Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"There is a spider!" George suddenly yelled and kicked down a chair beside him, making a fierce ping-pong sound.

"What a big black widow, Ron, look, he's in your ear! I'm going to bite you soon."

"What?" Ron was awakened suddenly, opened his mouth unconsciously, and wanted to sit up, only to find something was stuffed in his mouth, and then swallowed.

Fred has excellent throwing skills.It was very accurate, and he threw it into Ron's mouth accurately.

"How about our refreshing gum?" the twins said in unison.

Although this is a question, the Weasley brothers apparently did not seek their brother's opinion.

Ron's face flushed at a terrifying speed, not because of emotional reasons such as shame or anger.

It's completely a physiological response.

Hermione had seen Ron spit a spark or two from his mouth.

"Water, I want water." Ron said urgently.

Every time I breathed, there was a burning sensation, as if there was a sharp blade scratching the throat, like a pain that would burn through the throat.

George and Fred looked at each other, and then showed a smirk of successful mischief.

"Clear water is like a spring!" Hermione quickly grabbed the nearby cup and filled it with magic. Ron immediately grabbed it, and the overflowing water splashed down and fell on the golden-red, furry carpet.

The water was poured in by Ron grunting, and the cool water collided with the teeth of the tongue, but it didn't help, and breathing became difficult.

Ron was in tears and tears, slapped his hands on the table in front of him, jumping up and down frantically, almost rolling on the ground.

"You are really..." Hermione pursed her lips, stared at George and Fred, and forced them with her eyes.

"New products always need someone to experiment, right? Only our dear brother is the best object." George raised his eyebrows and spread his hands.

"It seems that Guitou Chili is too exaggerated for refreshing, and we have to find a substitute." Fred curled his lips and shook his head in disappointment.

"The great prank cause requires sacrifice."

"We will remember him, and future generations will also remember him."

The two sang a harmony, then nodded pretendingly.

It was as if Ron had sacrificed for something glorious.

"Okay, let's stop here, don't toss you." George was a little faint when Hermione stared at him, he took the initiative to take out a white crystal from his arms, then lifted Ron's chin and fed him from his mouth. Went in.

The effect is immediate.

The real cooling sensation spread from his mouth and the pain eased.

Spicy is essentially a painful sensation.

Ron, who was rejuvenated, immediately squeezed his fist and rushed towards the two of them, wanting to teach his two brothers a lesson.

After being tossed for a while, he is now full of energy.

"Brother, don't rush to get angry. I think the prefect should still be tolerant, right? This can temper your willpower."

"I'm not your brother." Ron said angrily.

"Why don't you take a look at our new invention, maybe you will change your mind?" Fred and George showed sly smiles with confidence, and then dragged out a huge metal box from under a wide table, and put an item of equipment Start to decorate.

The Weasley brothers, the twins were also considered free after passing the ordinary wizarding grade exam. After their scores, their transcripts are also remarkable, so that their mother, Mrs. Weasley, is also right. Their mischief business turned a blind eye.

It is worth mentioning that their achievements are very symmetrical.

They relied on the gambling money that Ludo Bagman won. When he was rich, the man would not fall behind (after all, he had to maintain his credibility and make more money), plus the previous payment from Malfoy. , Can be regarded as the first pot of gold, as the start-up capital of the Weasley joke shop, and now they are developing some new products, calculating their future after graduation.

Human desire always drives human behavior.

Since the annoying Umbridge has not become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, they don’t have much thoughts about skipping classes. It’s just the needs of some students, and it’s still under school regulations. If Professor McGonagall knew about it, he would criticize them again, and then add a few things to Filch's list of prohibited items.

The development and research of fast-acting skipping candy and nosebleed nougat have been postponed indefinitely by them.

They are looking for products with more business opportunities.

Their goal is to be anxious, and things that are not in demand can not be sold.

Then an important notice made them very excited, although they were also quite affected.

That was the suspension of Quidditch training and competitions.

This is a bad thing, but if it can be "solved", it will be a good thing.

They worked hard to make an indoor Quidditch device.

The mini flying broomstick, mini wandering ball, mini ghost flying ball, and the most difficult Golden Snitch were quickly copied by the Weasley brothers.

As for the goal, let alone.

As for the control method, rely on your own magic.

The pinched out, the mini-man riding on the broom will have a special connection with the controller, and at the same time only accept the influence of one person and resist the interference of others.

Most of the driving force comes from the wizard's own floating spell.

This is a different kind of fun. It lacks the intense feeling of experiencing the collision in person, but it also has a sense of accomplishment of planning and planning.

Because the venue is unobstructed, the command is even more important.

"It's really cool." Harry helped the frame of the frame and said in surprise, Ron's eyes were straight, he had forgotten his revenge.

"Try it?" the two brothers invited,

Ron and Harry were immediately addicted to the game. They moved away the tables and chairs to make room for the sport.

"Can I join?" A tall girl leaned over.

Angelina, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, also joined.

Due to cost constraints, they only made a few mini brooms, so the number of participants was limited.But this cannot stop their enthusiasm.

This became a wonderful substitute.

The strange-looking little man sat straddling the mini broom, flying around in mid-air, chasing a few small balls, trying to hit them into the door.

Since they are all beginners, even with Quidditch experience, they still play in a mess, but this does not affect their fun.