Nothing happened, and the blue Ford sedan smoothly sent Anna and Harry home.
When Anna got out of the car, her hand that was holding the wand stiffened. If it wasn't a car accident, then what was the Weasley family's' real crisis'?
And almost caused the Weasley children to not have a good childhood?
After saying goodbye to Harry and the Weasleys, Anna returned home puzzled. This confusion was quickly solved by Madam Lena's stew —
Until Christmas Eve.
"Phew —" Anna curled up on the sofa in front of the fireplace, reading "Basic Spells for the Busy and Restless."
Look at this, the Head Shaving Spell — a spell for shaving hair. Maybe if she used it, it would become a real Head Shaving Spell.
Anna quickly flipped through the pages. Oh, the Hard Tongue Spell. Who would want to have a steel-like tongue to increase their combat power?
Closing the book and sighing, Anna opened the System.
The 'Physics' section was developing rapidly. She believed that if she did a few more tasks, her 'Memory' would level up. Not only would her ability to remember things become stronger, but she would also be able to remember more details of Harry Potter that she had read before.
On the other hand, in the 'Magic' section, 'Magic Control Accuracy' was always at 0, with no trace of improvement. Anna found it difficult to control the output of magic according to her thoughts.
"Anna!"
Lena's voice came from the front door, and Anna quickly ran over. Her brother, Evan, was lying on the sofa looking at them, waving happily at his mother.
"Honey, help me carry this bag to the kitchen. I bought too much when I wasn't paying attention!"
Lena hung up her coat, walked to the living room, and touched Evan's little head. "This is our first Christmas here!
I'm going to prepare a big meal! "
She saw the chocolate frog in Evan's hand, full of the smell of magic, and suddenly remembered something. "Anna — should we invite the Weasleys for Christmas?"
"What?" Anna stopped stealing a soda from the fridge.
"Don't drink such cold drinks in winter!"
Lena walked over to put the soda back in the fridge. "I mean, can we invite the Weasleys for Christmas?"
"Yes, of course, that's great!
But why? "
Anna knew that Lena often used the owl to contact the Weasley family and collect material for her novel, but the Christmas invitation seemed a little abrupt.
"It's mainly because of this." Lena took out a newspaper, the Evening Prophet. "Mrs. Weasley introduced me to this kind of newspaper. I can look for material in it. Look here." Lena pointed to the headline. It was a picture of a car. It looked familiar.
Ford Anglia Cars Can Fly, Throw Projectiles at Muggle Weddings
Anna was speechless as she took the newspaper. What was going on?
At least twenty Muggles in London were sure they had seen a blue car fly over Churchyard.
Near noon in Norfolk, a Muggle wedding was being held. Vomit suddenly fell on the bride's wedding dress, causing the Muggles to panic. The wedding had to be suspended. A Mr. Vernon Dursley strongly claimed to the Muggle police that it was a vomit caused by a bird in the sky. This greatly facilitated the Ministry of Magic's erasure of memory... At present, the matter has been properly dealt with... '
Dursley?
Yes, Harry did say that the Dursley family went to the wedding and left him at Mrs. Fegg's house.
Arthur Weasley, Director of the Office of Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items, was fined two hundred Galleons for casting a spell on a Muggle car... '
Two hundred Galleons!
That was not cheap!
Anna remembered that the fine was only fifty Galleons in the plot!
But looking at the words' twenty Muggles', 'interrupted the wedding', and 'thrown projectiles', it seemed to make sense why the fine was quadrupled.
She understood that this was probably the mission — to protect the childhood of the Weasley children.
But how could she help?
She couldn't just directly provide financial assistance, right?
"Baby Anna, the Weasley family is in a crisis. Mr. Arthur works at the Ministry of Magic, and at most a few dozen Galleons a month — to support the expenses of the whole family. In the past, when we were collecting materials, Mrs. Weasley mentioned that there was not a single ray of gold in their family vault." Lena pointed to the section in the newspaper where Mr. Arthur was fined.
"Their oldest child hasn't graduated yet, and so many children have to go to school. As far as I know, those books and school supplies are not cheap..." She touched Anna's head. "Out of kindness, it would be best if we could help their family. At the same time, I know that bloodlines are highly valued in the magic world, and the Weasley family happens to be a friendly pure-blooded family..."
"I hope that you won't be bullied at school. Build a good relationship with the Weasley family, and they will help you when the time comes."
Although it was unlikely that she would be bullied, Anna was still very touched by Lena's love.
Besides, she was also involved in the London flying car incident...
"Okay, Mum. What should we do?" Anna took out a packet of chips from the bag.
"Mrs. Weasley decided to find a temporary job at the Ministry of Magic to alleviate her financial difficulties, so I wrote to her and told her that she could let the children stay with us temporarily, and let them go to the community primary school with you..."
Lena was a little distressed. "Mr. Arthur was very interested in this idea, but Mrs. Weasley was a little hesitant. She planned to let the children stay with their aunt. Aunt Muriel?"
That was really terrible, no wonder childhood was destroyed.
"I wrote to invite them to come over for Christmas." Lena placed the things in the bag in the cupboard. "We have to listen to the children's opinions."
"Then we have to prepare to tidy up the house. The 'children' will definitely agree. It's better for them to rob Gringotts than to follow their aunt!"
Anna munched on the potato chips, one after another. "The guest room upstairs!
We can go and buy two beds for the twins. Ron can stay with Elvin, and I can squeeze in with Ginny. "
In this way, the mission would be completed. When the Weasley twins went to school and the Weasley's eldest son Bill graduated, the family's burden would be reduced. At that time, the Weasley family's financial situation should be better.
Harry would be very happy to be able to play with them. Speaking of Harry, the Gryffindor training plan was almost completed. There was only one last side mission left — to let Harry get the room. Anna had already thought of a way.
On Christmas morning, in the exquisitely decorated Dursley family's small villa.
"Knock knock —" There was a hurried knocking sound on the cupboard door.
Harry opened his eyes.
"Quick, quick, quick!
Tidy yourself up and go fry the eggs! "Aunt Penny was anxious." Margie is coming! "
Aunt Margie, the fat human mouth cannon, Harry didn't want to see her at all.
"Yes, Aunt Penny." Harry reached out and groped around the bedside. A furry thing handed him his glasses. "Oh, thank you, Mr. Mighty."
Harry hid the spell book he borrowed from Anna in the pillow case. He looked at the neatly arranged red headscarf in the corner and turned to open the cupboard door.
It had been almost a month since the adventure in the Hogwarts. In the blink of an eye, it was Christmas. Harry was both excited and nervous. He hoped to receive Christmas presents from his friends, but he was also afraid that the presents would be snatched away by Dudley.
Of course, Harry had already given a bunch of plant specimens that he had painstakingly made at school to Anna in advance, hoping that she would give them to Lena and the Weasley family at Christmas. This Christmas was the first time he had prepared Christmas presents for his friends. Harry smiled.
"Why are you smiling foolishly when you're just frying an egg?
Hurry up! "
Aunt Penny came over and looked at Harry strangely. In the past two months, her nephew had become much more 'ordinary'. He did things properly and didn't cause any 'magical trouble'.
That was the best —
"Beep beep!" A car horn sounded outside the door.
Aunt Penny took off her apron and gently patted Dudley who was staring at the TV on the sofa. "Little baby Dada!"
Harry raised his head and took a look. 'Little baby?
Whose 'little' baby?
Is it a troll? '
"Aunt Maggie is here!
She has prepared a great present for you! "
Harry secretly rolled his eyes and silently fried an egg. He followed behind Dudley, who almost occupied the entire corridor, and went to greet Aunt Maggie.
Harry's expression was calm. In the past, he would have been jealous of the Dursleys' love for Dudley, but ever since he knew that his parents loved him so much that the whole magic world knew about it, Harry was relieved. Not to mention that he had made friends with Anna and the Weasley family. Now that he knew that he could go to a magic school after graduating from primary school, Harry felt very hopeful.
"My lovely Dudley!
Come to your aunt! "
Aunt Maggie got out of the poor silver car. She was strong, with a purple face and an unshaven mustache under her nose. She wrapped her strong arms around Dudley's neck and gave him a terrible kiss.
Harry rubbed his hand which was hurt by the suitcase that was suddenly handed to him and felt inexplicably lucky.
The kiss of death was over. Dudley wiped the lipstick mark on his face and had a new twenty-pound check in his hand.
Aunt Maggie walked past Harry with her fierce ugly dog. She greeted Penny loudly with a kiss and then looked at Harry unkindly.
Harry didn't feel as nervous as before and wanted to flush himself down the toilet. Maybe it was because his courage had increased by 50%.
During the process of getting along with Anna, Harry had changed subtly. His beautiful foreign language, exquisite lock picking skills, as well as his excellent language and smooth attitude.
Before Aunt Maggie could say anything, Harry said, "You look so good, Aunt Maggie!" Looking at that purple face, Harry lied through his teeth.
"Merry Christmas!" He gave a fake smile that was as fake as it could be.
Aunt Maggie was stunned. Maybe she didn't expect that this little burden of a distant relative could say something so pleasing. She held back the sarcasm that was about to come out of her mouth. "You finally said something sensible."
She reached into a small cloth pocket and took out a packet of dog biscuits.
"Your Christmas present."