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The BurrowVillage of Ottery St Catchpole- Devon, England( July, 1995

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The Burrow
Village of Ottery St Catchpole
- Devon, England
( July, 1995. )

                 𝑻he Burrow was buzzing with weekend energy

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                 𝑻he Burrow was buzzing with weekend energy. Arthur had spent the morning rummaging through his stash of Muggle treasures in the shed, grinning like a schoolboy who'd discovered gold. By the time lunch rolled around, he'd burst into the kitchen, clutching a battered box labeled 'Clue' in bold, slightly faded letters.

"Muggle game time!" Arthur declared with childlike enthusiasm, holding the box aloft like it was the Philosopher's Stone.

Fred leaned over to George, muttering, "Muggle game time. Code for Dad testing out another one of his 'Muggle treasures.'"

George grinned. "I bet it'll explode halfway through."

"I heard that!" Arthur called, already pulling chairs around the kitchen table. "This, my children, is a brilliant Muggle invention. A board game. No magic required."

The group, consisting of Olympia, Cassie, Fred, George, Percy, and Atlas, exchanged dubious looks. Atlas had come home for the weekend, and Percy, uncharacteristically, had agreed to spend the day with the family instead of hiding in his room with work. Tension hung in the air between the two, lingering like a storm cloud that no one dared acknowledge.

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