Mrs. Seven, who lived at No. 7 Privet Drive, noticed some changes in her life.
First of all, there were more cats on Privet Drive. Mrs. Seven's hobby changed from feeding pigeons to feeding cats.
But the last time she fed a cat, she failed miserably.
It was a tabby cat. It sat on the side of the road and did not move for the whole morning. Mrs. Seven thought its butt was frozen on the ground. She walked over with cat food and hot water, and the cat just looked at her quietly.
Until she poured the hot water on the ground. The tabby cat jumped out warily. Mrs. Seven was so scared that she slipped and fell.
But perhaps to make up for her kindness, the next day she found that the orchids left by her dead daughter that she had been taking care of for a long time were blooming. It was winter.
It was getting colder. It seemed that retro black cloaks were particularly popular this year. Mrs. Seven had seen more than one person wearing it, so she went to the mall and carefully picked a nice cloak. She was praised by the children of the Lawrence family next door. Speaking of which …
Mrs. Lawrence's house next door suddenly had four red-haired children. Maybe they were relatives of the Lawrence family. It was not strange, was it?
Life was always changing.
Mrs. Seven was watering the yard. Two children with backpacks greeted her. "Good morning, Mrs. Seven!"
"Good morning, children!"
She watched the two children leave. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a 'mighty' procession from No. 8 Privet Drive.
Mrs. Seven clenched the hose.
"Good morning, Mrs. Seven." Anna was the most normal. "Your cloak today is very beautiful."
"Good morning, thank you, dear." Mrs. Seven smiled.
"The cloak is very beautiful!"
3, the lines of Anna's repeater were in unison.
The smile on Mrs. Seven's face stiffened. "Thank you, children."
"Mrs. Seven, what is this?" Fred pointed to the lawnmower. "Is it used to drive away goblins?"
"Oh, this —"
Drive away goblins?
Mrs. Seven thought Fred was joking. She tried to explain that it was just an ordinary lawnmower used for weeding — just like the ordinary football on the ground.
"How can there be goblins here?"
George came over to observe the lawnmower. "I guess it's used to prevent Sniffer from stealing. They can't control themselves when they see shiny things, and they like to dig holes."
"How is that possible? Can you be more careful?" Ron growled in a low voice. "We're in the Muggle World. It's impossible for there to be Goblins and Sniff here. Obviously, this is used to intimidate the voles!
They're really hard to catch! "
No matter how remote Privet Drive was, there was no such thing as a vole!
Fortunately, they didn't care if there was a fire snake laying fire eggs in the house and burning the whole house down.
This allowed Mrs. Number Seven to get rid of her bad habit of leaving the fireplace burning all night. Even though she knew that it was just a child's childish words, Mrs. Number Seven happened to hate snakes the most.
She shook her head as she said goodbye to the 'cute' children and went on with her watering.
Anna liked to see Mrs. No. 7's helpless expression.
"What's Jenny doing at home?" Ron asked worriedly. "Is the door closed?
Would Snow the cat run out?
What about Elvin?
Does Jenny know to give him a milk bottle? "
He muttered to himself for a while. "Did Ms. Lena really record the morning news for me when she went out?"
Ron liked to watch the morning news. He said that he could learn more about Muggles from it. Of course, Anna thought that it would be more convincing if he didn't keep staring at the good-looking host.
"Little Mama Ron, you're not married yet. Don't worry about so many things." Fred looked at Ron's hair with pity. "Be careful not to go bald at a young age."
"Yesterday, he was still worried about whether Bobby and Caroline would misunderstand because of that 'muscular man,'" George interjected. "If there's a chance, I'll definitely recommend 'Quick-Acting Fitness Candy' to Bobby."
"There's no misunderstanding. Don't worry, they won't break up for the time being," Anna said. She happened to have watched the classic American TV series "Growing Pains" in her previous life.
She really didn't expect that the children of the magic world would be so obsessed with American TV series. Their clothes were much more normal recently. It should be said that they were at the forefront of fashion. Look at this branded sweater, it was exactly the same as in the American TV series. She didn't know if the crew happened to lose three sets of clothes, or if Mrs. Weasley used transfiguration to help them create a 'high imitation' — magic really could do anything.
"Actually, I'd rather they break up." Ron waved away Fred's hand on his head. "I prefer Caroline to stay single."
"Why?" Anna was curious.
"She's a top student!
She's very smart. Being in love will affect her judgment. "
Ron tried to look profound and nodded. "Yes, and she's very beautiful. Bobby doesn't deserve her — that's it."
"Let me translate baby Ronnie's words — 'Caroline is very smart, very beautiful, I like her. She shouldn't be in love, she should belong to me!'" George imitated Ron's expression.
"I didn't!" Ron shouted.
"Beep beep —" The yellow school bus stopped by the roadside and urged the noisy crowd to get on.
Ron ran quickly to the bus. "Harry!" He greeted Harry, who was sitting in the third row by the window.
Harry waved. "Good morning!"
A few younger children looked at Dudley, who was sitting in the back. Dudley was showing off his brand-new boxing gloves to his friends and didn't pay much attention to Harry. They whispered to each other.
"Hey!
Fred!
George! "The tall boy sitting in the last row greeted the twins.
There was a moment of silence on the bus. The last row was filled with delinquents who had an 80% chance of going to Stonewall High School.
Some of them looked at the two red-haired transfer students in horror. A student with glasses dropped his bag on the ground and quickly took it away, afraid of attracting the attention of the delinquents.
"Good morning, Rudy." Fred walked over and Rudy hugged his neck intimately.
"Do you still have the goods from last time?"
Rudy was tall and had shifty eyes. He didn't look like a good person. When he spoke, it really felt like there was a secret deal going on.
Anna walked over after greeting the driver. She raised her eyebrows when she heard this.
What?
Was he that wild?
No wonder he was the future Gryffindor!
George took off his bag and showed it to Rudy. "We only have this much for now." He and Fred looked at each other and smiled. "If you can give us a higher price, we can find something else for you."
"Gululu —" The driver braked, and the things in George's bag rolled out.
Oh, it was a dung egg.
Anna picked up the dung egg and walked to the last row under everyone's astonished gaze.
"She's finished. She's finished. She'll definitely be beaten!"
The short student with glasses muttered in his heart. "Didn't anyone tell these transfer students not to interact with delinquents?"
They were really smart. Anna nodded secretly. The twins were really good at making money.
Dung egg trading!
Wonderful!
This thing looked very ordinary, like a dung beetle piled up a dung ball. It wasn't impossible for it to flow into the Muggle world.
The twins sold the item and got the money. If there was trouble, they just had to wait for Mr. Arthur to bring his colleagues to retrieve the dung egg from the Muggle world. After that, they would 'forget everything' and the Muggles wouldn't remember anything.
Since it was just an ordinary dung egg, Mr. Arthur would definitely give it to the twins as a toy. What kind of black industry was this!
Even if the dung egg trading was discovered, there wouldn't be any trouble. It was just a dung egg. The twins could say it was just a prank!
Wonderful!
Fred looked at the smile on Anna's face and sensed that something bad was about to happen.