94 hp Diagon Alley

, if all it takes is for it to glow—or make a whistling sound—”

Snape turned his head to stare at Gwen, and she quickly shut her mouth.Then Snape turned to Dumbledore and hinted that he didn't want anyone involved.

Dumbledore was also very cautious, "I suggest that you ask the two Mr. Weasleys for advice without revealing any information. I believe they are willing to help you. Gwen, frankness is a gift, and silence is sometimes a gift .”

She nodded half-understanding, promising to keep it a secret from everyone, and to only make wands after the shop closed for the evening.

Dumbledore stood up satisfied, and at the same time the hood surrounding the three disappeared.Glancing at his pocket watch, he realized that he had an important meeting to attend - to hear Filch report on a prodigiously long list of contraband.

Gwen looked guiltily at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes across Diagon Alley, and had a vague premonition that the culprits of that list were her boyfriend and his twin brother.

After Dumbledore stepped into the fireplace, Snape waited another five minutes.He seemed to be deliberately trying to create a time difference with the Headmaster, and he didn't want to be seen sharing a schedule with Dumbledore, even though they had already used two very different modes of transportation.

Just when Gwen was about to buy Professor Snape a cup of tea, the gloomy wizard finally stood up.He walked around the wand shop, looked at the back door with distaste, used some complicated magic on that place, added a few barriers to the studio, erased his magic imprint, and then Again - without even saying hello - disappeared into Ollivander's wand shop.

After Gwen used up the sixth Ollivander's waste branch, she finally stood on the shoulders of George Giant and Fred Giant, and used a few clever transfiguration spells to complete the green glow of the wand and The whistling mission.

Tonks would occasionally spend the night in the wand shop, but every time she wanted to see what Gwen was up to near the workbench, she would be turned around by an invisible force, and walked out of the shop with inexplicable goose steps up.After trying a few times, Gwen perfunctorily said "this is the magic of Dumbledore".

After Gwen stayed up for a few nights, he finally stuffed Fox's flight feathers into a birch branch, then used a file to sharpen the appearance of Snape's wand bit by bit, and finally used turpentine mixed with ink to color the wand. finished.

As the great White Wizard had predicted, it took more than two weeks.Gwen put the wand carefully into the suitcase and fell asleep for a day and a night. When she woke up again, it was her 17th birthday.

Gwen, who was full of sleep, yawned and watched the sunset in Diagon Alley, and decided to make herself a cup of strong tea.Just as she was thinking about what snacks to have, the Weasley twins, who had closed the store, came from the street each carrying a few packages.

"Wow." Gwen rubbed her eyes and said to George, "You must love me very much, or plan to run away? I mean, run away from Fred?"

"Stop your daydreams, silly witch." Fred left a big cloth bag on the ground, "No one can separate us."

"But I do love you very much." George said courteously, pointing to the cloth bag in his arms, "It's friends from Hogwarts, they complained that owls couldn't fly to Ollivander's wand shop, so Send your presents to the joke shop."

Sure enough, as soon as Gwen opened the gift from Katie, her note slipped out, saying that she hadn't contacted her for a month and she was very worried.Although the gift she gave was really not suitable for sharing with others in public.

Gwen flushed and stuffed back the gift box from Katie Bell, then feigned interest in the twins' gift.

Fred and George were like two happy squirrels picking out the collection from the cloth bag.

"Nosebleed nougat, I left a box for you."

"Eat the Dark Mark, don't eat it during class, you may feel sick to your stomach."

"Stealth bombs and decoy bombs, Fred and I aren't at school, and there's no one to take you from Filch."

"Finally," Fred proudly pulled out a small bag of heavy Galleons from his pocket, "Ms. Ollivander who provided us with a steady stream of money-making ideas. Happy birthday to you."

Gwen's wrist hurt from the bag of money falling down.Kind George reminded her, "The Ministry of Magic ordered five hundred anti-curse hats, and we also sold a lot of anti-curse cloaks and anti-curse gloves. Let me think about it, inspired by a witch's anti-curse badge in 1992 .”

Gwen quickly waved her hand, "Those are just gadgets, I didn't help you make such a serious product—your invention may have saved many wizards, gentlemen."

"They don't have much effect on the Unforgivable Curse, they can only deal with some small magic, small curses and so on..." George rubbed his nose.

Fred took all the compliments, but insisted that Gwen take the bag of gold. "I'd better not spoil the fun. Georgie will definitely prepare a separate gift for you. As for me, I think the best gift is money."

"I feel lucky to have such a sincere and direct friend like you." Gwen accepted the gift from the successful businessman contentedly, thinking of saving the money and adding a little more from her own money to the twins and the joke shop Hire a house-elf - otherwise they won't even be able to eat well when they're busy.

As if in a hurry, Fred brought out a birthday cake piled high, and Gwen knew it was Mrs. Weasley's creation as soon as he smelled it.This time, the ingenious Molly placed a winking little witch on the cake.

"You swallowed a huge piece of cake in two bites." Gwen couldn't help reminding George to look at his brother. "It's a huge piece! Mrs. Weasley put three layers of fruit filling in it."

"I have something else to talk about—" Fred didn't even swallow it all, and limped out of the scene, snapping his fingers.

Gwen looked at George helplessly, "You stepped on him too hard."

George slowly wiped the cream off his mouth with a handkerchief, held up the beautiful champagne brought by the Leaky Cauldron, "To Fred's toes—"

Gwen ignored him, stretched out her hand, and tilted her head to look into George's bright eyes.

George suddenly hesitated, hesitated for a moment, and then blushed and took out a small box that was slightly deformed.

"You see, Gwen. I'm a brave wizard," George stammered. "But when it comes to life like this, especially when it's about you, I can't help but get a little scared."

Gwen watched as George Weasley—the handsome boy she had known for seven years and had been in love with for two years—suddenly dropped to one knee, his fleshless knee hitting the floor with such a loud noise that it broke her heart. Also grabbed it hard.

"George..." Gwen's voice was soft and sweet, a sound she didn't know she could make.

George looked up at her and grinned, revealing a set of perfectly aligned white teeth.Contrary to what he said, George looked at her innocently with his bright eyes flashing, without any sign of shrinking or shyness.He opened the small box, just like the time he invited Gwen to dance for the first time, and there was a pair of rings lying quietly inside. A medium-sized ruby, which matched Weasley's red hair, almost dazzled Gwen's eyes with its brilliant fire.

"I wish I could wear it." Gwen took a step back.She didn't dare to look into the innocent eyes of the energetic young man, otherwise she might have nodded by herself.

George wasn't too flustered, and even joked with Gwen, "Miss, are you just waiting for this day to get back at my reaction when I accepted your kiss?"

Gwen tangles her fingers and turns her back, feeling a mess in her heart.Then he was hugged by George from behind, his chin hurt Gwen's shoulders, and the hot air from his breath made his neck itchy.

"I'm not sure now is the right time..." Gwen said confusedly, "Garrick is still in the hands of the mysterious man, he is my only relative... I still have a year to graduate... I have to find a way Save him, I still want to help..." Gwen closed her eyes in despair, "Didn't Molly also say that it's too hasty to make a decision now—"

"But you and I are made for each other, so what are you waiting for?" George rounded off his mother's words. "Imagine it, Gwen. You don't have a handsome, smart and funny gentleman like me in your life in the future, oh-I can't accept the life without you."

Gwen turned around and wrapped her arms around George's waist, "You always say these sweet love words... But in fact, maybe we will always quarrel in the future, I will lose my temper with you, and you will think that I am getting fat and getting old. Yes, if we all have to set up shop in Diagon Alley, who's going to watch the kids?"

George rubbed his nose against Gwen's little nose, "If you've thought so far ahead, there's no reason to reject me, Gwen. And it's just an engagement, so treat it as a small addition to your chaotic life." A little promise, so you know I'm always there for you." He ran Gwen's arm and touched her hand, "Look, Gwen, it's just right on you. I've felt your fingers empty."

Before he knew it, the cunning George had put the ring on Gwen's left ring finger.

Gwen looked at the thin ring on her straight and white finger, and her eyes felt a little hot. "You have no chance to go back on your word, Mr. Mischief. Mind you, I'm a troublemaker."

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