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"It looked as though it had once been a large stone pig-sty, but extra rooms had been added here and there until it was several storeys high and so crooked it looked as though it was held by magic (which, Harry reminded himself, it probably was). Four or five chimneys were perched on top of the red roof. A lop-sided sign stuck in the ground near the entrance read The Burrow. Round the front door lay a jumble of wellington boots and a very rusty cauldron. Several fat brown chickens were pecking their way around the yard.

'It's not much,' said Ron.

'Ir's brilliant,' said Harry happily, thinking of Privet Drive.

That was the coolest way to get to the Burrow! But the actual Burrow is mind blowing! Wonder how it feels to grow up here, surrounded by self-cleaning dishes, invisible knitters, magical clocks and so many other things that don't even make sense to you yet! You are all a bit tired after the trip, you really only have time to pick one activity. What do you do?