The three of them went downstairs and into the yard, where a few plump, brown chickens were pecking at the ground.
The Weasley family's yard was enormous. If you counted all the surrounding land, it was overgrown with weeds, the flowerbeds were completely untended, and there was a large green pond nearby teeming with frogs.
Fred walked over to a flowerbed, bent down, thrust his hands into the brush, and pulled out a gnome a moment later.
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