Chapter 469

When Marca entered the door, Fred and George looked at each other and counted three times. Then they shouted in the voice of their mother, Mrs. Weasley, "Oh - Merry Christmas, honey, you seem to be thin again?"

Almost at the same time, a similar voice sounded in the door, even about the same content.

Fred and George immediately held each other and laughed back and forth.

Maka, who had just arrived in the living room, couldn't help laughing when she heard the sound behind her, and then walked towards the dining table not far from the door.

Mrs. Weasley had stood up to meet them.

"Merry Christmas, everyone." Maka said hello happily.

Luna, who was beside him, said her best wishes, but her attention seemed to be attracted by the Christmas Wreath hanging on the wall and was looking at the mistletoe in the wreath!

They came at a good time. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Harry... Even Sirius was still here. A group of people sat around the table and had a hot breakfast.

It's a pity that he and Luna are full, otherwise they can have a meal by the way.

"Marca, and miss Lovegood... Would you like something to eat together?" Mrs. Weasley invited warmly.

"No, no, we've all eaten," Marca quickly signaled. "Mrs. Weasley, I'm not here for the first time. Don't entertain us - go and eat! We'll make this our home!"

"Oh -- that's right! This is your own house," Mr. Weasley nodded. "Molly, come and sit down!"

As Marca said himself, he was not polite at all. He casually pulled out a chair and sat down at the table.

He noticed that the expressions of Ron and Ginny seemed a little dull.

Soon he figured out the reason - Percy was still asleep, and they both knew it last night. When they were still at school, the Weasleys didn't tell them the news.

"Harry, Ron, have you had a good Christmas Eve?" he took the initiative to find a topic that could mobilize the atmosphere. "Especially Harry, look! I said I would return you a living Sirius?"

"Oh, yes! Thank you!" said Harry gratefully. "There's no better Christmas Eve than last night! You know, Sirius gave me the coolest Christmas present!"

He said, but he came to Maka's ear and added in a very small voice: "but to be honest, I don't like it very much... Although it's really great."

"What is it?" Marca said curiously.

"Yes -" Harry, almost blurting out, suddenly opened his mouth and glanced at Sirius again. "Oh... Sorry, I promised what Sirius couldn't say."

"Really? It doesn't matter - it will be your common secret." Marca nodded, but also looked at Sirius. "I just hope it's not a bad idea."

"Hey! What are you talking about!" Sirius held up his fork and said angrily.

"Let me see, Marca is right to worry!" Mrs. Weasley said to him, "you always toss about some rash things, don't say you don't have any consciousness?"

"Oh... Come on! Molly..." Sirius said helplessly, "I'm careful enough now."

"Come on! I'm just reminding you," Marca told Harry. "Whatever it is, be careful when you use it. It's right to practice more!"

"You... You know what it is?" harriton said in surprise.

"The gift that makes you so... Well, so interested is nothing more than a better broom and a more difficult spell." Maka shrugged and whispered, "broom, you already have a Firebolt, and that's probably a practical and powerful spell... Isn't it?"

"Oh... Don't guess..." Harry quickly covered Marca's mouth. "I know. I'll practice more."

Maka nodded and motioned him to take his hand away. Once this guy was in a hurry, he didn't matter. He almost covered himself and couldn't breathe.

Harry was in such a hurry because he knew that Marca had guessed the answer.

At present, R.A. is teaching a wide range of magic spells. The materials sent by Maka alone include a large number of practical magic spells. To say that there is nothing above, except black magic, that is, those who are more dangerous.

Among them, what can be taught to Harry now is no doubt the phantom development spell.

Although this spell is very difficult, for ordinary wizards, its main difficulty lies in a "determination". If the determination is not strong enough and the will is not decisive enough, the attention cannot be spread all over every corner of the body, which is easy to cause accidents.

People who are easy to lose things are not suitable to learn this curse, because maybe you may forget a part of your body in place, don't you?

But for pure Gryffindor like Sirius and Harry, that's not a problem at all. Maybe in two or three days, Harry will be able to run around with it.

Of course, Marca doesn't care about this. Now Harry knows some discretion and won't take the initiative to jump in front of Voldemort to find a duel.

After a few words at the table, Ron, who quickly settled the breakfast, took Harry and Marca to his room. As for Luna, Ginny took her to the garden outside to find trouble with goblins.

Ron's room is at the top of the burrow, and up there is only the attic. According to Ron, in addition to some sundries, there was a ghoul hidden in the attic.

Although the name of this magical creature sounds scary, in fact, most of them are not very dangerous. They are usually ugly, drooping, and have buckteeth.

The ghoul's mind can't hold too many things. It's tired and stupid. In addition to humming and making noise, it's just looking for some spiders or moths to feed.

"... whenever he thinks the house is too quiet, he will knock on the pipe in the corner of the attic." Ron doesn't care, "but he basically doesn't have a chance to knock during the day, and if it's too late, he has to go to bed."

Before she finished, Marca heard Mrs. Weasley's rebuke downstairs. It was probably Fred and George who annoyed her.

"I think we already understand why it doesn't have a chance to knock," Marca pointed to the floor with a smile. "Because your mother is there during the day."

"That's it," Ron said helplessly. "I wish my mother could have a rest - I'd rather hear it knock on our pipe!"

It's been a long time since Marca last visited Ron's room.

However, the appearance here has not changed much. Except for the "wizard war chess" given to him by Maka, most other places are related to Quidditch.

The surrounding walls and sloping ceilings are occupied by Quidditch posters - they are all from the chadri artillery team, and the main color of orange makes them very eye-catching.

The quilt cover on his bed was also from the artillery team, with two black "C" and a powerful golden shell printed on it. However, it has to be said that compared with what Maka saw at that time, this quilt cover is a little old.

Ron is a loyal supporter of the British team. At its peak, he won the UEFA Cup 21 times. But even Marca, who doesn't pay much attention to the Quidditch match, knows that this team is dead.

"Ron, why don't we go and play Quidditch in the orchard behind?" knowing that because of Percy's situation, although Ron didn't say anything, his mood must be very complicated. Maka suddenly said, "call Ginny, and Fred and George, just three to three. How about?"

"Where's Luna?" Harry asked hurriedly.

"She?" Marca shrugged. "She likes watching more than playing Quidditch..."

When Ron heard that he was going to play Quidditch, he was really interested. It is conceivable that although he is not good at this sport, he does not lose to anyone in terms of enthusiasm.

"That's a good idea!" Ron said excitedly. "Marca, how long haven't you played Quidditch well - you must be with me today!"

"Of course," said Marca with a smile, "Harry is now the ace of Gryffindor college. Of course Fred and George don't have to say... But I think we'll give them a taste!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go! The last time Charlie came back, he left his old broom in the broom shed. If you had brought it with you, it would be enough - Harry's Firebolt!"

"What are you waiting for?" Maka showed a rare enthusiasm. "Let's go!"

"If only Hermione were here," Harry said regretfully. "Why don't we call her first?"

"No, I want her to accompany her parents," Marca shook her head. "The Grangers are different from Ron's parents. They are a Muggle - they don't know much about the magic world. They will look forward to the day of reunion with their daughter."

"Oh... I think you're right," Harrington realized. "It must be hard to know nothing but wait patiently."

As they spoke, they came to the third floor. There was a sign with Ginny's name on the door of the room. Even if it was the first time, it was difficult for people to recognize the wrong room.

The reason why they stopped here instead of going downstairs was that they heard a faint voice inside. It seems that Ginny and Luna have 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 Ginny must have come to open the door, but when the door opened, the crowd found that Luna was standing at the door.