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Everyone at the table was having a great time, not noticing that in the corner of the table, two helpless figures were shivering.
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Chapter 8 Mr. Weasley's Ambition
The adults' usual tricks certainly didn't fool Kyle, but it wasn't a complete failure either. At least they scared Ron and Ginny quite a bit.
Especially Ron, he was quite interested when we talked about this topic, and listened with great interest, hoping to accumulate some experience in advance for the start of next year's school.
But the more he listened, the uglier his expression became.
Trolls, ghosts, hippogriffs and the like are fine, although they are outrageous, but as long as I turn around and run when the time comes, I should still have a chance of survival. After all, the professors at Hogwarts are not just for show.
But what about the fire dragon?
A magical creature of xxxxx level, even an adult wizard might not be able to survive, let alone an eleven-year-old wizard. I'm afraid that by the time the professors haven't finished their spells, he'll have been blown to dust by a sneeze.
Is this a fucking school?
Ron was so heartbroken that he even had the idea of running away from home for a while. He didn't want to go to Hogwarts anymore, he really didn't want to go, he just wanted to live.
Ginny wasn't in a much better situation.
Her little face was pale, and her originally beautiful red hair had become much duller.
"What's wrong Ginny."
Kyle, who was sitting opposite, saw this and asked with concern, "Why don't you eat anymore? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, no."
Ginny obviously didn't want to admit in front of her family that she was scared. Seeing Kyle looking at her, she quickly shook her head and said, "I'm just full."
A nine-year-old girl didn't have a big appetite to begin with, and Ginny had already eaten almost all of her food after having eaten half a box of Beebe Every Flavour Beans earlier.
She was about eight-tenths full, which was just the right point where it didn't matter whether she ate or not. However, the sudden topic of the branch made her little appetite disappear completely.
"Well, that's a pity."
Kyle didn't notice him. He just stood up and calmly put the untouched grilled fish in front of Ginny into his own plate.
Grilled fish is no different from other foods. Once it’s left for a long time, the taste will be greatly reduced. That would be a pity. You might as well eat it yourself.
It is also worth mentioning that Mrs. Weasley is very good at grilling fish, which is her unique skill.
But because she has to take care of a large family on a daily basis, and picking fish bones is a rather troublesome job, Mrs. Weasley's cooking skills can usually only be enjoyed on important holidays.
Of course, part of the reason is that fish is relatively expensive in the wizarding world.
But no matter what, Kyle had been craving for it for a long time, so he naturally couldn't just watch this delicacy go to waste.
Ginny knew this, but she didn't stop it.
She originally wanted to save the grilled fish for last and savor it slowly, but after learning that she would have to face the fire dragon in two years, she was in no mood to eat. She could only watch with a distressed look on her face as Kyle stuffed her grilled fish into her mouth.
In the end, I just turned around and pretended not to see it.
At the same time, Fred and George beside them also sighed in unison.
They also stared at the grilled fish for a long time, but Kyle's movements were too fast and they didn't even have a chance to make a move.
The unwilling twins turned their eyes to Ron again.
Unfortunately, Ron didn't have Ginny's habit. His grilled fish had long since turned to bones, and he ate it so cleanly that a Flobberworm would have slipped if it stood on it.
"What's wrong with you, Ron? Are you afraid of dragons?" Fred narrowed his eyes to hide his true intentions. At the same time, he showed concern for Ron's current condition. He patted his shoulder affectionately and comforted him, "Don't worry, the dragon will only last for one year. When you enter school, it should be replaced by another magical animal."
"I think it's a spider." George immediately added, "I've seen them in the Forbidden Forest. They're all about the same size as goblins. Maybe they were prepared by Hagrid for the Sorting Ceremony."
"No!"
Ron felt terrible, and the panic in his eyes began to rise rapidly. He instinctively dropped the cutlery and ran back to the Burrow screaming.
It was obvious that Ron was really scared. He didn't even notice how wickedly the twins were laughing when he was running away.
But having twins is not completely without cost.
"George, why are you in the Forbidden Forest?"
Mrs. Weasley keenly discovered the crux of the matter and looked at the twins with a serious face: "I don't remember Hogwarts allowing first years to go to the Forbidden Forest."
"Mom, I can explain..."
Fred and George tried to run, but as they were only in their second year, they were obviously no match for Mrs. Weasley and were quickly caught.
What followed was the familiar scene of a loving mother and a filial son.
Although this scene has been played out countless times in the past eleven years, Kyle still watched it with great interest, and even his appetite improved a lot.
Kyle had no doubt that the twins had been to the Forbidden Forest, but the spider thing was probably made up to scare Ron, and he just happened to hit the mark by accident.
After all, the eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest are not cute and harmless creatures. If the two of them really met each other, they would probably have made their home in the Forbidden Forest by now.
And Kyle remembered that the nest of the giant spider was still deep in the Forbidden Forest, and Fred and George couldn't run that far.
The twins are not named Harry Potter. They just like to play pranks, not commit suicide.
About twenty minutes later, dinner was almost over. Although there were some minor incidents during the process, both the host and the guests enjoyed themselves.
At least Kyle was happy.
After simply cleaning up the table, Percy went upstairs to review his homework.
Ron, who was trying to run away from home with a small bag on his back, was caught red-handed. Now he has replaced the twins and is being chased around the yard by Mrs. Weasley.
Mr. Weasley and Chris moved to another place to continue chatting.
"Chris, you just acted too much."
At the Burrow, Mr. Weasley said with regret, "It's just a sorting. How could there be a dragon? Little Kyle is so smart, he must know that we are lying to him."
"No Arthur, you are wrong. In fact, this plan was doomed to fail from the beginning."
Chris shook his head and said helplessly, "Kyle has been with Mr. Scamander for at least two months every year since he was three years old. Do you think he would be afraid of trolls and hippogriffs?
Also, Arthur, have you forgotten that Kyle's last name is also Chopper?"
"Uh..." Mr. Weasley was stunned for a moment, scratched his head awkwardly and said, "You mean, he can communicate with magical animals just like you?"
"Of course." Chris nodded and said, "So he would never be afraid of the Hippogriff. I guess only the fire dragon can make him feel nervous."
Mr. Weasley glanced at Chris and said with some envy: "What a magical ability! I wish I could communicate with those Muggle objects."
"???"
Chris was speechless for a moment, and laughed dryly: "It's not as exaggerated as you think. This kind of talent is only limited to magical animals. Ordinary animals like mice, toads, and owls can't do it. We can only rely on experience to guess what they mean."
Chris's meaning was very clear, even if Mr. Weasley used some weird magic to change his last name to Chopper one day, he could only talk to Floo fans or the Golden Snitch.
As for bread machines or cars or something like that... give up, it's impossible, don't even think about it!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 9 Hogwarts Express
In the British wizarding world, September 1st is a very important day, especially for wizards who are over the age of eleven but have not yet graduated.
Hogwarts opened its doors on this day.
The little wizard, who had just turned eleven, was looking forward to this day day and night, hoping that it would come soon.
But wizards aged twelve to seventeen may not think so, because the start of school means the official end of the happy summer vacation life, and they must also face the homework that has been forgotten for a whole summer.
This is not good news.
This is especially true of Kyle and the Weasley twins.
In the open space in front of the Burrow, Kyle, who was standing at the front, was very excited, while Fred and George behind him were very nervous, and they would gather together and whisper from time to time, as if they were going to Hogwarts for the first time.
Yes, Kyle is here too.
Originally, Chris was planning to Apparate him directly over there, but before leaving, he happened to meet Mrs. Weasley who came to knock on the door.
Mrs. Weasley seemed to have guessed that he was going to do this. The first thing she said when she saw Chris was that there were too many Muggles at King's Cross Station and it would be easy to be seen if they used Apparition. It was too unsafe, so she had to let Kyle go with them no matter what.
Chris wanted to say something else, but seeing Mrs. Weasley's firm attitude, he could only swallow his words back and nodded in agreement.
Kyle, on the other hand, rubbed his forehead helplessly.
He really wanted to tell Mrs. Weasley that in the eyes of Muggles, nine people getting out of a Ford was much more shocking than the sudden appearance of two more people in front of them.
After all, there is no Ganges, and Ford is not a magical car with a diamond logo that you can sit on as many as you want.
But unfortunately, he was only eleven years old, his words had little influence, and he was simply ignored.
Just as he was thinking about it, Mrs. Weasley suddenly came to Kyle and asked with concern: "Dear, have you packed everything?"
"Of course." Kyle came back to his senses and kicked a large box at his feet and said, "I checked it three times before leaving. Nothing is missing."
"That's good." Mrs. Weasley nodded with a smile.
As they were talking, Mr. Weasley also drove a vintage car that looked very old and stopped in front of everyone.
This was their means of transportation, a ninth-hand Ford that they had found from somewhere, but Mr. Weasley loved it very much and treasured it like a treasure.
"What are you waiting for? Get in the car."
At Mr. Weasley's urging, Chris got into the car first.
After seeing this scene, Kyle knew it was too late to say anything and could only follow helplessly, followed by the Weasley family.
A traceless expansion spell was cast inside the car, so even with nine people sitting in it and a lot of luggage, it didn't feel crowded at all.
Mr. Weasley was a very good driver. Kyle didn't feel any obvious bumps along the way, nor did he feel any sudden braking or nodding when starting. It was much better than a bus.
They arrived at King's Cross Station on time around ten o'clock.
Fortunately, the situation Kyle expected did not happen, or the people around him did not care about a broken and old Ford car at all, and the group arrived smoothly in front of a pillar between the ninth and tenth platforms.
Once you get here, you basically don't have to worry about being discovered by Muggles.
There is a Muggle-Repelling Spell nearby, so ordinary people will subconsciously ignore everything that happens here. Even if there are special circumstances, the nearby Ministry of Magic members will deal with them as soon as possible, so it is very safe.