Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Everyone intentionally avoided Ron being controlled by the dwarf Peter, and the focus quickly shifted to Sirius, and the Weasleys were very interested in the truth about his more than six months of escape and the events of 13 years ago.

Fred and George have been asking questions and their eyes are gleaming with admiration.

With regard to some details not mentioned in the paper, Sirius simply said a few words, which everyone listened to very carefully, and Percy even took a pen down.

That was more than half an hour before the topic shifted elsewhere.

With Sirius' optimistic and cheerful character, the Weasley family soon became acquainted with him.

The atmosphere in the ward is becoming more relaxed, with pleasant laughter sounding from time to time, in stark contrast to the gloomy clouds in other surrounding wards.

Lupin, Sirius and Mrs. Weasley sat together to continue to recall the past, while the rest sat around Ron's bed and exchanged Christmas presents, hearings over the past few days, etc.

Ron took the owl out of the cage, and he was negotiating with Harry to give the little guy a name, and Ginny was listening.

On the couch in front of the hospital bed, Percy and Hermione talk in low voice about the vacation assignments that the professors arranged before Christmas, as well as future work, career arrangements, etc.

Percy is graduating from Hogwarts in half a year.

He's planned to work at the Ministry of Magic. He had a very good track record in the Higher Wizarding Level Examination and was now hesitating to go to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement or the Department of International Magical Cooperation, almost at will.

In the corner, Fred and George showed Ivan their two newly developed joke products over the past few days, and Ivan told them about the store in the meantime.

Fred and George were so happy they couldn't wait to go to the store right away.

Now that they are ready to sell publicly, they have decided to increase the production of joke products, subject to funding constraints, and now most of the R&D products are only a few.

“Quick-effect skipping sugar, fake magic wand, remotely controlled big shit eggs, these products were particularly responsive at the time, supply and demand, we can start with these things to increase sales a little bit.” Fred took a little notebook out of his arms, all dense and numb, with all kinds of products and experimental data.

“There's nothing wrong with fake wands!” Ivan glanced back carefully at Hermione and lowered his voice and said, "Quick miss sugar and remote control big shit eggs better be careful, Hermione especially hates these things, which she thinks are too unhygienic. ”

“So is my mother, who took almost all of our products away!” Fred said annoyingly, "When she was cleaning the room, she found our order, and she had a big fight with us and burned it to the ground. ”

“We have suffered enormous losses and she has not yet allowed us to conduct future research in this regard.” George went on to say, "She thinks it's inappropriate, and she asked us to devote more energy to education. Looking at her, she must have wanted us to work in the Ministry of Magic just like Dad and Percy, which is terrible! ”

It seemed to me that the three of them were secretly discussing something, and Mrs. Weasley suddenly came over and Fred rushed the notebook into her arms.

“What are you doing, it's about Weasley's magic tricks again?” Mrs. Weasley asked seriously.

“No, we're talking vacation homework with Ivan.” Fred hurried and waved.

“Evan, didn't you just say you were a little thirsty? Let's go and have something to drink, and get some drinks for everyone!” George pushed Ivan.

The three of them rushed out of the ward with the suspicious eye of Mrs. Weasley.

“Mrs. Weasley, this is...” Ivan is still a little confused.

“You know, studying the joke product, we've been keeping it a secret, not even Percy, Ron and Ginny told.” Fred explained, "In fact, just the three of us knew about it before Mom found out. ”

“Now that everyone knows, Mom has been angry.” George sighed and said depressingly, "Evan, you'd better be careful lately. Mom's been investigating our sources of funding and she's starting to suspect you! ”

“Mrs. Weasley's reaction may have been a little too drastic, and this is not as bad as she thought.” In my opinion, opening a joke shop is no worse than working for the Ministry of Magic, "Ivan said. ”

“That's what we think, in fact, we just want to open a joke shop.” Fred and Georgetzi said.

“Maybe we can talk to her...”

“Better not!” Fred said, "She's not going to say anything to you, but it's going to blow up knowing we got so much money from you to do research. ”

“Yes, Mama will kill us both without hesitation!” George made a gesture around his neck.

Ivan listens to Fred and George complain and doesn't know what to do.

Anyway, Mrs. Weasley wouldn't approve of them opening a magic joke shop unless they could succeed first.

The three of them went to the tea room on the sixth floor and Hermione and Ginny chased up from behind.

“What are you doing here?” Fred asked vigilantly.

“Mom asked us to come and look at the three of you, and she seemed worried that you would throw some big shits in the hallway.” Ginny said with a smile.

“Oh!” George looked pitifully at Ginny, "My dear little sister...”

“Don't worry, I'm not going to snitch. I think the joke products you're working on are very interesting and very popular in school.” Ginny said.

“But it cannot be denied that those things are dangerous and extremely unhygienic, and that remotely piloted egg is the most obvious example.” Herr is not laughing, “Mrs. Weasley is right, you can't sell those things to other people, it's...”

Fred and George rushed Ivan out without waiting for Hermione to finish.

“She's in your hands, brother!” They rushed Ginny to the sixth floor, leaving Ivan and Hermione alone in the hallway.

Because Ivan was very close, Hermione's face turned red.

“Don't blame Fred and George, they just want to bring you a little joy.” Ivan can feel Hermione's breath.

“I know...” Hermione whispered, hurrying back a step.

Instead of going on about it, they talked about decorating St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Ivan and Hermione walked through a double door and saw a shaky staircase with a blushing therapist on the wall.

As they climbed the stairs, the therapists yelled at them, diagnosed strange conditions, and came up with terrible treatments.

Fred, George and Ginny didn't know where they were going, Ivan and Hermione didn't see the three of them.

They bought a couple of cans of drinks from the sixth floor and suddenly stopped when they returned to the fifth floor.

Not far ahead, behind a small window on the double door marked Magic Injury, a man pressed his nose against the glass and stared at them: blond hair, bright blue eyes, a blinding smile, revealing bright white teeth.

“Jesus Christ!” Hermione suddenly shouted, "Professor Lockhart! ”