Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 455 Investing
"OWLS grades don't tell everything, and not every little wizard who graduates and works in the Ministry of Magic is promising, Molly."

Sirius said disapprovingly,
"If you don't understand what I mean, just think about Amosta. He seems to have been a vagrant for a few years after graduation, but you see, he has almost the same name as Dumbledore now."

In Harry's opinion, Sirius is undoubtedly a good example, but unfortunately, Mrs. Weasley does not buy it,
"If you are teaching me how to raise children, with all due respect, Sirius, I am obviously more experienced, Bill and Charlie have never gone wrong, and look at Percy, why are there so many role models in front of them , but it didn't work at all!"

"That's not fair to Fred and George, Molly—"

Remus also said gently,
"In all honesty, I don't think what Sirius said was wrong. At least, what they made is really not simple. It can't be made by just catching a little wizard at Hogwarts. After you burn those I checked their creations before, and none of them were simple, and I can assure you that not even the kids in the NEWTS class could make any of them."

"Exactly proves my point, Remus!"

Mrs. Weasley, who was in a fit of anger, said angrily,
"It's not that they're not smart, they're just not doing their job properly! Over the past few years, more letters of complaint have been sent from Hogwarts than from everyone else combined. I just can't figure out what went wrong!"

Harry tried to help Fred and George explain that their products were very popular among young wizards at school, but Hermione's timely warning glance made him shut up.

"It's not a thing to be so frozen—"

After lunch, Ginny helped Mrs. Weasley wash the dishes in the kitchen. In the living room, the rest of the people were still whispering about the conflicts between Fred, George and Mrs. Weasley, maybe they felt the need to repay this The kindness of eating and drinking for a few days, Remus frowned slightly and stared at Mrs. Weasley's back,

"One of them always has to compromise first."

"It's impossible to expect an apology from Mom," said Ron firmly.

"Why didn't you let me talk just now, Hermione?"

Harry looked at the silent Hermione who was a bit out of character, and said a little dissatisfied.

"Because I think—"

Hermione knew that everyone in the living room was on the side of Fred and George on this matter, including Sirius and Remus, the two professors who had taught her, but Hermione took a deep breath , or speak your mind,

"Yeah, that's right, Fred and George's joke products are indeed very popular with little wizards, and I have seen them too, but you ignore them, their stuff is illegal!"

Ron raised his brows, wanting to say something, but Hermione who opened up the chatterbox said reluctantly,
"You've heard what Fred and George are making in the room these days. There are certain dangers in making these things, and they also can't ensure that their products have no side effects, can they? They experiment on themselves. , and sometimes find low-grade little wizards as test subjects, do you think there is no problem with this at all?

On top of that, they've been selling these joke products to students for a while now, but their product has never been approved by the Ministry of Magic, and if something goes wrong. With all due respect, Ron, your parents are afraid Not enough Galleons for compensation! "

Hermione's words always pointed to the core of the problem, not to mention the dumbfounded Harry and Ron, even Sirius was speechless for a while.

"You're right, Hermione." Remus said appreciatively,

"I wouldn't be surprised if you would turn out to be an excellent professor or an excellent officer of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Oh, I just—"

Hermione also bears a lot of pressure because her views are contrary to the majority, but she is particularly helpless in the face of praise.Hermione's cheeks turned crimson, she smiled restrainedly and shyly,

"Well, tell me what I think."

"It's the rarest thing to stick to your own opinion." Sirius also looked at Hermione with admiring eyes, "Well, now I also think that I really need to give those two lawless little guys some advice."

"We'll go now."

Remus was unexpectedly attentive to this matter, he stood up from the dining table, and beckoned them to go upstairs together.

When Sirius used magic to open the locked door of the two brothers' room, they thought they would see two slumped faces lying on the bed, but what they saw was unexpected.

Fred and George pushed the bed and all the furnishings against the walls, and they forced a space in the crowded room.The floor in the middle of the room was strewn with messy herbs or dried insects and ground animal offal, and Fred and George sat in the middle of the mess, both of them gnawing bread , muttering while staring at the bubbling solution in the crucible.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen!"

It took the two brothers several seconds to realize that someone had pried open their door. They thought it was Mrs. Weasley, and they instinctively blocked the pots on the ground behind them. When they saw such a group of people, Fred lowered his raised shoulders and said displeasedly,

"I can sue the Wizengamot for breaking and entering?"

"No need to bother, F."

Sirius stared at the solution in the pot with great interest, he couldn't distinguish whether it was Fred or George who was speaking, and said vaguely,

"You can write a letter to Amosta directly, saying that I opened the door of your room. He is a member of the Wizengamot Trial Seat. Presumably he will lock me back into Azkaban for you."

George is not in the mood to joke now, he rolled his eyes, and then turned his attention to the product that is about to be formed, "Now we don't have time to entertain guests, we have to hurry up and produce!"

"Have you given up your career or your dreams?"

Remus came out from behind Sirius. He stepped forward to stare at the solution in the cauldron, sniffed the aroma in the air, and then looked at a cardboard box placed by the twins on the bed. Less canary biscuits and sparklers,

"You produced so many again?"

Remus said a little surprised.

"Oh, of course, nothing can stop us from chasing our dreams, sir, and neither can the woman down there in the kitchen who may be doing housework!"

Fred raised his eyebrows proudly,

"These have already been sold, we must ensure that those customers who have paid can get their goods as soon as possible after the summer vacation. To be honest, we don't welcome outsiders to visit here, which involves some commercial secrets .”

Well, at least in terms of Fred and George's drive, it was a joke to be afraid of them languishing.

There was a brief silence in the room. Hermione frowned and stared at the solution that was about to solidify in the cauldron, and found that she couldn't tell what it was with her knowledge.Harry and Ron were on Fred and George's side. They stared at the cardboard box on the bed with interest, eager to try.

Where do we start talking?
Looking at the two brothers who were engrossed, Sirius mused. He didn't want to frustrate the enthusiasm of the two talented little wizards, but he had to gently remind them that their current behavior was indeed not so appropriate. At least, they Unable to control its dangers.

There was a moment of silence. Hermione saw everyone's expressions in her eyes. She pursed her lips just like Professor McGonagall. Just when she was about to stand up and express her point of view, Remus, who was silently thinking His eyes moved suddenly, he glanced at Harry calmly, and then he said something that shocked everyone in the room,

"So, Fred and George, I'm here to ask, do you accept investment?"





(End of this chapter)