And the Goblet of Fire
“Mr. Weasley, it’s Harry…the fireplace has been blocked up. You won’t be able to get through there.”
“Damn!” said Mr. Weasley’s voice. “What on earth did they want to block up the fireplace for?”
“They’ve got an electric fire,” Harry explained.
“Really?” said Mr. Weasley’s voice excitedly. “Eclectic, you say? With a plug? Gracious, I must see that…Let’s think…ouch, Ron!”
“What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?”
“Oh no, Ron,” came Fred’s voice, very sarcastically. “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up.”
“Yeah, we’re having the time of our lives here,” said George, whose voice sounded muffled as though he was squashed against the wall.
“Boys, boys…” said Mr. Weasley vaguely. “I’m trying to think what to do…Yes…only way…Stand back, Harry.”
