MTL - Harry Potter’s Book of Sin-Chapter 2 Lively burrow

In the evening, Maca slept in the workshop of Chenofilius.

He made Maca a wooden bed with the old door panel, which was covered with two blankets and a quilt as a mattress, and covered with another quilt. Although this configuration is a bit shabby, it doesn't feel uncomfortable when actually sleeping.

This made Maca sleep well.

The next morning, Luna came over to wake him up. To be honest, Maca has become accustomed to the life of sleeping late and getting up late, and now wants him to change.

"Hurry up, the sun has risen." Luna reached out and yanked Maca's quilt. Maca was unmoved in the quilt.

"The sun has risen!" Seeing nothing moving in the quilt, Luna worked hard to increase the volume.

"The sun will not rise anymore," Maka muttered dreamily.

娜 Luna stared silently at Maca, who was curled up in the quilt, and then stretched out her hand again-she felt that she could only do this.

玛 But Maca obviously didn't respond to this.

I waited for a few more minutes, and Luna turned around and ran downstairs. She seemed to think of a good idea.

After a short while, Luna ran up again after a short while, with a soft rattan basket in her hand. The rattan basket shook slightly in Luna's hands, and there seemed to be many small things moving around. It seems that this is the reason why Luna hurried down. The things inside probably wake up Maca very effectively, at least Luna thinks so.

The girl blinked, then carefully opened the corner of the quilt a little, and then quickly dumped the contents of the soft basket into her head.

Seeing that the little ones had penetrated into the quilt, Luna nodded with satisfaction, and deliberately gave the quilt to be lifted.

After a while, there seemed to be something moving in the quilt, which sounded like someone was humming softly.

唔 "唔 ... huh?" Maca seemed to be awake, but her voice didn't sound right, as if she had a cold, and her nasal sound was heavy.

The quilt began to rest uneasily, and shook steadily, even the old door panel, which was used as a bedboard, began to shake.

The fruit is not the same. The wooden bed erected by the grass is not very strong. Only a loud noise was heard, and the whole room trembled along with it. Afterwards, Maca struggled to open the quilt, and moaned in pain.

Of course, the nasal sound is still very heavy, and this has not been changed by the accident.

The little guys who caused all this are all hanging on Maca's body, especially the face and neck. They hummed happily, squeezing around Maca's face, neck, chest, and other places, and a few stuck their soft tongues into Maca's nostrils.

"Uh ... Ah, sneeze-!" Maca shook her head and shook off all the small things on her face. Then she saw Miss Luna, who was standing on the side and watching the rare scene carefully.

"Pu Rongrong," Luna pointed at the furry little things on Maca, said sleepwalking, "They are very close to people, and hum when they are happy."

而且 "Moreover, they are easy to feed. They eat everything from leftovers to spider mosquitoes. They also particularly like to stick their tongues up and drill into the sleeping wizard's nose to eat their dry booger."

Maka heard his word and quickly pinched his nose, because he noticed that there were several small things with slender tongues eager to try!

"Okay, okay! This is really a valid live alarm clock, so let's put them all together!" Maca swung her nose with her other hand, and then got up from the ground, "Oh, By the way. Good morning, Luna! "

Uh ...

The breakfast time passed quickly, or in fact, there was nothing to mention. British food is always terrible, even in the magic world. Not to mention that the economic situation of Tilov Goode's family has not been very good. The sales of magazines have directly caused most of its profits to be used as funds for the next period. Jin Jialong, which is really used for life, is scarcely pitiful. .

After Luna's father hurriedly resolved his breakfast, Phantom went out and took the material. Before leaving, he specifically ordered Luna a few words, presumably letting her and Maca go around. He was pouting and wondering how to make Gordygan tea better, and did not listen too carefully.

Luna and her father liked the drink, but Maca said it was difficult to accept. Compared to the colored ball fish soup with the same obvious advantages and disadvantages last night, this Godigan tea, which also has the flavor of Lovegood, obviously only makes people feel pain.

"It's an impactful drink." Maca sighed and poured her glass into her throat with a sigh. "Well, where are we going?"

娜 Luna watched her father leave where she was fascinated, and then answered, "I don't know."

Marka tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked, "Are there any neighbors around here? I mean wizards."

"Well, the closest is the Faucet's," Luna turned back and looked out the window. "A little further away is the village of St. Cachipol in Otry, Mr. Weasley and Diggory of the Ministry of Magic. The sirs have their homes nearby. "

Maka nodded, wondering if she would go to another shaman's house to make a good destiny, and suddenly reacted to the name that was passed in between.

"Weasley?" He looked up at Luna. "Is that ... a family of wizards with red hair?"

"Ms. Molly isn't." Luna shook her head, her expression sullen. "Her hair is brown."

Maka couldn't help laughing.

"It's really brown," Luna repeated, solemnly.

"Okay," Maca looked at Luna and smiled even more. "Of course, this is of course. I mean, how about we sit at Weasley's?"

娜 Luna nodded indifferently, as if she didn't care much about where to go.

"嘭!"

After a while, after the two had cleared the dining table and the kitchen together, Maca watched Luna disappear into the dirty fireplace with a green flame.

"Well, grab it, say the place, and let it go." As Maka muttered, she walked towards the fireplace, and suddenly he thought of something and stopped.

"That's right, you must read it clearly." It seems that he probably remembered Harry's trip over Alley.

"Weasley's." "Oh!"

I don't know why, the green flames produced by Maca are much more than those of Luna. Fortunately, this special magic flame reaction does not have the ability to teleport dead objects. Otherwise, if you look at the magic fire that rushes to the ceiling, it is estimated that the entire fireplace can be moved to Weasley's house together.

玛 When Maca appeared from the fireplace in Weasley's house, Luna was talking to Mrs. Weasley.

噢 "Oh! Presumably you are Maca, right? Miss Luna just said to you," and seeing Maca coming out, Mrs. Weasley turned around and said hello, "Welcome to our house."

Talking, Mrs. Weasley suddenly walked over and opened the window. "Fred, George, Ron! Come in, there are two guests!"

Maca heard her words and stretched her neck, and glanced at it, and just saw a big boy with freckles on her face, holding a big mouse that had lost her hair, and it seemed that there was a shorter boy behind him.

"Fred, give me the spots! That's Percy for me."

"Hey, Ron, wait! I just think it needs a little hair restorer."

别 "Don't make a noise! ​​Didn't you see any customers? Can you give me a quiet moment?" Mrs. Weasley immediately shouted, "Where is George?"

Fred spread his hands and said, "Mom, I'm George."

好 "Well, where is Fred then?" Mrs. Weasley frowned.

Suddenly someone pushed both boys away, and stepped in, and kept talking, "Hey, mom! I'm George, you mistake us again."

Mrs. Weasley immediately changed her face and started a new round of reprimand, while Luna laughed like a madman and couldn't stop.

Maca looked at the scene in front of her, UU read the book www. uukanshu.com couldn't help but sigh.

"Sorry, uh ... Mr. Maca?" On the other side of the fireplace, not far behind Maca, a weak voice sounded. "The house is always noisy."

Maca heard the voice, and then turned around, and found that the girl talking was a girl with red hair, who looked younger than other children.

"Ah, it's nothing, I'm just a little bit used to the lively scenes." He probably guessed that the girl in front of him must be the youngest child of Weasley's family-Ginny.

Maka looked at her, and glanced back at the three boys who were being preached by Mrs. Weasley, and could not help but sigh again. He really couldn't figure it out. This is the same family. How can he educate such extreme and diverse siblings?

The eldest son Bill is always a rock fan, Percy is wild and full of face, and the twin brothers are just like to play pranks. Even Ron always tends to be inferior.

Only the second son Charlie and the youngest Ginny are more like normal people.

Of course, he wasn't sure if the memory in his mind was right, after all, it was too long, and he really couldn't remember it.

"Thanks anyway, thank you for your concern, Miss Ginny."

Ginny looked at Maca's smile and felt a little strange in her heart. Did anyone mention himself with him? At least she didn't have time to introduce herself.

"Well, not all of them have come to see the guests yet." Mrs. Weasley finally ended her long reprimand and greeted her children to come here.

The burrow was a little quieter, only Luna was still laughing there, and the embarrassing laughter kept echoing in the room.