Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

"A lovely son, dangerous goods, and a mysterious businessman?" Wright stopped moving forward, turned his head, and repeated what he felt was weird about Fred's words with a weird look on his face.

George and Fred behind him stopped together and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what Fred said?"

"Actually there are a lot." Wright nodded and continued walking along the aisle to the living room, "But there were too many at once, and I don't know where to start."

"It's okay, just speak slowly, we all have time to listen." Fred said with a smile. In fact, compared to staying at home, the two brothers felt more comfortable here with Wright. After all, they were away from their mother almost all the time. Nagging is already a great relief.

"Mrs. Weasley, do you really call you her lovely sons?" Wright asked the first question.

"Of course -" George's eyes rolled around in his sockets, looking very funny, "Well, actually Fred added a little bit of beautification of his own."

"It's not just a little bit, right?" Wright complained. He couldn't imagine that Mrs. Weasley, who had been having a huge headache with Fred and George and wanted to put them back together and recreate them, would look gentle and kind. The earth said to the twins, "My lovely sons."

"Don't worry about these small details!" Fred waved his hand and gently sat on the sofa in the living room. His butt was still aching faintly at this moment.

"Also, what did you show Mrs. Weasley what I made?" Wright continued to ask, "I remember that the things I gave you were not dangerous items, right? Let's not mention the flying props. It’s not like you haven’t ridden a broomstick before; rubber hats and stone hats are not dangerous either, the sound is candy…”

"That's definitely not what we're talking about," George said. "We're talking about those two birthday presents you gave me."

"Prankster twin demons?"

"Yeah!" Fred shouted excitedly, "But I have to say, I absolutely love the name you chose!"

"Have you figured out how to use them?" Wright asked.

"Not yet," George shook his head, "Not even close."

"Then it won't be dangerous, right? Or are you two doing some experiments on it?"

"No, it's just that our two hairs were discovered by mom." Fred embarrassedly took off the gray baseball cap that had been buckled on George's head, and a red, furry round head suddenly appeared in the living room.

"Fred, why are you taking off my hat?" George stretched out his hand to cover his head, and tilted his body to grab the hat from Fred, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa. After grabbing it to no avail, he took it away. Fred also took off his baseball cap.

Suddenly, two furry heads appeared in Wright's eyes. The length of red hair on each head would never exceed three millimeters.

Wright suppressed a smile, not letting himself laugh. This was the first time he saw Fred and George's almost bald appearance: "Where are your hair? I remember there was half of it before? Even though it was one person half."

"Yeah, there was half of it originally." George said self-deprecatingly. During the fight just now, their hats were thrown out of the window by themselves (Wright kindly helped open the window), and they could no longer cover it. Something in the head.

"But after mom saw our hairstyle, she criticized us severely." Fred, the other bald man, also had a slumped face. "Dad checked and said that the hair growth medicine couldn't fix that half of the hair."

"So, Mrs. Weasley just shaved off both of your heads?" Wright couldn't help laughing in the end.

"Not only that," George looked at Wright pitifully, "she also didn't allow us to use our pocket money to buy hair-growing potions, saying she wanted us to keep this hairstyle until we go to Hogwarts."

"If you ask me, this is a belated lesson for you two." Wright made no secret of his gloating, "Where are those two mischievous twin devil dolls?"

"Dad took it for inspection and returned it to us last night, but mom didn't allow us to take it even half a step out of the Burrow." Fred said, "Although we haven't figured out how to play it yet, Mom is really too vigilant.”

"I think Mrs. Weasley's approach is right." Wright said, "The ability of you two to get into trouble is obvious to all. With the Twin Demons in your hands, they might be able to act like strategic weapons."

Not only was he not knocked down by Wright's words, George's eyes lit up: "Really? Are the twin demons so powerful?"

Wright said noncommittally: "It depends on your own exploration."

"Then, after discovering the Twin Demon dolls, Mrs. Weasley wanted to meet me, a character similar to the 'culprit'?" Wright talked about the original topic.

"Yes." Fred nodded, "But Wright, didn't you and your mother meet once in Diagon Alley last year? I feel like she has a pretty good impression of you."

"No matter how good it is, it can't compare to how you two kept slandering Mrs. Weasley in front of Mrs. Weasley," Wright curled his lips, "I doubt whether you two have ever said a good word about me."

"I can solemnly swear," George said with a serious look on his face, and stretched out his palm toward the ceiling with his five fingers straight, "We have definitely said a lot of good things about you in front of mother."

"But Wright, you also have to know that our words have never been credible in mother's ears." Fred added with a smile.

"Okay." Wright stretched out his hand to interrupt the twins' singing. He doubted that if the two brothers were allowed to continue talking, even if there was no water to drink, they would be able to continue talking until the afternoon without repeating themselves.

"I will visit your home, how about this Sunday?" Wright said, "I have something else to do this Friday and I have to go to France."

"No problem!" George said cheerfully, "We will talk to mother later."

"By the way, I can only guarantee that I will be there alone." Wright pointed upstairs, "Vilita has a shy personality and doesn't like to deal with other people."

"In this case, it couldn't be better." Fred touched his butt. He was also a little worried about this girl who would make big moves if she didn't agree with her, coming to their house.

What Fred didn't know was that in his opinion, Villita's warning just now was an amplification move. But in fact, Wright felt that Villita was already trying to control her magical power at that time.