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                                  <Chapter 4 bewitched car>

After some time, Ron woke up in his room lying
on his hard cracked mattress drowsy and groggy. He tried to stand up but then
he’s head ached he rubbed the spot remembering the door banging open hitting
square on his head. He slowly walked down the creaking stairs and by the look
of it he noticed it was noon. There was lot of rustling, crunching, screaming,
and thudding outside the door. Clearly, there was de-gnoming going on there. As
he past the kitchen there was a shout in the mantlepiece.

 ``Hey,
you, sneaky. Comb your hair and straight your collar. If you don’t owls will
lay eggs in your dirty head. Plus, there is drool marks on your left chin, so
you’d better wipe it off. No, not the right you silly. My left is your right
guppy.”

 At
this, Mrs. Weasley looked up from the table and hurried over.

 ``oh,
Ron, are you okay? She asked as she scrubbed the mark with water.

 ``M,
mum put that away. And I am okay.”

 ``Here,
it some of this,” she said as pointed over to the table to jester at the
scrambled eggs. He obediently sat down and started eating. He was hungry after
all. As he ate Mrs. Weasley kept talking.

 ``You
can use Bill’s old robes, even though it’s slight short, you’ll manage. And Charlie’s
old wand, and your books. Yes, the standard book of spells grade one checked,
history of magic checked, magical theory checked, a beginners’ guide to
transfiguration checked, one thousand magical herbs and fungi checked, magical
draughts and potions checked, fantastic beasts and where to find them checked
and the dark forces and guide to self-protection checked. We have no fantastic
beasts and where to find them left so we had to buy it again. use it carefully
Ronald, ginny have to use it next year you know. (I know) Oh, I forgot. You
know what?” she said but then, Percy, walking down the stairs said triumphantly.

 ``I
have been made a prefect.” Ron spluttered.

 ``What?
A you a prefect?”

 ``Yes,
Ron, Percy was made a prefect. Isn’t that wonderful? First Bill as head boy,
then Charlie as quidditch captain, then now, Percy’s a prefect. Oh, how
wonderful. She said breathlessly.

 ``And
I’ve got a new owl.”

 ``what?” Ron coughed.

 ``
Yes, his name is Hermy. I’ll show you.” Said Percy with a completely
show-offing voice. After a minute or so, Percy walked the staircase holding a
beautiful and both handsome looking owl. Its wing was wide and soft. His eyesight
was sharp and most of all he looked young and powerful.

Ron protested. ``Mum, why does Percy get a new owl.”

 Then
suddenly, there was voice from the backyard. ``Yeah, why does he get anything
at all?” rang out Fred’s voice.”

 ``Yeah, being a prefect is nothing to be proud
of. Imagine if I was selected as a prefect, I’ll retire right away wouldn’t you
Fred?”

 ``I’ll
do just the same for sure.”

 Mrs.
Weasley shouted. ``prefect is something to be proud of and I think you two will
never be able to be a prefect (cheers, George). So don’t bother Percy and get
back to work. I’ll inspect the garden and if there’s a one little gnome left,
no dinner for you two.

Either they were concentrated at whirling them in 360° degrees or either they didn’t want to miss the dinner there was moment
of silence spread out in the Burrow. Then suddenly, there was a loud bang! And
the sound of clanking was followed behind.

Mrs. Weasley shouted in rage. ``What on earth are you doing Arthur?”

``Juk, just examining the parts dear.” Mr. Weasley replied with a
slight cough.

At this, Mrs. Weasley turned her attention back to the talk. Surely,
it was a common thing to hear a loud banging in the burrow.

``Now, where were we? Ah, yes, we were talking about Percy being a prefect
and getting a new owl. He got pair of new robes too. Ron stared at Percy, dumbstruck.
B, but isn’t it expensive?”

Lines on Mrs. Weasley’s face deepened. ``Well, they were but, he is made
a prefect so, oh, well, get back to eating Ronald.

Ron ate quickly and went upstairs to play wizard chess with Percy
(he won against him easily) and went downstairs to eat dinner. Fred and George
were there, so Ron assumed that there were no gnomes left in the garden.
Looking outside he saw a car sitting beside the shed and remembered the bang
and asked Mrs. Weasley about it.

Mr. Weasley faltered before answering. ``Erm,” he glanced at the
seat where Mrs. Weasley was sitting and said ``Maybe latter Ron.” Quietly then
continued eating as if nothing has happened and      kept avoided specious looks from Ron.

``So, what are we riding to the station mum?” asked Ginny with a
exited voice.

 ``Well, Ginny, we’ll be riding
your dad’s car, unless” Mrs. Weasley shot Mr. Weasley a piercing dirty look. ``Unless
your dad had bewitched the car, did you Arthur?” Mrs. Weasley asked with a
suspicious tone.

 Mr. Weasley’s face went very
pale. ``W, wha, why would a do that my dear.” Said Mr. Weasley. ``I would never
do that. I swear that I won’t bewitch it.”

Mrs. Weasley still looked doubtful, but she stopped staring at her
husband. After few minutes, dinner was over and was seven in the evening. Fred
and George went to the upstairs first with Percy. After usual bickering, Percy locked
himself in his room and Fred and George locked themselves too. Ron went up and
gave his rat, Scabbers a little hug and food then started flicking his book. Most
of them are boring so he tossed them around, but Mrs. Weasley chose that precise
moment to shout pack up so with lots of grumbling, he started to pack up. When he
walked outside, Mr. Weasley shouted `Loco moto, trunk,’ and the trunks shot up into
the air and landed softly on the floor.

``Now sleep tight boys, you have a busy day tomorrow.” Ron slowly dragged
his feet to his bed and fell into sleep almost instantly. He dreamed a great castle
with grand doors and tables. he dreamed of what fantastic spells he will learn.
Yes, Ron Weasley certainly had a long, big day tomorrow.