all go to school there in the future!"
Ron was a little scared. "But we have to pass the school test. I heard from Charlie that we have to wear strange hats, swim across a big lake, and then fight with a dragon in the woods!
Merlin's beard!
I think we are going to die! "
"You believe that?
Think about it, even Percy passed! "Fred rolled his eyes." He fought with a dragon? "Fred imitated Percy's movements and pretended to straighten his clothes." Dragon!
Sit down!
No roaring!
Dress properly! "
The group laughed. "When we go to school, you will know what the school is all about. Back to today's topic, a day trip to Hogsmeade!"