Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 244: Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes
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Everyone intends to avoid Ron being controlled by Pettigrew Peter, and the focus quickly shifts to Sirius. the entire Weasley family is very interested in the truth of his more than half a year's escape career and the events of 13 years ago.
Fred and George has been asking questions, and the light of worship flashes in his eyes.
About some details not mentioned in the newspaper, Sirius simply said a few words, everyone listened very seriously, and Percy even took a pen to record it.
It ’s been more than half an hour to talk like this before the topic shifts to other places.
With Sirius's optimistic and cheerful personality, the entire Weasley family soon became familiar with him.
The atmosphere in the ward is becoming more and more relaxed, and cheerful laughter sounds from time to time, which is in stark contrast with the bleakness of the sadness of other wards around.
The three of Lupin, Sirius, and Mrs. Weasley sat together to continue to recall the past, while the rest sat around the Ron's bed and exchanged Christmas gifts and the news of these days.
Ron took the owl and released it from the cage. He was negotiating with Harry to give the little guy a name, and Ginny was listening beside him.
On the small sofa in front of the bed, Percy and Hermione whispered about the holiday assignments arranged by the professors before Christmas, as well as future jobs and career arrangements.
After half a year, Percy will graduate from Hogwarts.
He has already planned, and will work in the Ministry of Magic. His grades in the advanced wizard(s) test are very good, and he can choose various departments at will. He is now hesitating whether to go to Department of Magical Law Enforcement or Department of International Magical Cooperation.
In the corner, Fred and George showed Ivan two of their newly developed joke products in the past few days, and Ivan told them about the store by the way.
The Fred and George is so happy that I want to visit the store immediately.
Since they are planning to openly sell to the outside world, they decided to increase the output of joke products. Due to funding constraints, most of the R & D products are now made only a few.
"Speed Skiving Snackbox, Trick Wand, remote control dungbomb(s), these products were very good response at the time, in short supply, we can start from these things, a little bit to increase sales." Fred took out a small notebook from his arms, densely packed All are various products and test data.
"Trick Wand is no problem!" Ivan glanced back carefully at Hermione, lowering his voice and said, "Speed Skiving Snackbox and remote control dungbomb(s) are better to be careful. Hermione especially hates these things, she thinks it is too unhygienic."
"The same is true of my mother. She confiscated almost all of our products!" Fred said angrily. "She found our order form while cleaning the room. She had a big quarrel with us. The order form is burnt out. "
"We have suffered heavy losses, and she has not allowed us to carry out research in this area in the future." George followed, "She thinks this is not doing business right, she asks us to devote more energy to school. See how she looks like , I must hope that we will work with the Ministry of Magic like Dad and Percy, which is awful! "
It seems to sense that the three of them are secretly discussing something. Mrs. Weasley suddenly came over and Fred hurriedly took the notebook into his arms.
"What are you doing, is it related to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes again?" Mrs. Weasley asked seriously.
"No, we are exchanging holiday homework with Ivan." Fred said hastily and waved.
"Ivan, didn't you say you were a little thirsty just now, let's go and drink something, and by the way, buy some drinks for everyone to come back!" George pushed Ivan.
Under the suspicion of Mrs. Weasley, the three of them hurried out of the ward.
"Mrs. Weasley, this is ..." Ivan is still a little unclear.
"You know, we have kept secrets about the study of joke products, and we haven't even told Percy, Ron, and Ginny." Fred explained, "In fact, the three of us knew before my mother discovered it. This matter. "
"Everyone knows now, my mother has been angry." George sighed and said in frustration, "Ivan, you better be careful recently, my mother has been investigating our funding sources, she began to doubt you ! "
"The response of Mrs. Weasley may be a bit overwhelming. This thing is not as bad as she thought." Ivan said, "It seems to me that opening a joke shop is no worse than working at the Ministry of Magic."
"We think so too. In fact, we just want to open a joke shop." Fred and George said in unison.
"Maybe we can talk to her ..."
"It's better not to!" Fred said, "She won't say anything to you, but if you know that we have taken so much money from you for research, it will definitely explode."
"Yes, my mother will kill both of us, without hesitation!" George made a gesture on his neck.
Ivan listened to Fred and George's complaining and did not know what to do.
No matter how you look at it, Mrs. Weasley will not agree that they will open a magic joke shop unless they can succeed first.
The three of them walked to the tea room on the sixth floor, and Hermione and Ginny chased from behind.
"What are you doing here?" Fred asked cautiously.
"Mom asked us to come over and look at the three of you. She looked worried, afraid you would throw a few dungbomb(s)s in the corridor." Ginny said with a grin.
"Oh!" George looked at Ginny pitifully, "My dear little sister ..."
"Don't worry about it, I won't tell the whistleblower. I think the joke products you researched are very interesting and very popular in the school." Ginny said.
"But it is undeniable that those things are dangerous and extremely unhygienic. The remote control dungbomb(s) is the most obvious example." He didn't laugh, "Mrs. Weasley is right, you can't sell those things to others, This is ... "
Without waiting for Hermione to finish, Fred and George hastily pushed Ivan out.
"She gave it to you, brother!" They hurried to the sixth floor by pulling Ginny, leaving only two people in the corridor, Ivan and Hermione.
Because Ivan is very close, Hermione's complexion suddenly turned red.
"Do n’t blame Fred and George, they just want to bring a little joy to everyone." Ivan can feel the breath of Hermione.
"I know ..." Hermione whispered and took a step back quickly.
The two of them did not continue to talk about this issue, and instead talked about the decoration in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
Ivan and Hermione walked through the double door and saw a rickety staircase, with a gruesome portrait of healer hanging on the wall.
As they climbed the stairs, those healer shouted at them, diagnosed strange diseases, and came up with all kinds of terrible treatments.
Fred, George and Ginny do n’t know where to go, Ivan and Hermione did n’t see the three of them.
The two of them bought a few cans of drinks from the sixth floor and returned to the fifth floor when they suddenly stopped.
Not far in front, behind the small window on the double door marked with the Curse Damage Division, a man pressed his nose against the glass and stared at them: golden curly hair, bright blue eyes, a pair A blank smile, showing white teeth.
"Oh my god!" Hermione exclaimed suddenly, "It's Professor Lockhart!" (To be continued.)