Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Seeing Fred and George looking silly, Su Er couldn't help but curl up his lips.

"I am very optimistic about your research. I think it is very profitable, so I want to fund your next research."

He didn't say anything else.

Sur remembered that when Voldemort made trouble later... almost every shop in Diagon Alley was closed. Many people should have fled with their families, so in other words, he might be able to take advantage of the situation and buy a store. Come down from the shop...

"Really?" Fred picked his ears to make sure he heard correctly, and was overjoyed.

"But where did you get the money?" George asked.

"At least enough for your next research." Suer said with a smile.

George and Fred looked at each other, and then they became really happy. This can be described by an ancient Eastern saying--'There is no place to go without iron shoes! '

The financial problems that had troubled them were now solved in one fell swoop.

But soon, a new problem arose.

"We can't take so much money from you for nothing." George said awkwardly.

"It's very simple." Suer nodded slowly, "You are responsible for research and development and sales, I am responsible for paying, and we all share the money we make."

The two brothers looked at each other, and after a moment of eye contact, Fred said, "Then... George and I will have one share, and you will have one share, just like we did before, how about that?"

As he walked, Suer lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, "This is not fair. It is completely different from going to the Forbidden Forest to earn pocket money by catching Acromantulas."

The twins looked dim. In fact, they were mentally prepared. There were only a few products they could get their hands on. If these few products that were not sure whether they could be sold accounted for 50.00%, they would have taken a big advantage. of.

Normal partners will actually have opinions.

But before Fred could speak, Soul spoke, "My father once said at home, oh, he runs a company, I mean my father in the Muggle world."

"If you do business with others, it won't work without anyone. The basis of fair cooperation is that each of you should be paid according to your efforts. You are two people. If you split it equally, you should divide it into three parts."

"Ah?" The two of them were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't react. Suer saw their dull expressions, smiled, and continued,

"I hold 30.00%, and you two each hold 30.00%. This leaves [-]% left, which can be used as a fund for store development and research funds."

"Wait, a store?" Fred interrupted Suhr, "Where did we get the store?"

Sur asked in surprise,

"You're not just going to have a little fuss in the castle, are you?" Suer blinked, "What will you do after graduation? You can't just wait at home for the owl to deliver the order form and then make and sell it according to the order, right?"

"But we have no money..."

"I have it, although I don't know if it's enough to buy a shop." Su Er touched his chin, "But we can rent a shop for the time being. Of course, it's best to buy a shop. After all, someone else's can never be yours. It’s safe to come.”

"That's right." Fred nodded, his expression cheering up. "When we make money, we can buy a store that belongs entirely to us!"

"So, I want you to promise that you will not treat this matter as a joke, but as a real cause! A goal that may take a lifetime to implement, to open joke shops all over the UK!" Suer said seriously, " After all, we actually invested gold Galleons in it.”

"Of course!" Fred and George said in unison, "This is what we have always dreamed of, a joke shop that is completely our own!"

By the end of the chat, everyone had arrived at the camp.

Hermione was obviously curious as to why Fred and George were acting like chickens, but before Hermione could ask, Mr. Weasley urged everyone back to the tent to sleep.

Ginny, who couldn't wait to get back to bed, took Hermione and got into the tent on the other side.

Due to getting up too early and watching a fierce game, everyone's bodies were already exhausted, except of course Charlie, Bill and Percy who came over after a full sleep.

"Fortunately, I don't have to be on duty." Mr. Weasley yawned and said sleepily. "Fortunately, I don't have to stop those Irish fans from celebrating their victory."

It was really noisy outside the tent. Even if the curtains were drawn, you could still clearly hear the people supporting the Irish team laughing and singing as they walked by the roadside not far from the tent. You could also hear the quacking of the leprechauns in the distant woods. A high-pitched laugh.

The others had already found their bunks and fell in, closing their eyes and snoring.

But Soul remained alert, lying on the bunk fully clothed, with his wand at his hand. He knew that tonight, it was destined not to be quiet.

Voldemort's men who have not been captured in Azkaban will make some noise tonight to announce the return of their master, but to be honest, such actions are too superficial, just like children passing by. Just like every family, it is just a non-threatening announcement. Threats are meaningless and will only attract official attention.

Therefore, Voldemort's action must be a cover-up for another matter, to lure the snake out of its hole.

So, what was Voldemort doing secretly in arranging this plan?

Sur closed his eyes and thought. Slowly, sleepiness came over him. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his mind gradually became confused.

The singing and weird laughter in my ears seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

"Bang!" A sudden explosion in his ears woke up Sur, who was already deep in sleep. Immediately afterwards, there was another series of air blasting sounds, and the songs that had not stopped changed their tune. There were several screams of fear mixed in there.

Soul held the wand and immediately rolled out of bed.

"What happened?" Mr. Weasley also sat up from the bed. "Did you hear anything? Soul?"

"I heard something happened outside. Mr. Weasley, I'm going to find the girls. Please wake up Harry and the others,"

As soon as he finished speaking, Soul grabbed his wand and rushed out of the room and into another tent.

"Quick, Hermione, wake up!"

He shouted a few words, and there was a slight rustle in the girls' tent room. Hermione, with disheveled hair, ran out first, holding a wand in her hand and wearing only a thin pajamas, with her shoulders exposed. A large piece, vaguely visible when the chest rises and falls...

"What happened?" Hermione didn't notice that she was having a flash of joy at all, her face was confused and she was very sleepy.

Surtian's spirit cap was about to be lifted, but luckily he called Hermione himself.

He hurriedly pushed Hermione back into the room and pulled Hermione's pajama collar back to its original position.

Even through her pajamas, he could still feel the delicate smoothness of Hermione's skin. At this time, he didn't care to feel it carefully and said repeatedly,

"Call Ginny together, hurry up, put on your clothes, and grab your wand."

"Things aren't looking good out there."