Seeing Maka walking into the door of their home, Fred and George immediately looked at each other and counted three times, and then imitated the voice of their mother, Mrs. Weasley, and shouted: "Oh - Merry Christmas, dear, You seem to have lost weight again?"
Almost at the same time, a similar voice sounded from inside the door, and the content was almost the same.
Fred and George immediately supported each other and laughed so hard.
Maka, who had just arrived in the living room, heard the noise coming from behind and couldn't help laughing a few times before walking towards the dining table not far from the door.
Mrs. Weasley had risen to greet them.
"Merry Christmas everyone." Maka greeted happily.
Luna beside him also said blessings, but her attention seemed to be attracted by the Christmas wreath hanging on the wall, and she was looking at the mistletoe in the wreath!
It was a coincidence that they arrived. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Harry... and even Sirius were still here. A group of people were sitting around the dining table, eating breakfast lively.
It was a pity that he and Luna were already full, otherwise they could have had a meal on the way.
"Maka, and Miss Lovegood... do you want to have something to eat together?" Mrs. Weasley invited warmly.
"No, no need, we've all eaten." Maka hurriedly signaled, "Mrs. Weasley, this is not the first time I'm here. There's no need to entertain us - you go and eat as well! We'll treat this place as My own!"
"Oh - that's well said! This is your home." Mr. Weasley nodded repeatedly, "Molly, come and sit down!"
As Maka said himself, he was not polite at all, he casually pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table.
He noticed that Ron and Ginny's expressions seemed a little dull.
He soon figured out the reason—Percy was still asleep, and the two of them probably just found out last night. The Weasleys didn't tell them the news when they were at school.
"Harry, Ron, did you have a good Christmas Eve?" He took the initiative to find a topic that could stir up the atmosphere. "Especially Harry, look! I said I would give you a lively Sirius, right? "
"Oh, yes! Thank you!" Harry said gratefully, "There's no better Christmas Eve than last night! Did you know? Sirius gave me the coolest Christmas gift ever!"
As he spoke, he leaned into Maka's ear and added in a very small voice: "But to be honest, I don't really like it... although it is indeed great."
"What is it?" Maka asked curiously.
"Yes -" Harry, who was about to blurt out, suddenly paused. He opened his mouth and glanced at Sirius again, "Oh... I'm sorry, I promised Sirius that he couldn't say it."
"Really? It doesn't matter - that will be your mutual secret." Maka nodded, but also looked at Sirius, "I just hope that it's not a bad idea."
"Hey! What are you talking about!" Sirius said dissatisfiedly, holding up his fork.
"Let me see, Maka is right to be worried!" Mrs. Weasley squeezed him and said, "You always do some reckless things, let alone you don't have any awareness yourself?"
"Oh... come on! Molly..." Sirius said helplessly, "I'm careful enough now."
"Okay! I'm just reminding you," Maka warned Harry, "No matter what gift it is, you have to be careful when using it, and practice more to get it right!"
"You... do you know what it is?" Harry said in surprise.
"The gift that can make you so... well, so interested is nothing more than a better broom and a more difficult spell." Maka shrugged and whispered, "You already have a firebolt on the broom, so it's probably a It’s a practical and powerful spell... isn’t it?”
"Oh... stop guessing..." Harry quickly covered Maka's mouth, "I know, I will practice more."
Maka nodded and motioned for him to take his hand away quickly. This guy doesn't care when he's anxious, and almost covers himself until he can't breathe.
The reason why Harry was so anxious was because he knew that Maka had already guessed the answer.
The magic spells that RA is currently teaching cover a very wide range, and the information sent by Maka alone includes a large number of practical magic spells. As for the things that are not mentioned above, except for black magic, those are the ones that are more dangerous.
Among them, the one that could be taught to Harry right now was undoubtedly the Apparition Spell.
Although this spell is quite difficult, for ordinary wizards, its main difficulty lies in "determination". If your determination is not strong enough and your willpower is not decisive enough, you will not be able to spread your attention to every corner of your body, which can easily lead to accidents.
People who are prone to forgetting things are not suitable for learning this magic spell, because there is a chance that you may forget a certain part of your body where it is, right
But for pure Gryffindors like Sirius and Harry, that's not a problem at all. Maybe in two or three days, Harry would be able to use it to move around smoothly.
Of course, Maka has nothing to do with this. Now that Harry has learned some sense of propriety, he will not take the initiative to jump in front of Voldemort to fight with others.
After chatting for a while at the table, Ron, who quickly finished breakfast, took Harry and Maka to his room. As for Luna, she was dragged out by Ginny to look for trouble with the goblins in the garden outside.
Ron's room was at the top of the Burrow, and the only thing above was the attic. According to Ron, apart from some miscellaneous items, there was also a ghoul hidden in the attic.
Although the name of this magical creature sounds scary, in fact most of it is not very dangerous. They usually look ugly, look weak and lively, and have buck teeth.
Ghouls can't hold much in their minds, they are tired and stupid. Apart from humming and making noise from time to time, they just find spiders or moths to feed themselves.
"... Whenever it feels that it is too quiet at home, it will knock on the pipe in the corner of the attic." Ron said nonchalantly, "But it basically has no chance to knock during the day, and if it is too late, it has to sleep."
Before she finished speaking, Maka heard another scolding from Mrs. Weasley downstairs. It was probably because Fred and George had made her unhappy again.
"I think we understand why it didn't get a chance to knock," Maka smiled and pointed to the floor, "because your mother was here during the day."
"That's it." Ron spread his hands helplessly, "I really hope mom can take a break - I'd rather listen to it knock on the pipes in our house!"
It's been a long time since Maka last visited Ron's room.
However, the appearance here has not changed much. Except for the "Wizard War Chess" that Maka gave him back then, most of the other places are related to Quidditch.
The surrounding walls and sloping ceilings were all occupied by Quidditch posters—all of them, without exception, were from the Chudley Cannons. The main color of orange made them very eye-catching.
The quilt cover on his bed also belonged to the artillery team, with two black "C"s and an imposing golden cannonball printed on it. But I have to say that compared to what Maka saw back then, this quilt cover is already a bit old.
Ron is a loyal supporter of this British team. At its peak, it won the UEFA Cup 21 times in a row. But even Maka, who didn't pay much attention to Quidditch events, knew that this team was no longer good.
"Ron, why don't we go to the orchard behind to play Quidditch for a while?" Knowing that because of Percy's condition, Ron must be feeling very complicated even though he didn't say anything, Maka suddenly said, "Hang on. Ginny also calls, as well as Fred and George, just three on three, how about it?"
"Where's Luna?" Harry asked quickly.
"Her?" Maka shrugged, "She prefers watching..."
As soon as Ron heard that he was going to play Quidditch, he became very interested. It is conceivable that although he is not good at this sport, he is not inferior to anyone in terms of enthusiasm.
"That's a good idea!" Ron said excitedly, "Maka, how long has it been since you played Quidditch - you must be on my team today!"
"Of course," Maka said with a smile, "Harry is now the ace of Gryffindor House, and so are Fred and George... But, I think we'll give them a taste of the power!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly! When Charlie came back last time, he left his old broom in the broom shed. If you take it with you, the broom will definitely be enough - Harry's Firebolt is also taken with him!"
"Then what are you waiting for?" Maka showed a rare enthusiasm, "Let's go!"
"It would be nice if Hermione was here," Harry said regretfully, "How about we call her here first?"
"No, I want her to stay with her parents." Maka shook her head and said, "The Grangers are different from Ron's parents. They are a pair of Muggles - they are not interested in things in the magical world. It is clear that they will look forward to the day when they are reunited with their daughter."
"Oh... I think you're right," Harry realized immediately, "It must be hard to feel like you have to wait patiently while knowing nothing."
Several people came to the third floor while talking. There was a sign with Ginny's name on the door, so even a first-time visitor would hardly recognize the wrong room.
The reason why they stopped here instead of going directly downstairs was because they heard faint voices coming from inside. It seemed that Ginny and Luna had returned from the garden outside.
After Ron knocked on the door, it was quiet for a while, and then there was a slight sound of footsteps. I thought it must be Ginny who opened the door, but when the door opened, everyone realized that it was Luna standing at the door.