Harry Potter Blood Hunter

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Ron had described his sister Ginny to Harry.

Although the expression was disgusting when he spoke, there was still the care that a brother should have between the lines

After Harry heard those adjectives, they combined into a spoiled little girl.

But...it seems to be different from now!

Looking at the big and beautiful girl who turned around in front of him, Harry... blushed a little.

"Ahh! Ginny, Ginny!" Ron next to him suddenly shouted at this moment, "Look ahead, look ahead!"

When Harry heard Ron's words, he subconsciously looked directly in front of the car... and found a big bright chimney ahead!

If he was riding a broom now, Harry wouldn't worry at all, he could dodge it casually.

But now he is sitting on the flying bike, or in the back seat...

So Harry is exactly the same as Ron...

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) the two screamed together.

Ginny turned back startled by the shouts of both of them.

But looking at the distance between the car and the chimney, Ginny stopped worrying for a moment.

What's all the fuss about! I thought I was about to hit it!

Ginny turned the steering wheel very easily, and turned the direction without any danger.

Ginny should also have a talent for flying, so she freely controlled the flying car to avoid all obstacles, flying high and flying towards the Burrow.

Ginny didn't continue to control the car to climb until it reached a height of about two to three hundred meters, and there was no possibility of hitting the building again.

Meanwhile, Harry and Ron finally recovered from the shock in the back row!

"Okay! Now you won't be afraid!" Ginny smiled and patted the steering wheel, then turned around and wanted to say something.

It's just that Ginny accidentally slapped the horn, causing the car to honk and scare Ron, who was not used to the sound of car horns.

"Look at your courage... I really don't believe that you are the knight who dares to sacrifice himself!"

Ginny said that her brother was also merciless.

"Who told you to drive so dangerously! Have you forgotten? When we came here just now, we almost hit a Muggle plane!" Ron also said that his sister was merciless.

Who can know the pain in Ron's heart now!

Originally, he was woken up by his old sister in the middle of the night to look for Harry... Ron was sure that if his mother found out that he and Ginny were gone, he would think he took Ginny out.

Then it was really thrilling along the way... Ginny didn't go out for a long time, and it was like letting herself go, which made Ron feel so bitter that he couldn't finish it.

Fortunately, Harry was finally picked up.

Harry listened, thinking it was hilarious.

I am also very envious!

It was also at this time that Sewen, who was caught under Harry's arm, suddenly struggled to leave.

Harry let go of Servin, and saw Servin jumped to the front passenger seat in one fell swoop, and then rowed down.

Huh? Harry leaned on the passenger seat and looked forward, and found that there were two plush fleeces on the passenger seat.

Servin was interacting with another pudding that was a little bigger.

well? Why is there another one here?

"Aha, Nemo has made friends!" Ginny thought it was amused, "Harry, is this your plush?"

"Well! Browder has given me Servin!" Harry looked at Ginny, "Ginny, is yours from Browder too?"

Harry had almost given up thinking about the provenance of such an oversized puff pastry!

"Nemo was given to me by George and Fred. The source should be the friend named Browder you mentioned!" Ginny answered in the affirmative.

Harry nodded... Servin was also happy to have a friend.

Started by the two velvets, Harry and Ginny started a long chat... which made Ron in the corner goofy.

So lonely! It was me!

Ron felt a little strange looking at Harry who was talking now.

Was Harry really that good at words?

...

Ginny drove the flying car very fast, heading for the Burrow.

But hurrying, they still couldn't get back to the Burrow before daylight.

A faint pink glow can be seen on the main line to the east.

Ginny lowered the car quickly, and Harry saw fields and bushes.

"We're on the trail outside the village," said Ron, "almost home..."

It seems that there is really no fear of heights among wizards, and they are not afraid of flying no matter how high.

The car is now flying lower and lower. The red sun is shimmering on the forest.

"Be careful of biting your tongue, it's about to land!" Ginny said jokingly.

With a slight bump, they finally stopped on the ground.

They stopped beside a run-down cottage in a small clearing, and Harry saw Ron's house for the first time.

It seemed that it had once been a large stone house, but rooms had been added to it, several stories high and crooked, as if it had been built by magic.

Harry patted himself on the head thinking of this... It was only natural that wizards used magic to build houses.

Four or five chimneys stand on the red roof. Next to the door, there is a sign standing on the ground with asymmetric left and right sides that says "The Burrow".

A pair of Wellington boots and a rusty cauldron lay by the front door. Some brown chicks were pecking at the ground.

"Isn't it great here?" Ron asked Harry.

Accustomed to the grandeur of Hogwarts and the magnificence of the Browder family, Ron actually felt a little inferior to his own family.

But Harry didn't think so.

"That's great! It's better than any house I've ever lived in!" Harry said happily, looking at the Burrow at the Biddsleys' house.

"That's right!" Ginny said with a smile, "Of course our family is fine!"

Saying that, Ginny laughed and jumped out of the car.

Harry and Ron also got out of the car.

Ron walked ahead and introduced Harry to their family.

The two Purongrongs at the back also jumped out of the car, each jumping into the arms of their master.

"Now, we're going to go upstairs very quietly," Ron's voice trailed off when he reached the Burrow door, "and wait for Mommy to call us for breakfast."

In Ron's imagination, as long as he could go upstairs successfully, he dared to take Harry down after his mother came out, and ran downstairs and said, "Mum, look, who came last night!"

So...Mum should be happy to see Harry, and no one knows they used the car.

"Got it!" whispered Ron. "Come on, Harry, I'm sleeping in..."

Ron suddenly turned green, his eyes fixed on the house.

Harry and Ginny followed Ron's gaze.

Mrs. Weasley was walking over from the other side of the yard... The one who walked broke out, and the chickens on the ground flew away in an instant. Suddenly, this kind woman seemed to be a saber-toothed tiger in the eyes of Harry and the others. like.

"Yeah!" exclaimed Ginny.

"My God." Ron exclaimed.

Mrs Weasley stopped in front of them, her hands behind her back, her eyes shifting from one apologetic face to another.

Mostly looking at Ron.

She was wearing a flowered apron with a wand in the pocket.

"Well, do you know how worried I was last night?" whispered Mrs Weasley.

Although it was a low voice, it sounded very scary when Ron came again.

"I'm sorry, Mum, but look, we—" Ron tried to lighten the mood, pushing Harry out of the way to make Mum happy.

But Mrs. Weasley didn't follow Ron's words.

"The bed is empty! No note! The car is gone...was there an accident...worried to death...do you know? I've lived a long time and I've never done anything like this...you'll just be here waiting for your dad to come back from get off work , Bill, Charlie or Percy have never caused such trouble..." Mrs. Weasley looked at Ron, her tone gradually became bitter, and she pointed at Fred's chest and shouted, "You may Will die, you may be seen by Muggles, you may cause your father to lose his job..."

it is as expected! Sure enough, I took the blame again! Ron felt sorry for himself.

Just when Ron wanted to just endure it, Ginny spoke suddenly.

"It's not like this mother!" Ginny suddenly became pitiful. "I wanted to see Harry Potter, so I begged Ron to let him show me the way to find Harry!"

Ginny's words immediately drew Mrs. Weasley's attention, "Oh, poor Ginny! You don't have to..."

"That's it! Mom! The main responsibility is still on me! Ron was dragged off the bed by me!" Ginny shouted, "I can do bad things too! Mom, don't always think that brothers treat me badly Is it possible!"

People who are always treated as babies will also explode.

Mrs. Weasley was speechless for a moment! The saber-toothed tiger-like posture became gentle again.

Is that so? Mrs. Weasley wasn't quite sure.

After all, she only had one daughter, Ginny, so she thought it would be all right to give him all the best!

But now it is Ron who is most moved.

Whoooo! Ginny!

Mrs. Weasley finally calmed down a lot at this time, "Okay! It's my fault! Then I will be very strict with you in the future! Ginny, do you accept it?"

"Of course!" Ginny nodded seriously.

"That's it! Ginny, you and Ron are waiting for your father to come back!" Mrs. Weasley turned to look at Harry, "Nice to meet you, dear Harry!"

Harry greeted her.

Mrs. Weasley smiled at Harry, "Come in for breakfast first!"

Then he turned and was about to walk Harry back into the house.

Harry glanced nervously at Ron and Ginny, who were nodding to encourage him, and felt that he might get them into trouble if he stayed, so he followed Mrs. Weasley into the room.

As soon as you walk through this door, you face the kitchen.

The kitchen is small and rather cramped, look around, with wiped down wooden tables and chairs in between.

Harry sat carefully on the edge of his seat and began to look around.

He had never been in the wizard's house, so he looked at it more carefully.

The big clock on the wall facing away from him has only one pointer and no numerals at all. Just fill the edges with words like "Time to make tea", "Time to feed the chickens" and "Late".

On the ledge are three thick stacks of books titled Making Your Cheese Tasty, Cooking Rendezvous, and One Minute Dinner Party - amazing!

If Harry heard correctly, the old radio by the pool had just announced that it was "Witching Hour, hosted by the ever-popular wizard-singer Cy Wonback".

Mrs. Weasley was rattling around in the kitchen, casually making some breakfast; she turned disgusted and glanced at her son and daughter as she poured sausages into the frying pan.

Harry heard her babbling, "I don't know what you're thinking" and "I can't believe it", "I don't blame you, dear."

Mrs. Weasley poured eight or nine sausages onto Harry's plate, assuring him, "Arthur and I were worried about you too. We were talking about it last night if you didn't write back to Ron by Friday." If you don't, we're going to pick you up. But really, driving an illegal car in mid-air in the countryside, anyone could see your..."

She simply pointed at the sink with her wand, and the washing started automatically, with a soft jingle.

Harry felt dazzled.