Chapter 60 Letter from Penelope

The Weasley brothers were taken back to the house by their old mother by their ears. From the screams that came out from time to time, it can be seen that the two brothers were beaten badly.

Seeing that the two brothers who had always bullied him were taught a lesson by their mother, Ron was obviously very happy. He leaned on the stair railing and looked down, and laughed happily from time to time.

However, it turned out that there was a price to pay for informing and gloating.

Early the next morning, the Weasley brothers, who had found out what happened, pulled their little brother Ron out of the bed and took him out of the door, under the pretext of exercising.

From Ron's desperate expression, Mike guessed that the one who was being exercised must be Ron.

Franklin was also pulled up by Mike. Last night, the kid played games until late at night. When he followed Mike outside, he still looked shaky.

Last night, Franklin's spell level was tested. Although Franklin lost to George and Fred, Mike was quite satisfied.

After all, although the two brothers were a little naughty, they were real geniuses.

Mike could see that Franklin had really studied the notes he gave him and had done well, but this was not enough to help Mike.

"Wake up! I'm going to teach you a spell next." Mike patted Franklin's head, "We don't have much time. If you can learn it before school starts, I'll take you to a good place." Franklin was patted on the head

by Mike and woke up immediately. Hearing Mike's words, he asked curiously, "Where is it?"

"You can learn it first, then tell me." Mike rolled his eyes at him, "I'm going to teach you the Disillusionment Charm. Have you heard of it?"

"Isn't the Disillusionment Charm a Control Charm!" Franklin exclaimed when he heard this, and felt something was wrong. He turned his head and found that there was no one around, so he whispered, "Where did you get it from?" "

Don't worry about it. I'm just asking if you want to learn it." Mike asked with a smile.

Franklin nodded hurriedly. You know, this is a control spell. If he missed this opportunity, he might never have the chance to learn it in his life.

"Okay, when you cast the Disillusionment Charm, you need to hide your breath as much as possible. It sounds very risky, but it's actually very simple. You just need to slow down your breathing and heartbeat. At the same time, draw a Z in the air with your wand. Do you understand?"

"Remember it. It sounds easy."

"Everyone in the wizarding world knows that the spell of the Kedavra Curse is Avada Kedavra. Why haven't I seen the Kedavra Curse everywhere?" Mike glared at Franklin, "Try it first and let me see."

Franklin was speechless after being rebuked by Mike. He had to shrink his neck and cast the Disillusionment Charm according to Mike's instructions.

"Hide without a trace!"

After spending more than half an hour adjusting his breath, Franklin shouted the spell and swung his wand violently, causing a whistling sound.

However, nothing happened.

"Pah!"

Mike slapped Franklin on the head.

"Do you think you are reciting the Explosion Spell? Why are you yelling so loudly? Ah? Brother, you are reciting the Disillusionment Spell, the Disillusionment Spell used to make you invisible!"

Mike sighed deeply as he looked at his red palms, took out a book and threw it to Franklin.

"Forget it, this is the notes on the Disillusionment Spell, practice it slowly by yourself, and I will test you tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked towards the direction of the Burrow, leaving Franklin alone to rub his head in grievance.

After returning to the Burrow and happily drinking a glass of iced sour plum juice handed over by Mrs. Weasley, Mike's anger slowly dissipated.

Franklin is simply a weirdo. Sometimes he is so smart that he can understand what I mean with just a glance, and sometimes he is so stupid that people just want to hit him to death with a hammer.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Mike just put the cup on the table and heard the sound of knocking on the glass. He looked up and laughed. Isn't this our Owl Warrior?

He quickly went forward, opened the window and let it in. The little guy obviously remembered Mike. He rubbed Mike's hand with his head, raised his legs and showed Mike the two letters tied to his legs.

Mike took the letter and read it.

The sender of the first letter was Professor Flitwick, as expected. There was no special message in the letter, just wishing Mike a good time. The sender of the second letter surprised Mike a little. It was Penelope. It seemed that Penelope sent the letter to Professor Flitwick's house, so Errol had to bring it with him.

In the letter, Penelope warmly invited Mike to go to Diagon Alley together on the weekend before school started, saying that she wanted to thank Mike.

Mike understood as soon as he saw the word "thank you". Penelope must have received the prefect badge of Hogwarts.

This little girl must have thought that she had greeted Professor Flitwick, but in fact, Mike had never mentioned this to Professor Flitwick at all. Penelope was able to become a prefect because of her own efforts.

Nodding with satisfaction, Mike carefully put the letter into the bag with the Invisible Extension Charm. If the Weasley brothers saw this letter, with their gossipy nature, everyone in Hogwarts would know that Penelope invited Mike to Diagon Alley for a date.

I have to say, this world is really magical. As soon as Mike thought of the Weasley brothers, the two of them came back with Ron.

"Hey! Isn't this Errol?"

"It just so happens that we have sent Harry almost ten letters and he hasn't replied to us. Let Errol make another trip."

The two put Ron, who looked frustrated and could barely stand, on a chair and said with a smile.

"Do you want Errol to die of exhaustion? Didn't you see it before he flew back? If you want to send a letter, go to the Owlery in Diagon Alley and rent an owl for me!" Mrs. Weasley refused to do so and hit both brothers on the forehead. "And what happened to you, Ron?"

"Uh, it's nothing. He's just a little exhausted from over-exercise." The Weasley brothers explained with a somewhat stiff expression, and while explaining, they looked at Ron, who was slumped in the chair, with a "kind" look.

"No... That's right, I'm just a little exhausted." Poor Ron had no choice but to give in under the coercion of his two unscrupulous brothers.

"Okay, Mom, let's go mail the letter." The Weasley brothers saw that they had fooled the hell out of it and resumed their playful smiles. "If Harry doesn't reply again this time, we'll have to go and see him in person. Don't expect anything unexpected to happen. Mike, do you want to come with us?"

"What do you mean? Send a letter or go find Harry?"

"Uh, both."

"Send me a letter. Forget about looking for Harry. I have things to do here. I advise you not to worry too much. Harry has a protective spell left by his mother. He will definitely not be in any danger."

PY: I recommend a novel about spiritual resurrection, "I Have a Udumbara Flower". It is almost 100,000 words. The trial push is about to end. If you have time, please go and collect it.

I will go shopping with Miss Penelope tomorrow. Have fun.