Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 251: Since ancient times, red and blue have produced cp

"Birthday present?"

"Yes." Wright nodded naturally, "Two dolls, one for each."

In fact, apart from the Weasley family, few people know that Fred and George, a pair of naughty and mischievous twins, were born on April 1, 1978. , Which is widely recognized as April Fool's Day.

After all, since entering Hogwarts, the Weasley twins are well-deserved kings of mischief at any time. Although they are only in the fourth grade (the fifth grade after school starts), even the Peppies, who have lived in the castle for nearly a thousand years, have secretly admitted their talent for mischief. But it is precisely because of the fringe and joking character of Fred and George that few people pay attention to their birthdays. In the words of one of their good friends, Li Jordan, "Every day spent with George and Fred is an extremely happy holiday. Anyone with Gryffin can do it, but they are absolutely indispensable." .

Wright once browsed this information in an accidental situation and remembered this day firmly. After all, compared with July 31, when Harry was born, and Hermione’s September 19, April 1 is easier to remember and easier to remember.

It's just that he had been busy preparing for Animagus in April, and he didn't have time to give the gift. George wordlessly took a dark blue doll on the table, and Fred took another fuchsia.

Compared with the flying props, deformed hats, fluorescent lights and other products that Wright brought out before, the shape of this pair of "prank-loving twin demons" is more in line with the product positioning of Weasley’s Witchcraft and Wizardry. It's a prank product.

The slippery, autumnal and extremely hideous appearance looks like a little evil spirit crawling out of hell, with short tentacles, dim eyes, sharp fangs, and a pair of membrane wings the size of bat wings. And a thin and pointed tail. At this time, the red and blue twin demons in Fred and George's hands exuded a strong scent of teasing from beginning to end.

"George, this seems to be the first time someone has given us birthday gifts besides family members." Fred pinched the purple devil's wings, clearly questionable words, but he said it was calm. Bluntly.

"If I remember correctly, it seems so." George pulled the dark blue demon's arm with a complicated look. "I want to be a little touched."

"Me too."

"..."

"Stop it!" Wright said dryly. How did this scene become more and more hypocritical? Isn't it the Weasley twins who are sitting in front of him at this time, but the more sentimental Weasley sisters?

"You speak normal, I am afraid!"

"Puff!" Fred couldn't help laughing. George who was sitting next to him also laughed and covered his stomach.

"I'll just say, I'll just say Wright can't bear such a scene!" George wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, with a happy smile still remaining on his face, "As long as we perform such a sitcom, He will stop immediately."

"You won! George!" Fred patted George on the shoulder vigorously, "That gallon is yours! Seeing this picture, even a gallon is worth the fare!"

"I think so too, haha!" George said with a laugh.

Wright touched his wrist stiffly, and the rotting wooden wand began to undulate with the master's mind, as if it would turn into a straight wand and appear in his hand in the next second.

Looking at the twins who are still overwhelmed with joy, Wright is not sure if it is a good idea to leave them alone at this time, or to drive them out of their home now.

"Wright! Don't do this!" Frederick raised his hands in excitement, and almost didn't throw the purple devil out of his hands. "This is just a joke! Don't be too excited!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely!" George also held up his two hands and looked at Wright with a sincere expression, "I pledge Fred's personality!"

Wright hadn’t spoken first, but Fred had a temper: "Why is my personality used as a guarantee instead of your own personality?"

"I don't know why I said that." George shrugged. "But I think it's natural. Is there something wrong?"

"It doesn't seem to be there." Fred squeezed his chin and made a serious thinking gesture.

"That's not it!"

"Although I didn't find anything wrong, I just felt something was wrong." Fred jokingly pointed the purple demon in George's face, "Little red devil, help me teach this man Come on!"

Wright's pupils shrank, but before he could stop him, the Crimson Devil suddenly widened his eyes, and a fierce and fierce flame burst out of his mouth!

George, who was close at hand, couldn't react at all. When he saw the tongue of fire approaching, he had only time to swing his head to the right.

Fortunately, Fred had also noticed this sudden situation, and he slid the purple demon in his hand to the right.

The flames swept across George's head dangerously, and hit the wall behind him with a bang. The original white and clean wall immediately became black.

"Huh!" George, who had survived the catastrophe, let out a long sigh of relief, when he found that his back was completely wet with cold sweat.

The little purple devil stopped spraying flames outwards, and hiccuped with plenty of energy, and then closed his mouth.

Fred wanted to apologize to George immediately, but seeing George's look at this time, he couldn't help laughing again.

Just as George was puzzled, he suddenly smelled a kind of burnt hair.

An extremely ominous premonition surged into his heart, and George tremblingly raised his left hand and touched his left head~IndoMTL.com~The stubble touch told him that his original beautiful hair was probably burned. half.

Wright suppressed his smile and kindly passed a mirror.

"NOOOOOO!!" Looking at the half-bald head in the mirror, George wailed loudly.

"Don't do this, George, mother will heal it, just a bottle of hair growth potion." Fred patted George on the shoulder pretendingly, "No, you just lost one side of the hair, maybe Half a bottle is enough."

"Little blue devil! Get my revenge!" George directly lifted the dark blue devil and pointed it at Fred's head.

The icy frost sprayed from the dark blue little devil's mouth and directly froze the hair on the right half of Fred.

"Fire can scorch hair, but when have you ever seen ice can also freeze hair?" Fred shivered from the cold, shaking his head with a smile, and the thick icicles His head was thrown out, and he fell to the ground with a crisp tinkling sound.

"Really?" George sneered, "You can tell by touching it."

"Even if I touch it ten thousand times, it won't change the result." Fred directly squeezed a handful of icicles from his right head, "If you don't believe me, look at it!"

Fred smiled and looked in his hand, but saw a red hair wrapped in each crystal clear icicle.

The twins who had little hair on one side looked at each other miserably, and the next moment, the same enemy looked at the culprit sitting on the other side in an annoying way. With a crackle, Wright's figure left directly from the place, leaving only a word in the air.

"The Gemini Devil's functions are more than that, please explore it slowly! Also, please clean up the sanitary condition of my house before leaving, or I will go to your house to complain to your mother!"