"Ron! What brings you here?"
George pulled Ron back into the back seat and leaned out to give Harry Potter a smile.
"Of course we're here to rescue you. Quickly pack your things, we'll take you back to the humble abode."
Harry was deeply moved and, without saying a word, quickly packed his luggage.
"Hao Yun, can you handle the iron fence?"
When George asked him, Hao Yun shrugged and said it was no problem.
He took out his magic wand, which transformed back into a flying sword. With a light chop at the iron fence, the fence was cut through as easily as tofu.
Harry opened the window, stuffed his luggage into the trunk, jumped into the car, and sped away with the others.
Because the commotion was relatively small this time, Harry's uncle did not wake up and stop Harry from leaving, unlike in the movie.
"Harry, why haven't you written to us during the holidays?"
Ron put his arm around Harry and asked excitedly.
"Don't even mention it. A few days ago, a house-elf suddenly appeared and said that for my safety, he wanted to stop me from returning to Hogwarts. He also took all your letters."
After Harry finished speaking, he leaned against the car window, savoring the feeling of freedom, a silly grin spreading across his face.
"House-elves?"
Ron didn't quite understand, but that didn't matter. Now that Harry had been rescued, he'd have someone to play with tomorrow.
During his time at the Burrow, the twin brothers rarely included him in their playtime because the two brothers were outgoing and didn't get along with Ron.
As for Percy, Ron couldn't stand him even more. The guy was extremely rigid, and Ron would usually avoid him whenever he saw him.
Around 1 a.m., the five people returned to their humble abode without incident, quietly returned the car to the warehouse, and then tiptoed into the room.
"Where have you all been, staying up so late!"
The lights in the dark first-floor living room suddenly came on, and Mrs. Weasley sat on the sofa, staring at the group with a gloomy face.
"You actually drove your dad's car out for a drive so late! What if something happens?!"
Just as Mrs. Weasley was about to continue scolding Harry, she saw him.
Slightly taken aback, Mrs. Weasley stood up and walked over to Harry, saying with delight.
"You're Harry? Long time no see, let me see you."
Mrs. Weasley and Harry's mother were good friends. Because of the death of Lily due to the Man of Voldemort, Weasley cared for Harry more than her own children.
If Dumbledore hadn't sent Harry to his uncle's house, Mrs. Weasley would have taken Harry to the Burrow long ago.
"Mom, we're going to rescue Harry. You have no idea, Harry's uncle actually locked him in an iron cage!"
Mrs. Weasley glared at Ron and said fiercely.
"If you don't behave, I'll lock you in an iron cage too!"
Turning her head, Mrs. Weasley spoke gently to Harry.
"Harry, you and Ron will share a room from now on. You'll stay here until school starts."
Harry blushed with embarrassment and thanked him.
"And you two, when your dad comes back tomorrow, I'm going to make sure he gives you a good talking to!"
Mrs. Weasley poked the twins on the head with her finger, then took Harry upstairs to rest.
The remaining four exchanged glances, and Ron helplessly spread his hands.
"Let's go back and rest. Harry is staying in Ron's room. Hao Yun, why don't you come and stay with us?"
Fred and George went upstairs to help Hao Yun tidy up his room, and the three of them successfully met up in one room.
After working for half the night, all three of them were exhausted, so they crawled into bed and went to sleep.
The next day, before Hao Yun was fully awake, he was woken up by a scream.
When she stepped out of the room, Ginny covered her head and ran back into the room.
Fred peeked out and chuckled mischievously.
"This little girl kept asking how Harry was during the holidays, but now that she's met him in person, she's actually shy."
"You think everyone's as shameless as you!"
George yawned and got out of bed.
The twin brothers started mocking each other's appearance. Hao Yun, who was standing to the side, was speechless. "You two look exactly alike. Talking about the other is just talking about yourself."
The two argued and bickered all the way to the restaurant to have breakfast.
Mrs. Weasley was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the family.
Good morning, kids!
Arthur, looking travel-worn, came in from outside, took off his coat, and sat down in a chair.
"You're finally back. How's work going?"
Mrs. Weasley turned around in the kitchen and asked.
"It's alright. We did a surprise inspection last night and made some progress."
After a busy night, Arthur wasn't feeling very energetic.
"Breakfast will be ready soon. After you eat, you can go and rest. By the way, Fred and George took your car out yesterday, and it was at night. You must teach them a lesson!"
Arthur laughed heartily and turned to ask.
"How's it going? Feeling alright?"
Fred chuckled and gave a thumbs up.
"It's pretty good, but the speed is a bit slow."
Just as Arthur was about to suggest how to make the changes, Mrs. Weasley came over with food.
"I told you to teach them a lesson, otherwise they'll dare drive your car again next time!"
Arthur coughed, his smile vanished, and he solemnly reprimanded Fred and George.
However, it was obvious that Fred and George didn't listen at all.
As everyone was having breakfast, an owl flew in.
“It was sent to Harry from Hogwarts.”
Fred took the letter tied to the owl's leg, glanced at it, and handed it to Mrs. Weasley.
"These are books we need to buy for the start of school. Kids, hurry up and eat, we're going to Diagon Alley in a bit."
At Mrs. Weasley's urging, everyone quickened their pace of eating.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Weasley set off with her seven children.
Using Floo Powder to teleport to Diagon Alley, Harry, the last one to be teleported, encountered an accident because he gave the wrong address when he used Floo Powder.
"Kids, you go to the bookstore first, I'll go find Harry!"
Mrs. Weasley abandoned the six and began searching for Harry in Diagon Alley.
"What should we do? Maybe we should go look for it too."
Ron looked at the others.
“Let’s go, let’s look around. Percy, you take Ron and Ginny as one group, and the three of us will form another group. Whether we find it or not, meet at the bookstore in half an hour.”
Fred's suggestion was excellent, so the six of them split into two groups and began their search for Harry Potter.
Chapter 309 Tom's Notebook
Using Floo Powder, Harry Potter is teleported to Diagon Alley, looking around in bewilderment.
What's going on? Where's Ron? How did I get separated from him? Did I say something wrong?
Harry, standing there questioning his existence, noticed a familiar face walking in – it was Malfoy.
Turning and hiding in the cupboard, Malfoy entered the shop, accompanied by his father, Lucius.
Harry Potter, witnessing a wave of shady deals, was so frightened he didn't dare to breathe.
After all, in gangster movies, those who cause trouble always end up in dire straits.
After the Malfoys left, Harry Potter secretly slipped out of the cupboard while the shopkeeper was away.
"Who are you? Are you trying to steal something?"
Harry Potter had just reached the door when the boss suddenly appeared behind him.
Harry shuddered and stammered his reply.
"No, I just went to the wrong room. I'm sorry, I have to leave."
Harry rushed out the door and realized he seemed to have stumbled into some incredible place.
The wizards passing by on the street were all stranger and more menacing than the last.
Harry, who was about to leave, was entangled by a strange wizard.
"Little one, you have such delicate skin, are you lost? Would you like me to take you away?"
No! I don't need it!
Harry realized he was in a bad situation; the wizards around him were looking at him with increasingly dangerous eyes.
"Harry! What are you doing here?"
Hagrid's massive body appeared in the alley, instantly intimidating the malicious wizards around him.
"This is not a place for you. Come with me."
Hagrid walked to Harry's side, took his hand, and strode outside.
"Leaving Diagon Alley," Hagrid said to Harry.