Harry Potter (5)
Harry picked up the cutting, smoothed it out and read. Ministry of magic employee scoops grand prize.Arthur Weasley, Head of the misuse of Muggle artifacts office at the Ministry of Magic, has won the annual daily prophet grand prize Gallen draw.
A delighted Mr Weasley told daily prophet, ' We will be spending the gold on a summer holiday in Egypt, where our eldest son, Bill, works a curse breaker for Gringotts Wizarding Bank.'
The Weasley family will be spending a month in Egypt, returning for the start of the new school year at Hogwarts, which five of Weasley children currently attend. Harry scanned the moving photograph, and grin spread across his face as he saw all nine of the Weasley waving furiously at him, standing in front of a large pyramid.
Plump little Mrs weasley, tall balding Mr Weasley , six sons and one daughter, all ( though the black and white picture didn't show it) with flaming red hair. Right in the middle of the picture was Ron , tall and gangling , with his pet rat scabber on his shoulder and his arm around his little sister , Ginny.
Harry couldn't think of anyone who deserved to win the large pile of gold more than Weasley who were very nice and extremely poor.
He picked up Ron's letter and unfolded it. Dear Harry, Happy birthday! Look, I‘m really sorry about that telephone call. I hope the Muggles didn't give you a hard time. I asked dad and he recognized I shouldn't have shouted. It's brilliant here in Egypt.
Bill's taken us round all the tomb and you wouldn't believe the curses those old Egyptian wizards put
on them. Mum wouldn't let Ginny come in the last one. There were all these mutant skeletons in there, of Muggles had broke in and grown extra heads and stuff.
I couldn't believe it when Dad won the daily prophet draw. Seven hundred galleons! Most of it's gone on this holiday, but they are going to buy me a new wand for next year. Harry remembered only too well the occasion when Ron's old wand had snapped. It had happened when the car the two of them had been flying to Hogwarts had crashed into a tree in the school grounds. We'll be back about a week before term starts and we will be going up to London to get my wand and our new books.
Any chance of meeting you there?
Don't let the Muggles get you down! Try and come to London, Ron.
PS: Percy's Head boy, he got the letter last week . Harry glanced back at the photograph.
Percy who was in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts, was looking particularly smug.
He had pinned his head boy badge to the fez perched jauntily on top of his neat hair, his horn- rimmed glasses flashing in the Egyptian sun.
A delighted Mr Weasley told daily prophet, ' We will be spending the gold on a summer holiday in Egypt, where our eldest son, Bill, works a curse breaker for Gringotts Wizarding Bank.'
The Weasley family will be spending a month in Egypt, returning for the start of the new school year at Hogwarts, which five of Weasley children currently attend. Harry scanned the moving photograph, and grin spread across his face as he saw all nine of the Weasley waving furiously at him, standing in front of a large pyramid.
Plump little Mrs weasley, tall balding Mr Weasley , six sons and one daughter, all ( though the black and white picture didn't show it) with flaming red hair. Right in the middle of the picture was Ron , tall and gangling , with his pet rat scabber on his shoulder and his arm around his little sister , Ginny.
Harry couldn't think of anyone who deserved to win the large pile of gold more than Weasley who were very nice and extremely poor.
He picked up Ron's letter and unfolded it. Dear Harry, Happy birthday! Look, I‘m really sorry about that telephone call. I hope the Muggles didn't give you a hard time. I asked dad and he recognized I shouldn't have shouted. It's brilliant here in Egypt.
Bill's taken us round all the tomb and you wouldn't believe the curses those old Egyptian wizards put
on them. Mum wouldn't let Ginny come in the last one. There were all these mutant skeletons in there, of Muggles had broke in and grown extra heads and stuff.
I couldn't believe it when Dad won the daily prophet draw. Seven hundred galleons! Most of it's gone on this holiday, but they are going to buy me a new wand for next year. Harry remembered only too well the occasion when Ron's old wand had snapped. It had happened when the car the two of them had been flying to Hogwarts had crashed into a tree in the school grounds. We'll be back about a week before term starts and we will be going up to London to get my wand and our new books.
Any chance of meeting you there?
Don't let the Muggles get you down! Try and come to London, Ron.
PS: Percy's Head boy, he got the letter last week . Harry glanced back at the photograph.
Percy who was in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts, was looking particularly smug.
He had pinned his head boy badge to the fez perched jauntily on top of his neat hair, his horn- rimmed glasses flashing in the Egyptian sun.
