Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Even though Mrs. Weasley did not agree with George and Fred's career, at this moment, she was like a child, staring blankly at the dazzling store in front of her——

The display window on the left is filled with a dizzying variety of merchandise, including spinners, blasters, flash cannons, bouncing balls, and scream sticks.

The display window on the right is covered by a huge poster, like the government's customary purple, but decorated with flashing yellow letters:

Life is too short

Come and have fun

Mrs. Weasley couldn't seem to connect the brightly lit shop in front of her with the small workshop that George and Fred were working on at the Burrow.

While Mrs. Weasley was stunned, everyone walked into the store under the leadership of Harry. It was so packed with customers that Harry couldn't even get close to the shelves.

He looked around and saw the box closest to the ceiling: it was a flat snack box made at the end of last semester.

Harry discovered that the nosebleed-inducing marzipan was the most popular, with only one opened box left on the shelf.

There were entire boxes of prank wands out there, the cheapest ones turning into a rubber chick or a pair of underwear when they were waved.

The most expensive ones will attack the head or neck of an inattentive user.

There are also boxes of different kinds of quills, some that can refill themselves with ink, some that automatically check spelling, and some that can write snazzy answers.

There was an empty spot in the crowd, and Harry squeezed through the crowd to get to the counter—

There were a group of 10-year-old children watching a wooden man slowly rise to the gallows. The box said: Reusable Executioner——

Cast a spell on it and it will rock!

"Magic for daydreaming."

Ginny managed to squeeze through a large booth near the counter and stood looking at some information behind a box containing a colorful painting of a handsome young man and an intoxicated girl standing on the deck of a pirate ship.

"Using a simple spell you can have a high-quality, extremely realistic, thirty-minute daydream that would fit in a regular school curriculum and be difficult to see through, with effects ranging from a blank expression to drooling. No. Sold to people under the age of sixteen. Look!" Ginny turned to Harry and said, "This is really special magic!"

"Of course, sister." Fred suddenly appeared and said, "Come on, come on, Harry, I will give you a special experience."

"A unique and special experience." Fred smiled mysteriously.

Harry left Ginny, who was attracted by the "reusable executioner", and followed Fred to the back of the joke shop——

There, Harry saw a card and rope trick stand.

"Muggle magic tricks," Fred said cheerfully, pointing at them, "for weirdo-minded people like Dad, you know, the guys who love Muggles. It's not a huge profit, but Business is relatively steady. They're a great new thing... Oh, here comes George..."

Fred's twin brother shook Harry's hand enthusiastically.

"Take him for a tour? Come and have a look at the back, Harry, that's where we really make money... the collection, you, and you have to pay more than one gold and a pound!" George put his arm around Harry's shoulders, Then almost immediately he noticed a little boy drawing something with his hand: edible Dark Marks - they can make anyone feel uncomfortable!

"The things here are not free, you have to buy them if you touch them!" Fred then said, putting the Dark Lord's mark directly into the little boy's hand, "Especially this kind of food!"

After dealing with the little boy, George pushed open a door curtain behind the "Muggle Trap", and Harry saw a slightly darker but less crowded room.

The products are packaged, making the shelf look much neater.

“We tidied them up to make them look neater,” Fred said. "It's also more interesting..."

"You don't know that there are so many people, even most of the Magic Federation... except Tiera, who can't cast a decent protective shield spell." George complained.

"Actually... we also think that the protective cap is a bit ridiculous, you know, you wear it and pick your friend to cast magic on you, and then watch their expression when the magic bounces off. But maybe because of the war gimmick, the wizarding world The wizards have already ordered at least five hundred heads from us! We still have a large order in hand!" George said.

"Guess what, there are even a lot of gringos who want to order these things from us." Fred added, "Although they have tried their best to hide it, their weird ways of using words and sentences Still exposed them.”

"Foreigners?" Harry asked in surprise, "People from the Magical United Army?"

"I don't know." Fred said, "Of course, we told Bill about this."

"Then what?" Harry asked.

"Bill, Tiera and Dumbledore all said it," George said.

"Tiera said it can be sold and hopes we can open up foreign markets."

"Then we developed new varieties such as protective cloaks and protective gloves..."

"Of course they can't block the Unforgivable Curse, but they can mitigate other medium-damage spells..."

"Now we feel that we have entered the vast world of resisting black magic. It is really a good business to make money," George said enthusiastically, "How cool, isn't it? Look! This is fast-acting dark powder, and we are in Peru. Import this thing, it will be very convenient to use when you escape."

"Our trap detonators are slipping away from the shelf, look!" Fred pointed at some weird horn-shaped things that seemed to be really scurrying away. "You just need to throw it to the ground secretly. It will slip out of sight and make a loud noise, allowing you to divert other people's attention."

"Do you have an outlet for these?" Harry asked, "Do you have an outlet for foreigners?"

"Of course not." George and Fred said in unison, "We only export protective hats for the time being..."

"And we postponed the order for a month..." George said with a strange expression, "You know, it is during the war now... We are afraid that these products of ours will be used against us by the gringos, but... …”

"But Tiera pushed us to deliver as soon as possible," Fred said.

"Delivery as soon as possible?" Harry asked in surprise, "What does delivery as soon as possible mean?"

"That's the literal meaning, and Tiera also said..." George said, "He also said..."

"Those gringos will be given whatever they want. These protective products cannot protect their fragile souls."