Chapter 60: Letter from Penello

The Weasley brothers were brought back to the house by their old mother's ears. From the screams from time to time in the house, I could tell that the two brothers were hardly beaten.

　　 Looking at the two older brothers who had always bullied himself and being educated by his mother, Ron was obviously very happy. He leaned on the stair railing and looked down, and laughed out loud from time to time.

　　 However, it turns out that there is a price to be paid for informing you and gloating.

　　 Early the next morning, the Weasley brothers, who had found out what had happened, dragged their little brother Ron out of the bed and took them out of the door. They called it exercise.

　　 Judging from Ron's desperate expression, Mike guessed that the one being exercised must be Ron.

　　 Franklin was also picked up by Mike. The kid played games until midnight last night, and he looked like he was falling asleep when he came outside with Mike.

　　 I tested Franklin's spell level last night. Although Franklin lost to George and Fred, Mike was also quite satisfied.

　　 After all, although the two brothers are a little bit mischievous, they are real geniuses.

　　 Mike could see that the notes he handed to Franklin did indeed learn very hard, and he did well, but it was not enough to help Mike.

　　 "Just wake me up! Next I'm going to teach you a spell." Mike patted Franklin on the head, "We don't have much time. If you can learn before school starts, I will take you to a good place."

　　 Franklin was slapped twice on his head by Mike, and he suddenly came to his senses. Hearing Mike's words, he asked curiously: "Where?

　　 "You can learn to speak first." Macbeth gave him a glance, "I'm going to teach you the phantom spell, have you heard of it?"

　　 "Isn't the Phantom Body Curse a Control Curse!" Franklin exclaimed when he heard the words, and felt something wrong. He turned his head and saw that there was no one around and then whispered, "Where did you get it."

　　 "Just leave it alone, just ask if you learn." Mike asked with a smile.

　　 Franklin nodded hurriedly, knowing that this is a curse of control. If you miss this time, you may not have the chance to learn it in your life.

"Well, you need to hide your breath as much as possible when you release the phantom spell. It's very hanging, but it's actually very simple. Just slow down your breathing and heartbeat. At the same time, the magic wand draws a Z in the air, understand ?"

　　 "Remember, this sounds like easy."

　　 "Everyone in the wizarding world knows that the spell of the Zhanming Curse is Avada Sol, why didn't I see the Zhanming Curse?" Mike glared at Franklin, "Try it first and show it to me."

　　 Franklin was speechless by Mike, so he shrank his neck and started to release the Illusion Curse according to Mike's statement.

　　 "Hidden!"

　　 It took more than half an hour to adjust his breath, Franklin roared out the enchantment, and at the same time he waved his wand fiercely, causing a whistling sound.

　　 However, nothing happened.

"Snapped!"

　　 Mike slapped Franklin on the head.

　　 "What do you think you are chanting an explosion spell? Why are you shouting so loudly? Ah? Brother, you are casting a phantom spell, a phantom spell for invisibility!"

　　 Mike looked at his flushed palm and sighed deeply, took out a book and threw it to Franklin.

　　 "Forget it, these are the notes of the phantom spell, you can practice slowly, and I will test you tomorrow."

　　 After that, he walked in the direction of the Burrow, leaving Franklin alone and rubbing his head aggrievedly.

　　 After returning to the Burrow, he happily drank a glass of iced plum juice that Mrs. Weasley handed over, and Mike's anger slowly dissipated.

　　 Franklin, this kid is simply a weird thing. Sometimes he is so smart that he can understand what he means with his own eyes, and sometimes he is so stupid that he just wants to kill him with a hammer.

　　 "咚! 咚! 咚!"

　　 Just as Mike put the cup on the table, he heard the sound of tapping the glass. Just look up and you are happy. Isn't this our Owl Warrior?

　　 hurriedly stepped forward to open the window and put it in. The little guy obviously remembered Mike. He rubbed his head against Mike's hand, raised his leg and showed him the two letters tied to his leg.

　　 Mike took the letter and read it.

　　 The sender of the first letter is not surprisingly Professor Flitwick. There is no special message in the letter, but I just wish Mike a good time. The sender of the second letter surprised Mike, who turned out to be Penello. It seemed that Penello had sent the letter to Professor Flivi's house, and could only be brought by Errol.

　　 In the letter, Penello enthusiastically invited Mike to go to Diagon Alley on the weekend of the week before school started, saying that he would like to thank Mike.

　　 Mike saw the word thanks and understood that Penello must have received the prefect badge from Hogwarts.

　　 This little girl must have thought that she greeted Professor Flitwick, but in fact, Mike hadn't mentioned this to Professor Flitwick at all. Penello was able to become a superior by her own efforts.

　　 Nodded in satisfaction, Mike carefully put the letter into the non-marking stretch curse bag. If this letter were seen by the Weasley brothers, it is estimated that everyone at Hogwarts after school will know that Penello invited Mike to a date in Diagon Alley I have to say , This world is really amazing, Mike just thought of the Weasley brothers, and the two came back with Ron.

　　 "Yo! Isn't this Errol?"

　　 "It just so happened. We sent Harry almost ten letters and he didn't reply to us. Let Errol run again."

　　 The two put Ron, who was frustrated and unable to stand still, on the chairs and said with a smile.

"Do you want Errol to die? I didn't see it before flying back? If you want to send a letter, you can go to the Owl House in Diagon Alley to rent an owl!" Mrs. Weasley refused, as the two brothers Each hit his forehead, "And Ron, what's wrong with you?"

　　 "Uh, it's okay, he just over-exercises a little collapse." The Weasley brothers explained with a stiff expression. While explaining, they looked at Ron collapsing on the chair with "kind" eyes.

　　 "Yes...yes, I'm just a little collapsed." Poor Ron could only give in under the pressure of two unscrupulous brothers.

"Okay, mom, we're going to post the letter." The Weasley brothers looked like they had recovered their hippie smiles after seeing the fool. "If Harry doesn't reply this time, we can only go and see it in person. What's wrong. Mike, are you going to go with you?"

　　 "What do you mean? Send the letter or find Harry?"

　　 "Um, both are."

　　 "Send the letter to me, let's just find Harry, there's still something on my side. I advise you not to be too anxious. Harry has the protection curse left by his mother on him, so it will definitely not be dangerous."