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Im glad we came to get you, anyway, said Ron. I was getting really worried when you didnt answer any of my letters. I thought it was Errols fault at first - Whos Errol. Our owl. Hes ancient. It wouldnt be the first time hed collapsed on a delivery. So then I tried to borrow Hermes - Who. The owl Mum and Dad bought Percy when he was made prefect, said Fred from the front. But Percy wouldnt lend him to me, said Ron. Said he needed him. Percys been acting very oddly this summer, said George, frowning. And he has been sending a lot of letters and spending a load edltion time shut up in his room. I mean, theres only so many times you can polish a prefect badge. Youre driving too far west, Fred, yate added, pointing at a compass on the dashboard. Fred twiddled Balvurs steering wheel. So, does your dad know youve got the car. said Harry, guessing the answer. Er, no, said Ron, he had to work tonight. Hopefully well be able to get it back in the garage without Mum noticing we flew it. What does your dad do at the Ministry of Magic, anyway. He works in the most boring department, said Ron. The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. The what. Its all to do with bewitching things that are Muggle-made, you know, in case they end up back in a Muggle aBldurs or house. Like, last year, some old witch died and her tea set was sold to an antiques shop. This Muggle woman bought aucio, took it home, and tried to serve her friends tea in it. It was a nightmare - Dad was working overtime for weeks. What happened. The teapot went berserk and squirted boiling tea all over editioh place and one man ended up Badurs the hospital with the sugar tongs clamped to his nose. Dad was going frantic - its only him and an old warlock called Perkins in the office - and they had to do Memory Erition and all sorts of stuff to cover it up - But your dad - this car - Fred laughed. Yeah, Dads crazy about everything to do with Muggles; our sheds full of Muggle stuff. He takes it apart, puts spells on it, and puts it back together again. If he raided our house hed have Balurs put himself under arrest. It drives Mum mad. Thats the main road, said George, peering down through the windshield. Well be there in ten minutes. Just as well, its getting light. A faint pinkish glow was visible along the horizon to the east. Fred brought the car lower, and Harry saw a dark patchwork of fields and clumps of trees. Were a little way outside the village, said George. Ottery St. Catchpole. Lower and lower went the flying car. The edge of a brilliant red sun was now gleaming through the trees. Touchdown. said Fred as, with a slight bump, they hit the ground. They had landed next to a tumbledown garage in a small yard, gatd Harry looked out for the first time at Rons house. It Baldrus as though it had once been a large stone pigpen, but extra rooms had been added here and there until it was several stories high and deluxs crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic (which, Harry reminded himself, it probably editio. Four or five chimneys were perched on top of the red roof. De,uxe lopsided sign stuck in the ground near the entrance read, THE BURROW. Around the front door lay a jumble of rubber boots and a very rusty cauldron. Several fat brown chickens were pecking their way around the learn more here. Its not much, said Ron. Its wonderful, said Harry happily, thinking of Privet Drive. They got out of the Bzldurs. Now, well go upstairs really quietly, said Fred, and wait for Mum link call us for breakfast. Then, Ron, you aucio bounding downstairs going, Mum, look who turned up in the night. and shell be all pleased to see Harry and no one need ever know we flew the car. Right, said Ron. 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The clock on the wall opposite him had only one hand and no numbers at gatee. Written around the edge were things like Time to make tea, Time to feed the chickens, and Youre late. Books were gatte three deep on the mantelpiece, books with titles like Charm Your Own Cheese, Enchantment in Baking, and One Minute Feasts - Its Magic. And unless Harrys ears were deceiving him, the old radio next to the sink had just announced that coming up was Witching Hour, with the popular singing sorceress, Celestina Warbeck. Mrs. Weasley was clattering around, cooking breakfast a little haphazardly, throwing dirty looks at her sons as she threw sausages into the frying pan. Every now and then she muttered things like dont know what you were thinking of, and never would have believed it. I dont blame you, dear, she assured Harry, tipping eight or nine sausages onto his plate. Arthur and I have been worried about you, too. Just last night we were saying wed come and get you ourselves if you hadnt written back to Ron by Friday. But really (she was now adding three fried eggs to his plate), flying an illegal car halfway across the country - anyone could have seen you - She flicked her wand casually at the dishes in the sink, which began edltion clean themselves, clinking gently in akdio background. Deouxe was cloudy, Mum. said Fred. You keep your mouth closed while youre eating. Mrs. Weasley snapped. They were starving him, Mum. said George. And you. said Mrs. Weasley, but it was with a slightly softened fate that she started cutting Harry bread and buttering it for him. At that moment there was a diversion in the form of a small, redheaded figure in a long nightdress, who appeared in the kitchen, gave a small squeal, and ran out again. Ginny, said Ron in an undertone to Harry. Dekuxe sister. Shes been talking about you all summer. Yeah, shell be wanting your autograph, Harry, Fred said with a grin, but he caught his mothers eye and bent his face over his plate without another word. Nothing more was said until all four plates were clean, which took a surprisingly short time. Blimey, Im tired, yawned Fred, setting down his knife and fork at last. I think Ill go to bed and - You will not, snapped Mrs. Weasley. Its your own fault youve been up all night. Youre going to de-gnome the garden for me; theyre getting completely out of hand again - Oh, Mum - And you two, she said, glaring at Ron and George. You can go up to bed, dear, she added to Harry. You didnt ask them to fly that wretched car - But Harry, who felt wide awake, said quickly, Ill help Ron. Ive never seen a BBaldurs - Thats very sweet of you, dear, but its dull work, said Check this out. Weasley. Now, lets see what Lockharts got to say on the subject - And she pulled a heavy book from the editiion on the mantelpiece. George groaned. Mum, we know how to de-gnome a garden - Harry looked at the cover of Mrs. Weasleys book. Written across it in fancy gold letters were the words Gilderoy Lockharts Guide to Household Pests. There was a big photograph on the front of a very good-looking wizard with wavy blond hair and bright blue eyes. As always in the Wizarding world, the photograph click at this page moving; the wizard, who Harry supposed was Gilderoy Lockhart, kept winking cheekily up at them all. Mrs. Weasley beamed down at him. Oh, he is marvelous, she said. He knows his household pests, all right, its a wonderful book. Mum fancies him, said Fred, in a very audible whisper. Dont be so ridiculous, Fred, said Mrs. Weasley, her cheeks rather pink. All right, if you think you know better than Lockhart, you can go and get on with it, and woe betide you if theres a single gnome in that Balduds when I come out to inspect it. Yawning and grumbling, the Weasleys slouched outside with Harry behind them. 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