Transfer

When Allen and Penelope's car reached the area near The Burrow, Allen guided it slowly downward. Noticing the contemptuous look Penelope showed as she gazed at The Burrow, he coughed to draw the witch's attention and said, "Don't let them see you making that face later. Their family has seven—no, there are still children to raise. We're only staying for an afternoon, so rein it in."

"I know. But these redheads are earning quite a bit now, and they still won't renovate the place." Penelope pursed her lips to show she agreed, then could not resist adding one more comment.

Molly, who was cooking inside The Burrow, noticed the car outside the window. She hurriedly shook off both hands, wiped them on the apron around her waist, then quickly untied it. The apron, familiar with the route, flew to its usual place hanging behind the door. Thump, thump, thump—footsteps sounded as Mrs. Weasley hurried down the stairs, shouting as she went, "Allen's here... Ron, get your chessmen off the chair; Ginny, go call George and Fred. I saw Allen's car."

"That's the car I modified." Mr. Arthur Weasley heard his wife and sprang up from the sofa at once, dashing outside just in time to see the car slowly descending from the air. He said excitedly to Harry, who had run out beside him, "Compared with the one I modified on my own before, this is much steadier."

Percy hurried out too, straightening the tie around his neck. Judging by his appearance, it was as if he were preparing to be received by the Minister; he was dressed very formally.

Having accepted the invitation of Ginny, who could be counted as her only friend in Gryffindor House, Hermione—who had arrived one step earlier that morning by Apparition—and Tonks, looking haggard