Howler for Fred and George

Howler from Molly Weasley: 

Fred and George Weasley, we just got an owl telling us you bewitched and switched the people in all the Hogwarts portraits. The place is in total chaos! Sir Cadogan is completely put out. He is willing to fill in for the Fat Lady, but says he is no common foot soldier, thank you, he needs his pony. Besides, nobody gave him Gryffindor's current password, so he refuses to admit anyone at all, including Professor McGonagall, who is standing outside in the cold and is perfectly furious. Meanwhile, the poor Fat Lady is mortified. Sir Cadogan's pony refuses to let her mount. She can't get back to Gryffindor because she can't walk that far. The owls here are starting to clog up the place. Some of the portraits are so lost they don't even know how to tell us where they are! You two have had it. You'd better PUT THEM RIGHT and fast. Then get to your dorm and wait for McGonagall. Pray she is in a better mood when she gets there. Just wait till your father gets hold of you! You're lucky if we don't ground you for the next ten years! 

Mom

Percy Weasley's Wand

Percy's wand was used, as the Weasleys were poor. This constant having to settle for the lesser things in life and make do with hand-me-downs and cast-offs ate at Percy's craw. Was it so bad to aspire to the better things in life?

The used wand was plain and conservative, in appearance, but not inelegant. It was of a straight, narrow, and squarish design, charcoal colored, and highly inflexible. It had a mature, grownup look. He liked that. He had once seen a man in the Ministry—a very important man—carrying one much like it. He liked to think that his wand had once belonged to a V.I.P.—perhaps a Ministry head.

Percy's wand was exactly twelve inches long, which pleased him. He liked things that fit a conventional pattern. Exact. One foot. Period. As a matter of fact, it was the very wand he would have chosen for himself had the wand not chosen him. He only resented it because it was used. And he kind of wished the core was dragon heartstring--not cheap old kelpie hair. Percy felt that shape-shifters were somehow suspect. He felt a little uncomfortable, knowing his wand had such a thing at its core.

He had some trouble learning to use it. Ollivander had warned him that hawthorn wasn't easy to master. But Percy, like his brothers, was smart and capable. He eventually became much better, and the hawthorn wand became truly his. 

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Arthur Weasley's Muggle Treasures

Arthur's Muggle Treasures

Phone Call from Arthur Weasley

Hey, I just bought these two great muggle ecktrick boxes, I just love them. They're absolutely fascinating! Well, let's see, I can't remember—it was all hush-hush, you know, black-market stuff. Beezer, you know, he never wants to hang around in one place for long—afraid he'll be caught, he made me promise... He told me what they are, I forget... 

Let's see, this first one... It's a small box or chest with a little window in front, it has a door on it. There's a cord to plug in, it works by ecktricity. I plugged it into my Gen-O-Rator, but it didn't do anything at first. It kind of looks like that muggle freezer we saw that time, but smaller. I put some ice in, but it melted. I pressed a number (it has these numbers) and the light came on, and the ice melted even FASTER. So then I decided it was an inbukator for chickens, you know, like that one we saw at the muggle fair? With a window where you can see the baby chicks when they hatch. So I put an egg in there and pressed "20" (for 20 days), but it exploded, absolutely exploded—the egg, not the chest—it stinks to high heaven! I can't imagine—oh, wait! I remember, it's a MIRO-cave, that's what Beezer said, a mirocave. He didn't know what it's for. I think I could get it to work if I JUST knew what it was FOR! Do you have any idea...? 

And then he sold me this other box, it's silver and black, it's metal. It plugs in, so it's eckectrick all right, but nothing happens. Well, just a little red light comes on, not enough to see by—can't think what that's for. It has all kind of buttons on the front and little holes in the back. I think it might need extra cords. It's about the size of a lunch tray, and as deep as a coffee cup, about three, four inches high, solid. It plugs in, but it won't open. It doesn't have a door or lid of any kind. It has these covered slots, one has a hole about the size of a small book. The other one just won't open at all. It would just about hold a thin slice of bread, but if it is a drawer or mail slot, it must have a trick to it, I just can't budge it. It clicks and whirs when I mash one button, I think it's trying to open. Most of the printing has worn off. I can read "Magna..." and "..rogressive" and "Ope ...ect." Yes, "ect"—well, I don't know what that actually said, the lettering has worn off. Wait a minute, I wrote down—I can't find—note here somewhere... Wait, it's a CVR, that's what Beezer said, I remember! A CVR. Pretty sure that's it.

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