Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

Fred and George have never been people who like to procrastinate. Even in Hogwarts, a school with strict discipline (?), they always do whatever they think of immediately, without thinking about the responsibilities they need to bear. There were no risks or consequences, and they never thought about whether Administrator Filch or Dean Professor McGonagall were watching behind them.

After deciding on the policy of sneaking away from the kitchen, the twins quietly arched their backs and tiptoed away from the dining table. Before leaving the kitchen, Fred—or perhaps George—slidly walked away from the table. Took away a bun and helped his brother get one too.

The kitchen of the Burrow is located at the back of the house and leads directly to the garden. It is also the daily "social center" of the Weasley family. Due to the limitation of the foundation area, the kitchen space is not large, or in other words, it is quite crowded.

Originally, it was impossible to leave silently in such a crowded small space. But for Fred and George, this kind of thing was already familiar to them. They wanted to slip away from mom or dad, like lifting a gnome from the garden and kicking it. It's as easy as kicking thirty feet away.

What's more, at this time, Arthur and Molly's attention was almost completely attracted by the old rotary telephone, as well as Ron and Ginny (they had already conducted the fourth trial and were preparing for the fifth Press the phone), Fred and George's "escape" is even simpler.

Although Percy noticed the actions of the troublesome brothers, he had not the slightest interest in exposing them. Moreover, Fred and George are still the kind of people who like to "retaliate". Once Percy exposes them today, the twins will definitely not let him go in the following days.

What's more, Percy and the twins still live on the third floor of the Burrow. He doesn't want to be disturbed by these two lawless little bastards on such a beautiful day during the summer vacation! He also wanted to spend more time writing letters to Penello!

So Fred and George walked unimpeded to the front door of the kitchen (the kitchen has two doors, the front door leads to the front yard, and the back door leads to the backyard garden).

Gently pulling the door latch and opening the door, the twins walked out to the front yard smoothly.

After Fred and George flew away from the Burrow on their flying skateboards, the two hands with "Fred" and "George" engraved on the magical clock in the living room on the first floor of the Burrow quietly Pointing from "home" to "on the road", no one except Percy noticed.

"George, who do you think the new resident is?" Fred suddenly stepped on the back of the skateboard, and the flying skateboard drew a big circle in the air, as if he was being released. Like an angry balloon.

"How can I know something you don't know?" George slowed down, "But who would want to be neighbors with our Weasley family?"

"We're not the only ones living in St. Catchpole," Fred began to count his fingers one by one. "The Diggory family, the Lovegood family, and the Fawcett family all live here too. ”

"You make it sound like Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are all here." George said, "It's not going to be a Slytherin, right?"

"I hope it won't be like that, otherwise I will definitely let that little snake taste the taste of big dung eggs!" Fred speeded up and flew towards the north of the village.

"Fred, the broomstick is not invisible, be careful! We wizards are not the only ones living here!" George shouted loudly, "Don't let the Muggles notice us!"

"I know--" Fred's vague voice floated to George's ears from a distance.

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At the same time, on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron Bar on Charing Cross Road in London, Wright finally started to pack his luggage amidst Villita's tireless reminders.

"Hurry up! Wright! Come on! Wright! Come on!..." Villita jumped and jumped around Wright, yelling and screaming, like a little crazy girl.

"The 247th 'Hurry', the 247th 'Light', the 248th..." Wright kept packing his hands, but he was silently counting in his heart. How many times had Villita said these two words so far this morning.

If it weren't for the fact that Villita was not cursed or cursed, Wright even doubted whether her language function was limited to these two words.

"Lai..."

"Silent," Wright stretched out his hand vaguely, pointing first at Villita, and then at himself, "Close your ears and plug in your ears and listen." Finally, he cast a soundproofing spell on the entire room again, To prevent the noise in the room from spreading outside.

"Le-huh?" Villita opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't make any sound, but after a second thought, she understood what was going on.

When she and Wright were sparring together last semester, Wright would sometimes use the Silent Spell to make her unable to make any sound, thus rendering the spell's effect useless. However, it is precisely because she has not yet mastered the advanced spellcasting method of Silent Spell, that Vilita learned the counter-spell of Silent Spell early to avoid committing the same offense again.

But is it too much to use this spell on me now? Villita glanced at Wright angrily. She took out the wand from her pocket and instantly lifted the silent spell on herself.

"Lite!! Hurry up!! Lite!! Hurry up!!..." Villita increased her voice and began to bombard Wright's ears even more crazily.

But even though her throat hurt a little from screaming, Wright was still packing her luggage unhurriedly. Books, pens, notes, alchemy materials, clothes... he packed them one by one and put them in. into the huge alchemy workshop box.

After Wright packed up his belongings, he unhurriedly canceled the ear-closing spell that had been covering him.

The original effect of the ear-closing spell was to fill the ears of everyone around you with an indiscernible buzzing sound. However, after Wright's modification, the ear-closing spell became to block the ears and prevent people from hearing or seeing. Isolating yourself completely from external noise interference is simply a must-have magic spell for serious work.

Wright picked up the suitcase in a leisurely manner. When he turned to look at Villita, he saw this French girl who had been full of energy in the past few days. At this time, she was dying and slumped on the chair in the room, completely Without the vitality he had just now, he looked more like the weak image he only had in school.

"What's wrong?" Wright looked at Villita strangely, "Aren't you going to St. Catchpore? The houses have been built."

I don't know if it was "house" or "Saint Catchpol", or the effect of mixing the two words together, which made Villita stand up from the stool and walked to Wright again.

"Okay, let's go."