The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

At the dinner table, brothers Eddie and the Weasleys quarreled over who was the best operator of Trollope's Divination House.

Scott himself was calm, enjoying the sideshow while eating.

However, he was actually a little surprised inside.

You know, Fred and George can talk.

In the past, they relied on the invincible tacit understanding between the twins and the unique trick of "you say something and I say something", and they were often invincible.

But this time they met their opponents.

Eddie, this kid, relied on his bad words to actually fight one against two without losing.

"Don't think you two are the only ones doing business."

Eddie raised his fleshy chin and looked askance at the twins.

"At the age of 4, I was already making money from other kids in the community!"

"us……"

George got stuck and turned to ask Fred.

"What did we do when we were 4 years old?"

Fred recalled, "We almost got Ron to make an Unbreakable Vow?"

"That was when we were 7 years old, and my father gave us a good beating," George said.

Fred nodded, "Since then, the left side of my butt has been different."

The two spoke loudly, causing bursts of laughter from the people around them.

Scott sensed that Ron, who was dining at another long table, had rushed over, and almost couldn't help laughing.

"Um……"

Fred thought about it again, blinked, and said another thing, "Then... turn Ron's teddy bear into a big spider?"

"We were 5 years old at the time."

George smiled, seeming to be caught up in the beautiful memory, "Oh, I still remember Ron's scream that almost broke his throat."

"I heard you! You two bastards!"

At this time, Ron was already standing behind the two of them, gnashing his teeth.

"Don't you have any repentance?"

His face looked extremely ugly.

"I'm your brother!"

Fred turned his head and looked at him with a smile, "Oh, dear little Luo Luo."

"We were just joking with you back then," George said. "A close brotherly joke."

"That's a big spider!"

Ron's face was livid and he jumped in anger.

"I was only 3 years old at that time! You two bastards!"

Fred's face immediately changed, "Come to think of it, it's all your fault, little Luo Luo."

"That's right." George nodded in agreement, "It was you who broke our toy broomstick first."

"you……"

The freckles on Ron's face were red and he seemed about to explode with anger.

He looked like he was going to fight the twins.

"Ron!"

At this time, Harry ran over and dragged Ron back.

"You actually took the initiative to come forward." Hermione said in disbelief, "This way, everyone will know that what they said is true."

Fred and George made faces at Ron from a distance.

"Look, Scott."

Eddie suddenly said loudly.

"Compared to these two troublemakers who only bully my younger brother, I am more reliable. You should choose me."

"Too sneaky, Eddie!"

Fred and George quit.

"We have a wide network of contacts and can attract more customers for you."

"Oh, we're at your service, Master Trollope, and we can even wash your socks!"

The two of them also started exchanging money verbally.

Eddie sneered, "Stop bragging, you can't even wash your own socks!"

"We are little experts at housework..."

Of course the twins didn't admit it.

At this time, Scott, who was finally full, put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"What do you think? Scott!"

"Say your choice, Master Trollope!"

The three people looked at Scott together.

At this time, even Roger, Milton, and the classmates who were listening to the quarrel looked over.

"of course……"

Scott gave a fake smile.

"...Choose no one."

"What?"

Eddie and the twins were dumbfounded.

"Who said I was going to do a divination house?" He wiped his mouth, "How can I have so much time?"

Immediately, he stood up.

When he stood up, he heard many regretful sighs coming from around him.

And, mostly from girls.

Sure enough, girls can't resist the charm of divination.

Scott smiled, looked at Eddie, and then at the twins.

"I'm full, you can eat slowly."

After saying that, he turned and left.

When passing by the Gryffindor table, Scott couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at Ron.

This look seemed to make Ron, who was already unhappy, look even more unhappy. He covered his head and let out a painful groan.

But poor Ron didn't notice that his best friend Harry was hunching his shoulders and snickering twitchingly at the corners of his mouth.

This was nothing, but Scott clearly saw...even Hermione, who always had a serious face, raised the corners of her mouth.

After Scott left the auditorium, he walked through the corridor and came to the courtyard to bask in the sun.

After a while, Eddie and the twins came over.

"Scott!" Eddie persuaded directly, "Are you really not thinking about it? I remember your parents went abroad. Maybe you need to earn more gold galleons yourself."

"That's right." Fred nodded in agreement, "You just need to take some time every day... no, every week."

"Why don't you quarrel?" Scott asked with a smile.

"We have decided to cooperate!"

Fred and George put their arms around Eddie's shoulders affectionately.

"I just said that I don't plan to open a fortune-telling house." Scott said, "But I didn't say that I won't make money from fortune-telling."

"What do you mean?"

The three people in front of him all widened their eyes.

"Divination is not a business."

Scott whispered.

"Think about it, a fortune-teller who makes money by opening a fortune-telling house, and a fortune-teller who needs your serious request to tell fortunes for you, which one would you believe?"

"Oh!"

The three of them opened their mouths wide.

Scott said again, "Which of these two fortune-tellers do you think sounds more respectable? More willing to spend money?"

"I see!"

The three nodded desperately.

"I understand! I know what to do!"

Eddie said thoughtfully.

"Although this is a business, we can't treat it as a business."

Fred rolled his eyes, "Master Trollope is unwilling to do divination easily, and he has to help reluctantly for the sake of our good friends."

"It seems that the number of divinations cannot be too many." George touched his chin, "We need to screen the students who need divinations to make the quotas precious."

"Very good." Scott smiled with relief, "It seems that you all know how to do it."

"Of course, please leave it to us with confidence."

The twins immediately saluted in a strange way, and Eddie followed suit.

Scott nodded, "Then let's talk about how to distribute the profits."