Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

For Malfoy, Harry had a particular paranoia, and he thought Malfoy must know something.

Even he felt Malfoy had joined Voldemort's army and become a Death Eater.

There is no reason for this suspicion, nor is there any basis for it, but that's what Harry thinks, and he suggests that Malfoy be investigated, mixed into the Slytherin public lounge to gather intelligence or use stealth clothes, as he did before...

“We need to find out what Voldemort is up to, and he knows for sure.” Harry said, "It's important. ”

“You're too sensitive, Harry. Malfoy's just a student. Voldemort won't tell him important information.” Hermione didn't quite agree with Harry.

Harry shook his head and, in his view, Hermione was too naive.

The Malfoys are Death Eaters. Death Eaters are Death Eaters. He doesn't know anything?

Before Harry had had time to convince Hermione, the Weasleys appeared, and the two of them rushed over, each carrying a large schoolbag full of textbooks that everyone would use during the new semester.

“Everybody all right?” Mrs. Weasley said, "Got the robe? All right, we're on our way to Fred and George's shop, and we'll stop by the pharmacy and Lala Owl Shop, let's go...”

Fred and George's shop is located deep in Diagonal Lane, near Flip Lane.

Wizards are reluctant to come because of their proximity to the overturned alley, and rentals for nearby shops have always been cheap.

Especially at a time like this, prices are cheaper than imagined.

Fred and George had only intended to rent a shop, but after asking about the price, they decided to buy the store, 102 Diagonal Lane, with money saved in previous years and sponsorship from Ivan.

The brothers remodeled the flawless shop according to their own wishes, and the doors and faces of the surrounding shops were dimly lit and buried by the announcements, and their windows attracted people's attention like fireworks exhibitions.

Attracted by the sound of happy music, ordinary pedestrians couldn't bear to look over at the store.

A few others looked particularly shocked and actually stopped and looked obsessed.

Well, it's like a playground.

A huge balloon dragged the banner over the store, with the Weasley joke shop's name on it, and even far apart, it was clear that no store in Diagonal Alley had been advertised in that way.

Below the hot air balloon, the giant doll with the twins figure sits in the middle of the store, constantly removing hats and caps.

In an exaggerated tone, it speaks loudly of welcome and attracts people passing by.

Remarkable, too conspicuous for anyone to ignore this store.

The landmark building that preceded Diagonal Lane was Gu Ling Pavilion and is now being replaced by Fred and George's shop.

Nearby, you can see the window on the left side of the store with all sorts of spinning, pulling, flashing, jumping and screaming products, so the colors are too exciting to look at and tears come out.

The window on the right is covered with a huge poster, as purple as the Ministry of Magic's announcements, but with a brilliant yellow print:

Why are you worried about mysterious people?

You should care about constipation, Jen!

Constipation afflicts people!

“Oh, my God!” Mrs. Weasley moaned powerlessly.

She stared at the poster, her lips creeping silently, mindful of the words: constipated Jen.

“They'll be murdered in bed!” She whispered.

“No!” Ron laughed, “This is amazing! ”

“I think it's great, too.” Harry said.

“Fred and George's humor.” Ivan asks, "What is Constipated Jen? Their new product? ”

“Yes, in addition to constipation, they have a lot of merchandise or ads to joke about with Voldemort.” Hermione seriously said that she had been helping Fred and George manage the ads and know what they had made out of them, "I told them, better be careful, but they both confirmed it was funny...”

“But it's funny, you're so nervous, Hermione. ”

“They shouldn't be joking with mysterious people, these two boys!” Mr. Weasley said helplessly.

Ivan, they followed Harry and Ron into the store, full of customers.

Students who had come to Diagonal Alley to buy school start-up supplies are now all gathered here, crowded in front of shelves, taking out their pocket money and buying Fred and George's joke merchandise.

On the left side of the store, cardboard boxes are piled to the ceiling, quick-impact skip sugar developed by the twins in the last year before Hogwarts, the most popular of which is nosebleed beef sugar, with only one box left on the shelf that was finally squashed, and several boxes of magic wands, the cheapest swing of which turns into a rubber chicken or pants, and the most expensive, if the user is unprotected, the neck and head are beaten.

There is also a box of quills, including automated inkjet, spelling checks, smart answers, and more.

“When did their products become so much? There were only a few before.” Ron sighed.

After leaving Hogwarts, Fred and George developed new products at a significantly faster pace.

Two people put more enthusiasm into it than they could imagine, and in just a few months, they made more new products than they had made in the past few years, and many of the products that had stayed in theory were made.

As the crowd pushed, Ron and Harry poured to the counter on the other side, where a group of ten-year-olds were watching with excitement as a wooden dwarf slowly climbed up the steps and climbed onto a realistic string rack.

Both of these things are on the top of a box, which says: a reusable executioner, hanging him if he can't spell, is a spelling game toy, usually composed of a winch and a dwarf, if some spelling error occurs, the dwarf will be put on the winch and executed.

Ivan and Harry parked in front of a large display cabinet at the door with a bottle of medicine.

“Patented Products: Daydream Curse.” Hermione said, “What is this? It's a new product, I've never heard of it. ”

A brightly colored picture is placed in the center of the display cabinet: a handsome young man stands on the deck of a pirate ship with a drunk girl.

“With just one spell, you can enter a high-quality, utterly realistic 30-minute daydream, suitable for ordinary school classes, simple to operate and absolutely undetectable.” Hermione continues, "side effects include facial stagnation and mild drooling, which are not sold to adolescents under the age of 16. ”

“It's amazing, it sounds a little like Dream Potion…” Ivan said, "but this potion has no hypnotic effect and they must have added something to it. ”