Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 129 20. The Burrow. The Wizard's House【52100】

The world of wizards is full of magical elements.

Merlin followed Mr. Arthur and Hermione, using a kind of green light powder, through the burning fireplace, and after ten seconds of bizarre flight, they came to the Weasley family mansion.

"Ow"

Hermione, who stood on the ground again, retched, and her shaking body was supported by Merlin.While flicking her messy hair, the girl complained palely to Merlin:

"After so many times, I still can't stand Floo powder."

"Yes."

Merlin also had a painful expression. He rubbed his forehead and said to Hermione:

"It's like throwing you in the washing machine and spinning it for a few hours, and that feels like enough to make you spit out last year's overnight meal...but seriously, it's better than using a Portkey."

"Portkey?"

Hermione turned to look at Merlin, she said in surprise:

"You made the Portkey yourself? You weren't banned by the Ministry of Magic...oh, I forgot, you're not in the UK, and the Ministry can't control you."

"It's better to do less of this kind of thing in the future."

Mr. Arthur came out from the fireplace behind the two of them. He shook the black ash from his hat and warned Merlin and Hermione:

"North America also has a Ministry of Magic, and our North American colleagues act in a more brutal style... It's not fun to be caught by them."

While talking, Mr. Arthur opened his arms to Merlin in the dim living room with some sundries and old furniture, and he said loudly:

"Welcome to Weasley Mansion, Merlin, consider this your own home. Believe me, although it looks a bit dilapidated, it's more comfortable than the mansions of pure-blood wizards."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Arthur looked at the wall clock on the wall again, his complexion changed slightly, and he said to Hermione and Merlin:

"Children, I have to go out for a while, and I will be back with my dear Molly in the afternoon. Little Hermione, you take Merlin to his room, um...he may be able to stay with Ron for a while."

"By the way, introduce the members of the Weasley family to Merlin, and I'll go first."

After speaking, Mr. Arthur picked up a small spoon full of powder from the table next to him, sprinkled it towards the fireplace, and then the whole person rushed into the fireplace and disappeared.

Judging from Mr. Arthur's slightly anxious tone and expression, Merlin guessed that he was probably going to deal with some important and secret affairs.

"Come with me, Merlin."

Hermione didn't care about this. When the 15-year-old girl was still innocent, she took Merlin's hand and walked all the way through the narrow living room and up the crooked stairs.

Merlin noticed that there were many old photos hanging on the wall next to the stairs. Like the photos of wizards, the figures in these photos were all moving.The figures in the dilapidated murals stopped their movements and looked at Merlin curiously.

Frankly, it's not a good feeling to be stared at by those ghost-like figures.

They rushed all the way up to the sixth floor. Hermione pushed open the door of the room on the top floor a little roughly. Merlin stood outside the door. He saw a small wooden sign at the door, which said "Ron's room".

The font was beautiful and seemed to be moving. When Merlin was observing the wooden sign, he heard a terrified scream from a boy in the house.

"No! Hermione! You can't just rush into a man's room like that! It's not polite at all!"

"Shut up! Ron!"

Hermione's shrill voice sounded in the room:

"A guest is coming, get dressed quickly!"

After a while, Hermione poked her head out and said to Merlin:

"Come on in, Merlin, you're probably going to be living here tonight. Well, your roommate is kind of dumb, but please don't mind."

Merlin smiled. He carried a handbag and walked into the room. A boy with messy red hair and freckles was putting on his coat in a panic.

From his 7% similarity to Mr. Arthur's face, it can be seen that this boy should be Mr. Arthur's son.

That is, one of Hermione's best friends, Ron.

Merlin has not forgotten that 3 years ago, Hermione agreed to date this bad boy in order to help Merlin.

The style of this room is similar to that of the entire Burrow. It is very dilapidated, but it is tidied up very warmly.

On the walls of the house and on the slightly sloping roof overhead, weird orange posters are plastered all over.It was a group of young men wearing wizard robes and riding on broomsticks. They were chasing a weird thing that looked like a moving red ball.

Merlin didn't understand why these people were chasing the ball on broomsticks at all, but this didn't prevent him from guessing that this should be a very popular "Quidditch" game among wizards.

But he wasn't interested in it at all.

Merlin also noticed that on Ron's bed, there was a bed sheet in the same style as the poster, with a golden lion and red shield logo printed on it, as well as two black letters "C", and a flying cannonball.

There is also a fish tank by the window of Ron's room, but this kid is not a person who likes animals at first glance. There are some frog eggs in the fish tank, and it seems that the water has not been changed for several days.

On the table, Bai placed a worn-out deck of cards that was constantly shuffling automatically, and in the cabinet next to the table, there were also some things that Merlin couldn't understand, but they were obviously magical items.

To be honest, except for the magical element in this room that cannot be ignored, this slovenly style is no different from the room of an ordinary 15-year-old young man.

Hermione quickly helped her friend clean up the messy room, obviously, she didn't want her friend to make a fool of herself in front of Merlin.

But Ron didn't care about this. He picked up a toothbrush and put it in his mouth, and the toothbrush started to move by itself to help Ron brush his teeth.There was also a crumpled washcloth, and Ron put it on his face, and water gushed out.

With the help of magic items, Ron finished grooming in seconds.

He turned his head to look at Merlin, and there was a hint of curiosity in his blue eyes, which were in line with Mr. Arthur, and he asked:

"You are Merlin? Merlin Riley?"

"Yes, I am."

Merlin put his suitcase beside the bed, held out his hand to Ron, and said:

"You're supposed to be Ron? Hermione told me in a letter...you're one of her best friends."

"Oh, really?"

A flash of joy flashed across Ron's face, he took Merlin's hand with both hands, and he said to Merlin:

"Hermione never said that to me."

"Merlin!"

Hermione on the side screamed unhappily:

"You can't spread the contents of my letter to you! Ron is not my good friend, he made me cry last semester! Hell, he hasn't apologized until now!"

"Ok?"

Merlin's eyes narrowed, he looked at Ron in front of him, and he pretended to be gloomy and said:

"You made my lovely sister cry?"

It has to be said that Merlin's angry look is very intimidating.

His lips were pursed, his eyes were sharp, and the cold gaze of the elite agent made Ron feel a little overwhelmed.

"bang, bang"

And at this moment, in the attic above their heads, they seemed to sense Merlin's icy breath, and a strange noise sounded from above.

Merlin raised his head abruptly. He looked at the wooden plank above his head. Under the state of spiritual vision, he could clearly sense that there was a cold and gloomy atmosphere in the attic above his head...

That's a ghoul!

"Kids, get out!"

Merlin drew a pistol full of holy silver bullets from his waist, and while opening the safety, he said to Hermione and Ron:

"There's a ghoul here, I'll get rid of it."

"No!"

Ron obviously knew what the cold weapon in Merlin's hand was. He hurriedly reached out and pressed the pistol that Merlin raised. He said to Merlin:

"It's not dangerous at all, Merlin. In fact, it's a pet at home. It's been in the attic since my father was little."

"Ok?"

Merlin looked at Ron, then at Hermione, who was equally nervous, and said in a puzzled tone:

"You keep ghouls as pets? Do you know that these monsters' surprise attacks in the dark can easily bite off the neck of an ordinary person?"

"You mean feral ghouls, Merlin."

Hermione explained:

"The Burrow's ghoul is domesticated. It has always fed on moths and bugs. In the wizard's house, it dare not do things to hurt others."

"..."

Merlin looked at the expressions of the two children who didn't seem to be fake, he glanced at the top of his head again, and finally, he retracted the pistol.He patted Ron on the shoulder and said:

"Don't mind, I was just joking with you just now. But seriously, I don't recommend that you continue to live under a ghoul. Every year in New York, a dozen or so unlucky people are eaten by ghouls in the gutter It's my job to get rid of these dark creatures."

"Are you an Auror?"

Ron was not angry. On the contrary, he looked at Merlin with curiosity in his eyes:

"Aurors from the North American Ministry of Magic?"

"Uh, I'm not."

For a moment, Merlin didn't know how to explain his job to this kid who grew up in the wizarding world. He definitely didn't know what the agent meant.In the end, it was Hermione who was sharp, and she said to Ron:

"Merlin is an agent. You can understand that he is an elite Auror in the Muggle world."

"Wow, cool!"

Ron looked at Merlin. He seemed to want to ask more things, but Hermione patted him on the shoulder. She said:

"Merlin is a guest. Ron, as the host, shouldn't you take Merlin around the Burrow? You are so rude!"

"Oh, I forgot."

Ron scratched his hair in embarrassment, and he made a "please" gesture to Merlin:

"Then please follow me, Mr. Merlin, and I'll show you around the Burrow. My parents live on the fifth floor, just downstairs from me."

He took Merlin up the crooked stairs, and he enthusiastically introduced his home to Merlin:

"And here is the room of my brothers Bill and Charlie. They both have official jobs. Bill is a spellbreaker in Egypt, and Charlie is a dragon researcher in Romania."

Ron pointed to the room on the fourth floor with some pride, and said to Merlin:

"They come back to live occasionally, but my mother usually puts some sundries here."

"Cursebreaker and dragon researcher?"

Merlin smiled:

"Sure enough, it is a wizard-style profession. Maybe I can chat with them when I have time. I have some friends who are also very interested in magical creatures."

"They rarely come back, but I can give you their mailboxes."

Ron scratched his hair and said to Merlin:

"You can send them letters with an owl. This is Percy's room. Unfortunately, he had a quarrel with his parents a few days ago, so he moved to London by himself. I don't know when he will be back."

The child pointed to the room on the third floor sadly, but he soon became happy:

"If Percy doesn't come back, maybe I can move here from the top floor. I don't like the sunlight on the top floor. It always makes people unable to sleep well."

"On the other side of the third floor is Fred and George's room. They are always doing some weird experiments in the house. Mom scolded them many times, but it still smells like gunpowder. It smells bad. Last year Mom burned Dropped some of their orders, I heard that George and Fred have been secretly making some magic trick toys, hoping to rely on these things to make money."

"Oh? Isn't this bad?"

Merlin says:

"In the Muggle world, making money while you're a student is quite an achievement."

"But it's different in the wizarding world."

Hermione whispered to Merlin:

"Arthur and Molly are the kind of traditional parents who would rather their children have formal and decent jobs in the future than be sideshow clowns."

"The second floor is my sister Ginny's room, but she went to Diagon Alley with George and Fred today, so she's not at home. That's right. When Hermione came to my house, she lived with Ginny. "

Merlin looked towards the room on the second floor. There were very feminine carvings on the door of that house, which represented that it was a lady's house.

"Ginny is a year younger than me."

Hermione said to Merlin:

"She's the youngest child of the Weasley family and a good friend of mine. She's a very beautiful and talented little girl."

Merlin nodded, standing at the foot of the stairs, he looked up, the crooked stairs formed a strange but regular image in Merlin's eyes, he looked at Ron, and asked:

"Is there any magical blessing in the Burrow? I always feel that the space inside this house is a little too big..."

"Correct."

Ron nodded:

"When my grandparents built the Burrow, they added some space magic to it. The Burrow is bigger than it looks on the surface. It's like an enlarged magic tent."

"It's amazing."

Merlin sighed, and he followed Ron and Hermione out of the Burrow gate.

In front of his eyes was a green meadow and a small river. The sun shone on the meadow. It was an extremely beautiful rural scene, and the meadow spread outward until a hill at the end of Merlin's eyes.

He looked back, behind the burrow, there was a paddock with some fruit trees planted in it, and further away it looked like a mountain full of trees.

But what surprised Merlin the most was that from the outside, the Burrow looked like a crooked tower with no symmetrical style. As Ron said, the house looked like a few floors from the outside, and the inside The space inside is indeed much larger than it looks from the outside.

In addition, there are four or five chimneys on the roof of the dilapidated red house, but Merlin was in the room, but he didn't see the structure of the chimneys at all.

This house built with magic really has some tricks.

"Want to see the Burrow from the sky, Merlin."

Ron stretched out his hand, chanted a spell, and a slightly worn-out broom flew into his hand. Ron said to Merlin:

"You can sit on my broom and see my home from the sky, it's even more beautiful."

"Thanks, kid."

Merlin glanced at the broom and said:

"I'm not a big fan of flying around on a broom, it feels weird to me. But if you want, I can take you to the sky...I mean, without a broom."

"really?"

Hermione's eyes widened, she looked at Merlin:

"Can you really do it? Have you learned the flying spell?"

"NO, I have not."

Merlin held Hermione's hand in one hand and Ron's shoulder in the other. He smiled and said to the two children:

"But I have special flying skills... Hold on tight."

"boom"

The next moment, Merlin's body suddenly turned into black smoke. Amidst the children's screams, Hermione and Ron were lifted up by the smoke, and were sent to the hospital so quickly without any magic items. Tens of meters high in the air.

It's like...they have invisible wings.

"Wow! That's cool!"

In the hunting wind, Ron opened his hands, flying freely in the smoke like a bird, Hermione's hair danced in the air, she screamed:

"Higher, Merlin! Higher!"

"Take us to the clouds!"

"It's so much more than a broomstick! Harry's sure to love it! Oh, real flying!"

(End of this chapter)