Ron Weasley had an unpleasant summer vacation.
Not long ago, because I was asking Percy to borrow the owl, I had trouble with each other.
Ron had completely lost contact with Harry since the last call.
Hermione said in the letter that Harry's uncle might hate wizards, so Harry was forbidden to contact his friends in the wizarding world, and suggested that Hagrid visit Harry instead of them.
Ron also thought Hermione's proposal was very good, so he wrote a letter to Hagrid, but his owl Errol was already very old, and he couldn't bear to let it fly too far to deliver the letter.
Since Percy became the prefect, the family has bought an owl, so Ron wanted to borrow it from him.
It was just that Percy repeatedly found some bad excuses to reject him, which made Ron very annoyed.
"Percy still doesn't want to borrow an owl." Fred, who was playing the wizard card with Ginny, raised his head to look at Ron, who was downstairs in desperation, and asked.
"Hemes has gone out to deliver the letter." Percy explained casually.
"Don't tell me, you have endless letters every day." Ron was checking Errol's situation, and after hearing Percy's words, he turned his head and glared at him, "Tell me to lie and think of a good excuse."
In the end, Ron was still not willing to let the elderly Errol go out to help him deliver the letter to Hagrid. Crossing most of Britain was a severe test for an elderly owl.
"I have." Percy flushed flushed and stared at Ron and said, "As for who I send the letter to, it has nothing to do with you."
Ginny glanced at Percy secretly, she knew who Percy was writing to during the summer vacation.
"Harry hasn't got any news yet?" George took a sip of his drink, picked up the Daily Prophet on the counter, and sat down next to Fred.
"No."
Ron thought it was the trouble he caused the last time he called Harry.
At the time, it was Harry's uncle who answered the phone, and that person's tone was very bad, or extremely bad.
"Hermione thought Harry might be trapped at home, and the uncle who adopted him hates wizards, so Hermione suggested that Hagrid help us visit Harry."
Unbeknownst to Ron, Hagrid actually wrote a few letters to Harry, and never got a reply. He suspected Harry was in trouble.
It's just that Dumbledore had reminded him before that if it wasn't important, don't disturb Harry's life, so Hagrid didn't have the idea of going to Harry directly.
Of course, if Hagrid knew about Harry, he would probably visit the Dursleys in person.
"When I get rich, I must buy an owl myself." Ron stuffed the letter back into his pocket and mumbled softly.
"You have money? You have no hope." Fred joked with a smile, "In the future, when we have money, you can help us work again!"
"Are you rich?" Ron curled his lips in dissatisfaction.
Of course he knew what Fred and George were doing, but he didn't understand, where the self-confidence of these two guys came from, and with their family situation, they couldn't help them at all.
"This is not something you should worry about." George took a sip of his drink and opened today's Daily Prophet. As soon as he drank the drink in his mouth, he was sprayed out and showered with Percy who was sitting across the table. face.
"What the **** are you doing!" Percy growled.
"Look at today's headlines!" George, regardless of the furious Percy, put the Daily Prophet on the table and greeted the others excitedly.
"what happened?"
Fred was the first to move his head over, and then his eyes widened in surprise, "It's really Albert. That guy actually ran to France and got himself an international wizard chess champion."
Several children in the Weasley family leaned at the table looking at the black and white photos on the headlines.
That is a photo of Albert holding the international wizard chess trophy.
Ron looked at the text under the black-and-white photo and read it softly: "The Albert Anderson player from England, defeated all his opponents and became the youngest champion ever in an international wizard chess tournament."
Looking at the beautiful young man in the photo, Ron only felt sour in his heart.
The opponent is obviously not a few years older than himself, and he has already won the glory of the international wizard chess champion.
What about yourself?
In fact, if possible, Ron also wants to participate in the international wizard chess competition, and also wants to get this glory like Anderson.
It's a pity that everything can only be thought in his mind, he can't even go to France, let alone participate in the international wizard chess competition.
"I remember that last time the guy wrote and said that he was going to the United States with someone, so let's not send him letters!" Fred muttered, "Actually, he wrote the wrong location!"
"Children, what are you doing?" Mr. Weasley, who had just left work, walked in from the door and asked, looking at the children gathered at the table.
"We are watching the news that Albert won the international wizard chess championship." Percy was still wiping her cheeks with a handkerchief. "I never knew he was so good in wizard chess."
"It's just that you don't know it." Fred said wryly
"Reporters from the Daily Prophet are looking for him now and want to give him an exclusive interview." Mr. Weasley knows a little bit of inside information, "No one knows where he is now."
"He seems to say he is going to America."
"Dad, why did Albert go to France and won an international wizard chess championship." Ron was very curious about this. He knew Albert was a Muggle wizard and was more troublesome than them in certain things.
"It seems that someone took him to France." Mr. Weasley didn't know much. "Mr. Bud Brod, who is said to be one of the former international wizard chess champions, recommended him to participate in the game."
"Is that Mr. Broad?" Fred and George looked at each other. "I remember Albert and him have a very good relationship. In the first grade, Albert often went to Mr. Broad for afternoon tea. ."
"What's the matter, Percy?" Ginny asked in confusion, noticing the change on Percy's face.
"Look here." Percy motioned to everyone to read the fourth edition.
"Albert is a Muggle wizard, and there are always people who don't like him."
Mr. Weasley's tone was a bit disgusting: They think he used magic, because a minor Muggle wizard cannot go to France to participate in an international wizard chess game.
At this moment, everyone's faces are not very good-looking, there is no doubt that they are full of malicious accusations.
"Of course, this matter was quickly suppressed." Mr. Weasley consoled, "Of course Fudge would not allow such an article to appear. The United Kingdom finally won the championship. Isn't this just slapping himself in the face? ?"
"Mr. Bud Brod revealed in an interview that he asked an old friend to send Albert to the competition in France..." Mr. Weasley pointed to an interview in the Daily Prophet and said, "Many people are right. That voice is very dissatisfied."
"Albert knows many famous wizards." Fred said suddenly: "He often has correspondence with those famous wizards, and it is normal for someone to defend him."
"No, it's abnormal. In fact, just now, the Department for the Prohibition of Muggle Abuse received a large number of reports. Someone reported that a group of people led by Malfoy had hidden a large number of dark magic items in their homes." Mr. Weasley There was a hint of excitement in his tone, "A search warrant was even issued directly above, allowing me to take people to their home for a surprise inspection."
In McDoug's kitchen, Katrina hurried in with the Daily Prophet.
"What's the matter?" Mrs. McDoug looked at her daughter suspiciously.
"Have you read the headlines of today's Daily Prophet?" Katrina asked.
"I have something to sit down and say." Isobel took off his apron, put a cup of milk tea in front of Katrina, picked up the Daily Prophet, and after reading the headlines, said to his mother, "Katrina probably wants to say My boyfriend won the champion of the international wizard chess tournament!"
"Your boyfriend?" Mrs. McDouger was not surprised that her daughter had a boyfriend.
In fact, she heard from Isobel the last time that she was a boy named Albert Anderson, who was also said to be a brilliant genius.
"It's my daughter, she has a good vision." Mrs. McDoug said to Isabel, looking at the newspaper, "I can invite the other person to our house if I have a chance."
"Yeah." Isobel responded.
At this moment, a woman's voice came from the fireplace.
"It seems that there is something urgent again tonight." Mrs. McDoug looked at the clock, "I may have to work overtime and I won't be able to come back at night."
After speaking, she went into the fireplace and disappeared.
Isabel and Katrina looked at each other, they had seen this situation countless times.
Katrina recalled what Isobel had just said, her expression was a bit subtle.
The sisters were sitting at the table talking about the newspaper, but they were quickly attracted by a photo in the third page.
In the photo, a beautiful French girl is kissing Albert's cheek~www.mtlnovel.com~ There are two other beautiful girls beside it.
The Daily Prophet used a photo to help Albert fabricate a romantic history.
"Isobel, you have to be careful, that guy might secretly tell you and date other girls." Katrina stared at the photo for a long time before she raised her head and said to her sister.
No way, Louise's passionate meeting and kiss were too deceptive.
"You think too much!"
Isobel was quite calm and didn't take this matter to heart at all.
"I don't think that foreign girls are so passionate." Katrina said with a pouting, "I just don't want you to be deceived."
"The Daily Prophet always likes to catch the wind and make some fake news to attract everyone's attention." Isabel pointed to the author of this article, "Rita Skeeter always likes to tell the truth and distort the facts everywhere, don't you? is that clear?"
Katrina couldn't understand why Isabel was so calm and didn't take this matter to heart.
"Well, don't worry, even if they are really rivals, they have no chance of winning." Isabel said calmly, "not to mention, they are not even rivals in love."
Of course Katrina didn't know, Isobel could ask Albert through the double-sided mirror at any time, if she wanted to. As for how to ask so that Albert will not feel uncomfortable, Isobel naturally has his own way.
Moreover, Isabel doesn't believe this is true. What kind of person Albert is, after getting along for so long, would she be a photographer not clear?
On the contrary, the sister's reaction was a little bit beyond her expectation, which made Isobel sigh inwardly.
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