The wife who lives at No. 7 Privet Road, here is called Mrs. No. 7 for short, found some changes in her life.

First of all, there are more cats on Privet Road, and Mrs. No. 7's hobby has changed from feeding pigeons to feeding cats.

But the last time I fed a cat was a disaster.

It was a tabby cat. It sat on the side of the road and didn't move all morning. Mrs. No. 7 thought its **** was frozen on the ground. She walked over with cat food and hot water. The cat was so quiet. watch-

Until she poured the hot water on the ground, the tabby cat rushed out vigilantly, so frightened that Mrs. No. 7 slipped and fell on the horse.

But perhaps to make up for her kindness, the next day, she found that the orchid she had been tending for a long time actually bloomed. It was winter!

It's incredible!

The weather is getting colder, and retro black cloaks seem to be particularly popular this year. Mrs. No. 7 has seen more than one person wearing it, so she went to the shopping mall and carefully selected a good-looking cloak, which was praised by the children of the Lawrence family next door. Speaking of which -

Mrs. Lawrence's family next door suddenly has four red-haired children. They may be relatives of the Lawrence family. It's not surprising, isn't it?

Life always changes.

Mrs. No. 7 was watering the yard, and two children with schoolbags greeted her, "Good morning, ma'am!"

"Good morning, children!" She watched the two children leave, and out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the 'mighty' team that appeared from No. 8 Privet Road.

Here comes—Mrs. Seven holding the hose.

"Good morning, ma'am," Anna was the most normal, "your cloak today is so beautiful."

"Good morning, thank you dear," Mrs. Seven smiled.

"The cloak is so pretty!" *3, the uniform Anna repeater was launched.

The smile on Mrs. Seven's face stiffened, "Thank you... children."

"Ma'am, what is this thing?" Fred pointed to the lawnmower. "Is it used to drive away goblins?"

"Oh this—"

Expel the goblins? Mrs. No. 7 thought Fred was joking. She tried to explain that it was an ordinary lawn mower, used to cut grass, just like the ordinary football on the ground.

"How can there be goblins here?" George came over to observe the lawnmower. "I guess it's to prevent the sniffs from coming in and stealing—they can't handle anything shiny and they like to dig holes."

"How is that possible, can you pay attention!" Ron roared in a low voice, "We are in the Muggle world, there can't be goblins and sniffles here, obviously - it's used to scare the voles! They're really hard Grasp!"

No matter how remote Privet Road is, there will be no such thing as voles!

But fortunately, they didn't care about whether there would be fire snakes laying fire eggs in this house and let the fire burn the whole house--

This freed Mrs. No. 7 from the bad habit of keeping the fireplace burning all night. Although she knew it was a child's child's words, Mrs. No. 7 happened to hate snakes the most.

Saying goodbye to these \'cute\' children, she shook her head and continued her watering career.

Anna likes to see Mrs. No. 7's helpless expression.

"What is Ginny doing at home?" Ron seemed to be worried before he went out for five minutes. "Is the door closed? Snow the cat won't run out? Where's Evan? Does Ginny know to give him a bottle?" I muttered to myself for a while, "Did Ms. Linna really help me record the morning news when I went out?"

Ron likes to watch the morning news. He said that he can learn more about Muggles from it. Of course, Anna felt that it would be more convincing if he didn't keep staring at the good-looking host.

"Little mother Ron, don't worry about so many things before you get married," Fred glanced at Ron's hair with pity, "Be careful of being bald at a young age."

"He was worried yesterday about whether Bobby and Carol would misunderstand because of the \'strong muscle man\'," George interjected, "If there is a chance, I will definitely recommend Bobby's fast-acting fitness candy. .\'"

"There's no misunderstanding, don't worry, they won't break up for the time being," said Anna, who happened to have watched the classic American drama "Growing Pains" in a previous life.

I really did not expect that children in the magical world would be so fascinated by American TV dramas.

They have been wearing a lot of normal clothes recently. It should be said that they are at the forefront of fashion. Look at this brand sweater, which is exactly the same as in the American TV series. I don't know if the crew accidentally lost three clothes, or Mrs. Weasley used Transfiguration to help them change. The \'high imitation\' that comes out - magic can really do whatever you want.

"Actually, I prefer them to break up," Ron waved Fred's hand on his head, "I prefer Carol to stay single."

"Why?" Anna was curious.

"She's a top student! She's very smart, and love can affect her judgment." Ron tried to look sophisticated and nodded, "Yes, and she's beautiful, Bobby doesn't deserve her— That's it."

"I'll translate the words of little baby Ronnie-\'Carol is very smart and beautiful, I like it, she shouldn't be in love, she should belong to me\'!" George imitated Ron's demeanor.

"I didn't!" Ron yelled.

"DiDi—" The yellow school bus stopped on the side of the road, urging the crowd.

Ron quickly ran into the car, "Harry!" He greeted Harry, who was sitting by the window in the third row.

Harry beckoned, "Good morning!"

The younger children looked at Dudley, who was sitting in the back. Dudley was showing off his new boxing gloves with his pals, and they murmured, not paying much attention to Harry.

"Hey! Fred! George!" the tall man in the last row greeted the twins.

There was a moment of silence in the car, and the last row of people were all delinquent teenagers who had an 80% chance of going to Stonewall Middle School.

Someone looked at the two red-haired transfer students who had just arrived in horror. A student with glasses who dropped his bag on the ground quickly removed his bag, for fear of attracting the attention of the bad boy.

"Morning Rudy," Fred walked over, when Rudy hugged his neck intimately.

"Is there any stock from last time?" Rudy was tall~lightnovelpub.net~ and sly-eyed. He didn't look like a good person. When he said that, he really felt like he was conducting a secret transaction.

Anna and the driver's uncle came over after saying hello. They just heard such a sentence and raised their eyebrows.

What? Is it so wild? A future Gryffindor!

George took off his bag and gave Rudy a look. "There's only so much we have for now." He and Fred exchanged a smile, "If you can bid more, we can find you something else. "

"Gululu—" The driver braked, and the things in George's schoolbag just rolled out.

Damn, it turned out to be a dung egg.

Anna picked up the dung egg and walked to the last row under the surprised eyes.

\'She is finished, she is finished, she will definitely be beaten! \'The little man with glasses muttered in his heart,\'Did no one tell these transfer students not to contact bad boys? \'

Really smart enough, Anna nodded secretly, the twins' ability to bring money is really amazing—

Dung egg trade!

Wonderful! This thing looks very ordinary, like a dung ball piled up by a half-human dung beetle, and it is not impossible to enter the Muggle world-

The twins sell the stuff, get the money, and if there's trouble, wait for Mr. Arthur to bring back the dung from the Muggle world with a colleague, and then there's another "forget it" and the Muggles don't have anything remembered--

Since it is just an ordinary dung egg, Mr. Arthur will definitely give the twins as toys again - what a wonderful black industrial chain!

Even if the dung egg trade is discovered, there will be no trouble. This is just a dung egg. The twins can be said to be just a prank!

Wonderful—

Fred looked at the smile on Anna's face and smelled something bad.