Outside Ottery St. Catchpole in Devonshire is a rolling hill and fertile grassland, where the Weasley family lives.

A red glow appeared on the horizon, and a tall, thin young man emerged from the emerald green fields.

Felix walked briskly along a winding path, passed the dilapidated garage, and stood in front of a small courtyard. Facing him was a crooked house that was several stories high. A sign was inserted diagonally in front of the house, saying "The Burrow". There were

some high-top leather boots and a rusty crucible thrown by the gate. A few fat brown chickens were pecking in the yard.

Felix looked around here. Just the layout of the house could imagine many stories - from the outside, the first floor was the most exquisite, which might be the original appearance of the Burrow, and it also had a beautiful red roof. However, the young Weasleys did not expect that the more children they had, the more space they had in their home. On the basis of the first floor, they added the second and third floors...

As a result, the house began to develop in a strange direction.

The door of the house suddenly opened, and Arthur Weasley welcomed Felix in. They came to the narrow kitchen. A long, clean wooden table took up most of the space, surrounded by boxes and cabinets. Mrs. Weasley was wearing an apron and cooking by the sink. A strange tune came from the old radio.

"Hello, Professor Hepp." Mrs. Weasley turned back and said enthusiastically. She pointed her wand at the crucible, and it immediately emitted a stream of hot steam. Then its lid jumped up. Mrs. Weasley put the cut sausages and vegetables in. "Let's have breakfast together. I cooked soup, cheese and buttered bread."

Felix smiled and thanked.

She turned to Mr. Weasley and said, "Dear, go wake up the children." Before she could respond, there was a loud "crack" explosion from upstairs. Mrs. Weasley's hand shook, and the plate hit the sink, breaking a corner.

"Don't be angry, Molly, I'll go teach them a lesson." Mr. Weasley hurried upstairs.

"It's the same again... fiddling with their prank products all day, and only got back four certificates," she said angrily, fixing the dishes with her wand, "He didn't even come down to help when he woke up..."

She directed the washed dishes to fly to the long wooden table, explaining, "Charlie and Bill will be back a few days later, and there are only five children at home now."

Felix said, "I saw Charlie some time ago."

Mrs. Weasley was attracted and asked him about the latest situation of her second son. She said with some concern, "He always told me that his job is safe, but it's a dragon after all..."

"He has a group of reliable teammates." Felix said, he picked some light topics, such as feeding the dragon barbecue or something, but Mrs. Weasley was obviously frightened, so he turned to talk about Charlie's captain, who was scheming with a cute little Norwegian ridgeback dragon for brandy all day.

"It doesn't sound very smart." Mrs. Weasley said doubtfully.

"Ahem! They have a good relationship, it's more like a game..." Felix said, he walked to the living room and looked at the wall clock. Unlike the clock in the kitchen that served as a daily reminder, this big clock had nine hands. The end of the hands was like a spoon with photos of each family member. The place where the numbers should be marked on the clock face was written with the possible places of each family member, including "home", "school", "work", "on the way", "missing", "hospital", etc. At 12 o'clock on a normal clock, it was marked "fatal danger".

Felix secretly figured out the magic used in this magic item. There must be a tracking spell, as well as name magic, magic to detect physical condition... Maybe the wall clock itself represents a magic contract.

After a while, two red-haired boys came down from the stairs. They were Fred and George. The twins were wearing pajamas, their eyes kept searching, and when they saw Felix looking at the wall clock, their eyes lit up.

"Professor, you really keep your word!"

"Where are we going? Percy told me that you grew a castle--"

"What kind of magic is this? Can we learn it?"

"Are you planning to acquire Zonko?"

Mrs. Weasley came out of the kitchen, put her hands on her hips, and examined the two people's attire with a serious face: "Look at the two of you, what do you look like? Change your clothes, we have guests." The twins

hung their heads in shame and turned to go upstairs. Before leaving, Fred said lingeringly: "Professor, wait for us, we have a new product, I--"

"Fred!" the twins' mother said sternly.

Fred immediately hunched his shoulders and pushed George upstairs. Before disappearing, he stuck his head out and said with a smile, "Mom, actually I'm George."

A muffled voice came from beside him: "You're talking nonsense--"

"Don't think you say that--" Mrs. Weasley's chest was puffed with anger, but the twins deliberately stomped their feet, making clanging footsteps, pretending not to hear. About on the third floor, a voice shouted angrily: "Can't you keep your voice down!"

Mrs. Weasley filled the dishes with food, "That's Percy, he should be writing a report... He just joined the Ministry of Magic, he's very enterprising, and he's trying hard to make some achievements."

Felix smiled and said, "Fred and George work hard too, their couple mirrors are very popular." He didn't mention those weird prank products.

"That's true..." Mrs. Weasley paused, "I just think that they are still two years away from graduation, and it's too early to think about making money now."

"Mrs. Weasley, they just chose what they love early. You should know them best. With their personalities, what do you think they will do after graduation?"

Mrs. Weasley hesitated. Although she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't imagine that this pair of funny people would dress up meticulously and go to work in the Ministry of Magic one day. In other words, any job related to following the rules didn't seem to suit them.

At this time, Mr. Weasley came back, followed by a little girl with flaming red hair. She was Ginny, the youngest child of the Weasley family. She was looking at Felix with curiosity. The clothes he wore today didn't have any trace of the magic world.

Ron yawned and walked behind him, his eyes half closed, as if he was sleepwalking. Percy and the twins appeared last. Percy combed his hair neatly and wore a neat suit.

"I am now following Mr. Crouch as his assistant. Every day is very fulfilling. I will go to the Quidditch World Cup today." Percy introduced his work. He admired his boss very much. Judging from Felix's eyes, he was deliberately imitating Barty Crouch's dress.

The twins winked at each other and wanted to say something, but Mrs. Weasley found out in advance, "No talking during meals."

Fred complained in a low voice: "Mom is too partial. She doesn't care about Percy."

"Yes, because he is a small leader and manages seven or eight people..."

"More than Dad."

"But what is his job?"

"Wetherby, level this land -"

"The south auditorium is short of two hundred seats -"

Ron and Ginny lowered their heads, grinning exaggeratedly, and laughed. Percy was furious: "You peeked at my notes!"

Mr. Weasley coughed twice, "Children..." He pointed at Mrs. Weasley, who was holding a spoon for soup in one hand, with fire in her eyes, like an angry lion, and they immediately stopped. The twins

cleared the plates in a few seconds, and at the same time Felix put down his knife and fork and said to the Weasleys: "Thank you for the treat. Oh, Mrs. Weasley, no need to add more, I have already drunk three bowls of soup..."

Outside the Burrow, the twins each carried a large bag with their latest research results.

"There are seven kinds of fireworks that can be fixed in mid-air and stay there for a long time!"

"Okay, we have plenty of time to discuss, now hold on to my arms," ​​Felix said, as the twins held him on the left and right, "Is it Apparition ? We're almost there--" The three of them twisted and disappeared together.

They appeared in an alley in a London neighborhood, and the twins looked around curiously, staring at a huge trash can, "Professor, isn't this Diagon Alley?"

"I see," Felix said, "I need to change your clothes first to prevent you from scaring others. We have a full schedule today."