hogwarts rose

"Little princess!"

"How did you come!"

George and Fred pushed Mrs. Weasley away, and surrounded Tria in the way they were most used to.

"Didn't you say you were going to Germany?"

"Didn't you say you don't have time to come to the Burrow?"

"So is this a surprise for the brothers?"

"This must be a surprise!"

Molly Weasley, who was pushed away by her stupid son's buttocks, stared round, and slapped the buttocks that pushed her away ferociously.

"Find a fight!"

She muttered, but turned and went to the kitchen—the biscuits were ready to be baked in no time.

Triya's face is full of smiles unconsciously, Gemini's behavior is always funny and cute, it will be very happy to stay with them.

"I'm back from Germany ~ I brought you gifts!"

Tria began to look through her small purse. The current small purse is no longer the thing that can only fit in a schoolbag as before. The current small purse can be compared to the banquet hall of Hogwarts!

During this time in Germany, Trija can be said to have collected a lot of various interesting things.

Not only did she buy them herself, but there were also souvenirs given to her by many hotels or villas she visited in honor of the Capet family.

Tria kept digging out things, and piled them on the table.

"It's an explosive pyrotechnic. When you light it, fireworks will fly out after the person you hate. Then it will explode a big flower on his ass."

"This is a fighting glove. Once you put it on, you will hit yourself crazily."

"This is long eyelash gummies. After eating, the eyelashes will be longer than the hair."

Tria knew all the treasures, and she and her brother went to the long street of magic items trading in Germany to find these trinkets.

It fits perfectly with Gemini's preferences.

The twins really liked it very much. Fred immediately picked up an explosive firework, ran to the kitchen without hesitation to steal Molly's wand in the apron, and lit it immediately.

The beautiful fireworks sprang out with a bang, and circled a few times above the heads of several people, as if they had found the right object.

Like an arrow leaving the string, whoosh - flew towards Ron.

Poor Ron had just recovered from the pain of being slammed into by two tall, muscular Quidditch players, and now he found a firework that was threatening to fly towards him.

With a scream, he turned quickly and wanted to flee upstairs, but it was too late.

The firework that was going forward slammed into his ass, which not only brought a strong impact, but also printed a big flower in the flower on his ass.

Ron still maintained his running posture to climb the stairs, but the touch on his ass made it hard for him to ignore.

"mom--"

Ron howled at the top of his voice. He might not be able to do anything with his brother at school, but this is at home!

In absolute Molly Weasley territory!

Mrs. Weasley from the kitchen heard the sound, and she was still wearing anti-scalding baking gloves.

Seeing the situation in front of me, there is nothing to understand.

"George—! Fred—!"

Mrs. Weasley, who was angry with Gemini every day, hurriedly took off her gloves, ran to Ron who was hanging on the stairs, and stretched out her hand to slap the colored powder on his buttocks.

While staring fiercely at the twins, the fluffy hair curled into small curls was piled on the top of the head, as if it was about to explode.

"Both of you! Bullying Ron again!"

The colored powder couldn't be cleaned for a while, so Mrs. Weasley simply touched the pocket of her apron to use magic, but the pocket was empty.

Her eye knife immediately crossed George and Fred, and Fred returned the wand he had just held to light with both hands with a smile.

Mrs. Weasley was even angrier, "No magic outside the school!"

After Fred put his wand into Mrs. Weasley's hand, he swished behind Tria and hid.

"Not next time, not anymore."

He had a playful smile, obviously without sincerity.

Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes, and didn't bother to teach her son a lesson in front of Tria. She held her little Ronnie's head in pain and went to clean her ass.

George and Fred continued to study the pile of weird and mischievous products. They were very excited, and inspirations kept popping up in their minds.

"Tria, come with us to our lab!"

"We have a new idea!"

After George and Fred finished counting all the magical products, they couldn't wait to stand up, picked up the scattered things on the table with only two pairs of arms in an acrobatic posture, and ran upstairs.

Even while George was still holding a pile of things firmly, he stretched out a finger to hook Tria's clothes, and dragged her upstairs.

"We're taking Tria to play—"

They explained to Mrs. Weasley in unison, and they didn't forget to bump into Ron when they went upstairs.

Ron:  …

The twins' room was on the third floor of the Burrow, and the space wasn't too small. Two side-by-side single beds took up half of the space, with quilts and a few pieces of clothing stacked randomly on top of it.

There was a large window on the other side of the room, the curtains were drawn, and the room was illuminated by bright afternoon light, while the floor below the window was piled with Gemini's experimental props.

The twins walked over, randomly pushed away the sundries with their feet, and then sat down on the floor.

After carefully placing all the things in his arms on the ground, he grabbed a pillow from the nearby bed and used it to cushion Tria, and pulled her to sit down too.

"Show you our big baby."

Fred stretched out his hands to pick up the pile of things that had been pushed away by his foot just now, and there were all kinds of strange-shaped things in it.

What a variety of mischievous candies, colorful candy wrappers.

A transparent glass bottle filled with an unknown liquid, and a snuff bottle filled with strange smoke.

They all looked like they could hurt Ron very much.

What Fred finally picked out was a stable wooden shelf with several glass tubes stuck on it.

There is still a lot of brightly colored liquid in the tube, thanks to the stable shelf, otherwise it would have been spilled long ago.

"These are great prank candies—"

"Weasley 36—"

Fred and George fiddled with the glass tubes with gusto, explaining them to Tria.

"I know how to improve."

"I want to add a few tricks."

George and Fred gesticulated, and from time to time, they would find some strange herbs or animal hair from the pile of debris beside them.

"How about eating a head full of fried fireworks?"

"Or the arm becomes a cannon."

"Does Tria like candy that makes people laugh?"

"There is also one that can grow wings on people's buttocks!"

The more the two talked, the more excited they became, and they kept adding things to the pipes.

Tria watched with interest, guessing the purpose of adding each material.