In this silent, tense atmosphere, time passed very slowly .
Evan, Harry and Hermione had already drunk up the tea in their cups, but no one refilled them .
Neither Harry’s uncle nor aunt seemed to have any intention to do that .
Evan knew a spell that could make wine, but he couldn’t use it here .
But it was hard to beat him . The cloth bag he carried with him, which had been expanded with the Undetectable Extension Charm, contained a lot of drinks .
They were the juices he had brought back from France . Under the light, these juices would have colorful dreamy reflections and were very famous in the French wizarding world .
Evan took out the juice and gave himself, Harry, and Hermione a cup, and filled the opposite Dudley’s cup .
Sniffing the sweet smell of the juice, Dudley couldn’t wait to pick up the cup .
“Oh, no, Dudley dear!” Harry’s Aunt Petunia shouted out loud . “Don’t touch that thing, put it down . ”
“Don’t worry, this juice is fine!” said Evan . “But what other wizards give you, you’d better not put it in your mouth, especially the twins coming soon . Be extra careful . They like to play pranks . ”
Perhaps it was Evan’s identity, or his attitude, and Aunt Petunia finally allowed Dudley to drink the juice .
Of course, the awkward atmosphere in the room did not loosen up .
Evan told Harry and Hermione what he had seen in Beauxbatons . On the opposite side, the Dursleys were whispering .
Dudley stared at the half-empty bottle of juice on the table, licking his lips, and his eyes were shining with greed .
AdvertisementIn this way, five o’clock came and then went .
For some reason, the Weasleys were late .
Because of the sultry weather and the heavy clothes, Mr . Dursley had begun to perspire slightly in his suit .
He stood up impatiently, opened the front door, peered up and down the street, and then withdrew his head quickly .
“They’re late!” he snarled at Harry in a gruff voice .
“I know!” Harry replied . “Maybe, er…the traffic’s bad, that must be it!”
Although he said so, he was a bit impatient as well .
Harry turned around and looked anxiously at Evan, who shook his head .
In his view, Mr . Weasley would come through the Floo Network or Apparate . Either way, he would not be stopped just by traffic congestion .
‘Hold on, Floo Network?!’
Evan suddenly thought that if they came here through the Floo Network, they must come out of the fireplace .
The Dursleys’ fireplace was sealed and there was a fake electric stove burning coal in front of it .
Evan hurriedly stood up and walked over to the fireplace and observed it carefully .
He seemed to hear something . Behind Evan, the Dursleys were still muttering in the living room .
“No consideration at all!”
“We might have had another engagement . ”
“Maybe they think they’ll get invited to dinner if they’re late . ”
“Well, don’t even think about it!” said Mr . Dursley . “They’ll take the three children and go . There will be no hanging around . ”
Then, he shouted to Harry and Hermione sitting on the sofa . “I mean, if they’re coming . They’ve probably mistaken the day . I daresay their kind don’t set much store by punctuality . ”
Just then, Evan heard a voice coming from inside the fireplace, someone was inside!
He guessed it, the Weasleys came here through the Floo Network .
Before he even thought about what to do, there was a scream of horror .
” Ah ah ah ah ah!” Dudley shouted .
Curious about what Evan was doing in front of the fireplace, he had just followed him and was startled by the sound inside the fireplace .
In fact, his screaming also made Evan startled .
“What’s the matter? What happened?” Harry rushed over at once .
From the corner of the living room came the sounds of the Dursleys scrambling, panic-stricken, across the room .
Dudley kept rubbing the sweat on his forehead, his expression was terrible .
He seemed unable to speak, his hands still clamped over his buttocks .
“They seem to be there, just inside the fireplace!” said Evan .
At this moment, from behind the Dursleys’ fireplace came the sounds of heavy knocks and frictions . .
“Ouch! Fred, no… go back, go back, there’s been some kind of mistake…tell George not to… OUCH! George, no, there’s no room, go back and tell Ron not to come over”
“Dad, I heard Evan and Harry talking, they’re outside . ” Fred shouted .
“I heard that too; maybe they’ll be able to let us out!”
As soon as George’s voice fell, there was a loud hammering of fists on the boards behind the electric heater .
“Evan, Harry, can you hear us?!”
“It’s Mr . Weasley, he’s inside!” Hermione ran over . “They must have come here by Floo powder, but they didn’t know that unlike the wizards, Muggles’ fireplaces are usually blocked . ”
“I heard Hermione, she’s also outside!” Mr . Weasley said with delight .
“Maybe we can…”
Evan hadn’t finished yet and the Dursleys rounded on the three of them like a pair of angry wolverines .
“What’s going on?” Mr . Dursley growled and asked, “What are they doing?”
“They’ve tried to get here by Floo powder . ” Harry said, fighting a mad desire to laugh . “They can travel by fire, but you have blocked the fireplace, hang on!”
At this time, Evan and Hermione were talking to them through the boards .
“Mr . Weasley, it’s Evan!” he shouted . “The fireplace has been blocked up!”
“Damn!” said Mr . Weasley’s voice . “What on earth did they want to block up the fireplace for?”
“They’ve got an electric fire . ” Hermione explained .
“Really?” said Mr . Weasley’s voice excitedly . “Electric, you say? With a plug? Gracious, I must see that, let me think about it…ouch, Ron!”
Ron’s voice now joined the others’ .
“What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?”
“Nothing wrong!” Fred’s voice came out, very sarcastically . “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up . ”
“Yeah, we’re having the time of our lives here!” said George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall .
“Boys, boys!” said Mr . Weasley vaguely, “I’m trying to think what to do, okay, the only way, Evan, Harry, Hermione, you three stand back . ”
They hurried back to the sofa in the living room, and Mr . Dursley made a few steps forward .
“Wait!” he bellowed at the fire . “What exactly are you going to do?”
BANG, his fireplace had blasted up before he could say anything else!!
Chapter end
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