Silan took the square package that Molly handed him.
He opened it and saw that inside was a gold watch.
Strangely, the dial has no hands; instead, it is divided into twelve sections along the edge, with a few stars moving around in the center.
This is the exact opposite of watches in the Muggle world.
Muggle watches use numbers to represent time and hands to move.
The wizard's watch uses hands to represent time and stars to indicate movement.
"It's a tradition to give a wizard a watch when he comes of age." Molly's eyes seemed to be welling up with tears as she forced a smile. "But this isn't a coming-of-age gift; in fact, it should be considered your father's inheritance."
Molly then pulled a key from her pocket. "Calling it an inheritance is perhaps a more accurate description of it as a keepsake."
She handed the key to Silan.
"These are the keys to the Prewett family's vault in Gringotts; they should be inherited by you."
At this point, Molly gave a wry smile, "Actually, there's not much to inherit. To fight Voldemort, the Prewett family used almost all of their wealth as operating funds for the Order of the Order of the Phoenix, and their treasury is practically empty."
Molly's voice trembled, and she couldn't continue.
A gold watch with an uneven surface, and a key that can only open an empty vault.
To say it's an inheritance for this child is utterly shameless.
Molly was filled with shame, and her tear-filled eyes dared not look at Silan.
If anyone else were standing in front of Molly now, even the highly respected Dumbledore or the powerful Minister for Magic, she would dare to speak frankly to them.
Family fortune gone, offspring sacrificed, bloodline extinguished...
The Prewett family owes the Wizarding World and Hogwarts nothing.
No matter who she's facing, Molly dares to say, "The Prewett family is full of loyal martyrs."
But when facing Silan, she couldn't bring herself to say these words about family glory and heroic ancestors.
These heroic deeds and great sacrifices may be of immense significance to the Wizarding World, but what significance do they hold for this one child?
Those glories never shone upon him.
Instead, it caused him a lot of suffering.
Shouldn't he hate? Shouldn't he resent?
Silan put the watch, with its slightly bumpy back, on her wrist and clutched the key tightly in her palm.
"Don't worry, Aunt. Although I have no property to inherit, I can at least inherit my father's will," Silan said with a smile.
He'll take what he wants himself; he doesn't need anyone to give it to him.
Molly's lips twitched as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just stood up and hugged Silan tightly, murmuring repeatedly, "Good boy... good boy..."
A child who lost both parents at a young age and lived a life of hardship, not only did he not hate or resent, but he also possessed such a noble spirit!
He's simply an angel!
This caused a mix of guilt and relief in Molly's heart, turning into a violent storm that stirred her inner turmoil.
"Fabian, you have a good child." Molly patted Silan's head and thought to herself.
After Molly composed herself, Arthur Weasley volunteered to take Silan back.
"Darling, you can rest assured that I'll take care of it!"
"Even if I leave it to you, it won't be enough to worry me..." Molly rolled her eyes and glared at him. "You just want to drive your flying car, don't you?"
"Haha." Arthur Weasley immediately chuckled awkwardly, "How could that be?"
Molly didn't say anything, but simply crossed her arms and glanced at him sideways.
Arthur Weasley scratched his head. "Or you can deliver it? But you can't drive. I don't think Silan has learned Apparition yet, has he?"
These words were like a needle, piercing the puffed-up Molly, causing her to deflate instantly and become listless.
Arthur Weasley pressed his advantage, quickly pouring her a cup of tea and continuing, "Don't worry, darling. I promise I'll take him back safely. We can't just let the poor child go back by himself, can we?"
"You promise you won't fly?"
"Of course, I promise!"
"Not a single inch of flight? Not even an inch?"
Arthur Weasley nodded earnestly. "I promise! I promise my car tires will never lift more than an inch off the ground."
"Alright." Molly sighed deeply, downed the tea in her cup, and turned to look at Silan.
"Good boy, you have to keep an eye on him for me." Molly glared at Arthur Weasley angrily. "He dared to deliberately leave a loophole in the law just so he could tinker with Muggle stuff in his shed."
"Oh, you have no idea how worried I am about this. If he brings people to search my house, all I have to do is handcuff myself."
Perhaps it was Arthur Weasley's age and position that led people to mistakenly believe he was a well-behaved and mature wizard.
But don't forget, he not only has the surname Weasley, but he's also the father of George and Fred.
The phrase "following the rules and regulations" doesn't actually apply to him at all.
Arthur Weasley spread his hands innocently towards Silan, looking pitiful.
Silan nodded to Molly.
"Don't worry, Aunt."
"It's so good to have you here."
Molly looked incredibly grateful. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought she was asking Silan to take care of the child.
Arthur Weasley drove the car out of the shed, and George and Fred helped Silan put his luggage in the car, smiling and saying goodbye to him through the car window.
"See you at school, Silan. We're heading back in two days. We might even make it to Hogwarts' Christmas dinner!"
"If you get too bored during the holidays, you can return to school early; there's a train to Hogwarts every week."
George and Fred each clung to one side of the car window, quickly finished their farewells, and waved to him.
"Beep beep~" Arthur Weasley honked the horn, signaling them to move away from the car. "We're about to leave!"
Drive slowly.
Molly followed the car a few steps, saying, "And also, don't let the car fly!"
"Don't worry, darling!"
Molly only slowly looked away after she saw that the car hadn't flown away and had completely disappeared from her sight.
Turning back to the Burrow, looking at the three children inside, Molly suddenly seemed to remember something.
"Fred and George, where's your brother Ron? Hasn't he come back?"
Two or three days after they returned home, Molly finally remembered that Ron had said he was coming back.
Where are they?
George and Fred exchanged a glance, then chuckled and said in unison, "Ron forgot himself at school."
Molly nodded.
She glanced back at the direction the car had disappeared in, thinking that she also needed to learn to drive so she could take Silan there in the future.
Arthur Weasley was very excited as the car gradually drove away from the Burrow.
He volunteered to drive Silan, not only because Molly couldn't drive, but also because he really wanted to talk to Silan about Muggle.
Arthur Weasley is a complete Muggle fan.
He coughed twice, mentally preparing his opening remarks.