The Burrow, the Weasley family.
"Ron, get up already. Headmaster Dumbledore is coming to visit our home today. You'll be starting school soon, so you can't keep being this lazy."
"Come on, come on, get up! Clean up, wash yourselves properly, wipe that gunk from the corners of your eyes. You need to appear before Headmaster Dumbledore looking your best."
Early that morning, Molly's voice as a mother rang through the entire house. Fred and George had barely woken up when they were shoved into the bathroom.
"Hey, Mum seems like she's been worked up over something. We see Headmaster Dumbledore every term. When have we ever been this excited?"
"But our little Ron doesn't. Mum's only like this because of him. It really breaks our hearts, doesn't it?"
Flender and George chimed in together, waggling their eyebrows at Ron, who had also been shoved inside.
Ron was instantly overwhelmed by the pressure. Although he knew the legendary Dumbledore definitely was not coming here because of him, but... what if?
What if his performance failed to satisfy Headmaster Dumbledore, and he was not approved for admission?
Seeing Ron grow uneasy, his two older brothers immediately let out wicked chuckles. Yes, this was exactly what they wanted to see.
Little Ron, the family's source of laughter. Without him, the house would have been far less entertaining.
"Wash up, now!"
"Yes, Mum."
At Molly's shout, the two brothers hurriedly gave up their antics and quickly tidied themselves.
Ron pursed his lips and tried to keep as much distance as possible from his two brothers.
When the three brothers came out, just as they were about to say something, their vision suddenly blurred. They all squinted at the astonishing sight before them.
It was Percy, striving to stand tall, his clothes smoothed until