Hogwarts: Nagini captured at the start

Chapter 5 The Weasleys

"Robin, would you like to study at Hogwarts?" Charlie asked, pulling out his wand.

"Yes, I would love to! My parents idolize Albus Dumbledore, and they've always hoped I'd receive an acceptance letter from Hogwarts!"

Of course, what attracted Robin, besides the fantastical magical knowledge, was the magical creatures such as centaurs, unicorns, eight-eyed spiders, man-eating willows, trolls, and snake kings.

"Okay, I'll write a reply for you!"

After Charlie finished speaking, he waved his wand, and the ink that emerged from the tip of the wand flowed into the air and condensed into lines of text.

Dear Ms. McGonagall:

Robin Lestrange is eager to attend Hogwarts, and the Weasleys will help him purchase his new school supplies.

Charlie Weasley

Charlie used magic to conjure an envelope, put the reply inside, filled in the sender's and recipient's information, and then slipped the letter under the owl's paw.

"Go and deliver the letter to Professor Minerva McGonagall!"

The "postman" nodded its head with remarkable intelligence, then flapped its wings and flew away shakily.

"Uh, looking like this, will it be able to fly safely to Hogwarts?"

As Robin watched the "postman's" back moving up and down, left and right, he couldn't help but ask a soul-searching question.

"No, don't worry, the postman's stamina is far greater than you think!" Charlie said.

"Robin, I bet if you met Errol, you wouldn't doubt whether the Hogwarts postman would have died of exhaustion on the way."

"Errol is an old and clumsy owl whose feathers are never dry and smooth; they are either so oily they're practically dripping or so dry they're practically standing on end."

"Every time it delivers something, it lands on its head and neck, and then, like a drowning rooster, it flaps its wings frantically while making a hoarse clucking sound. When it gets tired of flapping, it rolls its eyes and doesn't move at all."

"Just when everyone thought it was about to die, it suddenly stood up and started looking for food as if it were a familiar animal. Hey, why did you hit me on the head?"

Charlie withdrew his fist, saying with a mixture of helplessness and amusement, "Ron, Errol is a great contributor to the Weasley family. Don't talk about him behind his back, even though most of what you said is true."

"Alright, stop standing at the gate. It's so hot. I've been flying for days on end, and I'm really looking forward to a wheat beer to cool down."

"Charlie, Ms. Molly is home; she won't allow you to drink!"

"Ron, you've forgotten, I'm already an adult!"

"No, in a mother's eyes, no matter how old a child is, they are still a minor!"

The two brothers bickered as they led Luo Bin into the courtyard. As Luo Bin walked forward, he looked at the famous patchwork building—the Burden!

On the sloping roof of a typical rural villa, several large wooden pillars are inserted, and three more stories have been added on top of these pillars, albeit crookedly.

The original text describes how Ron and the ghoul lived together in the attic of the Burrow, and every night the ghoul would bang on the water pipes, keeping them awake.

Perhaps the ghoul was the culprit behind Ron's droopy eye bags as he grew up.

Beside the gate of the humble dwelling, there were some high-top leather boots piled up haphazardly, as well as a broken and rusty crucible. Several large, fat chickens with brown feathers were pecking at the grass roots with their claws.

The living room of the Burrow was small and cramped. On the long table in the center of the room were bottles and jars and yellowed homework papers, stained with butter and tomato stains.

Twin brothers Fred and George are laughing and spraying each other with tomato juice.

Ms. Molly had no time to deal with her two mischievous brothers; she was busy baking bread and frying sausages, preparing dinner for the family.

"Oh my god! What a handsome little guy, only slightly less handsome than me. You must be Robin Lestrange, the one Charlie mentioned in his letter. Want to play the tomato-splattering game?" George invited with a bright smile.

Robin abruptly took a step to the right, dodging a barrage of tomato juice, shook his head, and said, "No need, thank you!"

Anyone who has read the original books knows that the Weasley twins are either playing pranks or on their way to playing pranks. Are you trying to get on their bad side by hanging out with them?

"Charlie, oh my dear Charlie, I've missed you so much! Come here, let Mommy give you a hug!"

When Ms. Molly, reeking of cooking oil, lunged at him, Charlie took a big step back to avoid the hug. But after noticing the disappointment in his mother's eyes, he took the initiative to hug her again.

"Dear Ms. Molly, I've missed you very much. Come, let me introduce you. This is Robin Lestrange. He just received his Hogwarts acceptance letter at the gate. Now, like Ron, he's a first-year student."

Ms. Molly turned to look at Robin, first praising his appearance, then warmly inviting him, "It just so happens that I'm taking Percy, George, Fred, and Ron to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks and equipment tomorrow. Robin, you can come with us too. If you can't come up with the money to buy things right now, I'll pay for it for you first."

The Weasleys, a pure-blood family, are so poor that they can barely afford secondhand school supplies, which is quite shocking in the entire wizarding world.

However, the Weasley family's kindness is also admired by many white wizards!

"Ms. Molly, I'd be happy to go to Diagon Alley with you. Having someone guide me will save a lot of time. However, you don't need to pay for it for me. My parents and my ancestors left me some money, which is deposited at Gringotts headquarters. I think that money is enough to support me through my studies!"

"Oh, poor child, Charlie told me about your parents in his letter. If you don't mind the humble abode, you can stay here temporarily until school starts!"

Robin knew that the Burrow's houses looked crooked and crooked, as if they would collapse with a gust of wind, but in addition to being connected by wooden stakes, bricks and stones, the houses were also protected by magic.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need to worry about security issues.

"Ms. Molly, I don't find the Burrow shabby at all. On the contrary, I find its layout very interesting, which fits the wizard's wild imagination and the creativity of fantasy magic."

"Robin, is that really what you think?"

Ron appears carefree and doesn't care much about poor food, old clothes, or dilapidated housing, but deep down he still thinks the "Humble Abode" is embarrassing.

"Of course it's true! I've read many house building manuals, and 'The Humble Abode' is the most unique and space-efficient house I've ever seen!"

Ron looked around the cramped yet fully equipped living room, and then, remembering that all seven siblings had their own bedrooms, he immediately chimed in, "Dad and Ms. Molly are indeed very good at using space."

"Robin, let me show you the attic. I've put up lots of 'Artillery Corps' posters on the walls, and I also have a gray mouse, a tank of fish, and a few little frogs. I have so many toys in my room: playing cards, a mechanical mouse, building blocks, a chessboard. Which one do you want to play with?"

Bill and Charlie graduated early and started working. Percy was rigid and serious, and only wanted to study. Fred and George loved to play pranks. Ginny was shy and cried easily.

Ron meets people his own age and is eager to build friendships by sharing with them.

(End of this chapter)