People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 198 Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes

Bill shrugged and raised his teacup to Afro nonchalantly.

"Fred, if George is caught by your father and me with anything to do with the Hocus Pocus, I will..." Mrs. Weasley took off her apron and threw it on the table, her tone a little scary.

The restaurant became extremely silent and no one dared to speak.

"Oh, Mom. Ron swallowed and whispered, "I want to show Harry and Aphrodite their rooms."

"Yes, yes, let's go see the room." Fred understood and agreed, holding Afro's wrist and preparing to take her out of the restaurant.

"Yes, we're going too." George took the girl's other hand and carefully slid past Mrs. Weasley.

"Don't move!" Mrs. Weasley looked at her two troublesome sons and yelled exhaustedly.

Fred and George stood there as usual, waiting for Mrs. Weasley's lesson, but Hermione, who had just entered the room, was frightened by the sudden shouting.

Crookshanks in her arms was extremely frightened. The hair on his tail stood up and he jumped on the ground and ran around.

Soon, the room became a mess.

"Let's go!" Fred and George took advantage of Mrs. Weasley chasing the kitten and hid Aphrodite between them and walked through the narrow corridor.

When they stepped onto the rickety third floor landing, the two boys did not stop in front of Ginny's room, but instead led her back to their room.

Harry, who followed closely behind, put his hand on the door that was about to close, and walked straight in without any fear of Fred's threatening eyes.

"This is our room. Ron lives on the fifth floor."

"I know." Harry's eyes were cold as he stared at them calmly, his tone steady.

"I'm worried about Afro staying alone in your room."

This time the reason is more straightforward.

Harry ruthlessly exposed the two people's little thoughts. George spread his hands indifferently, then lowered his head and whispered in Afro's ear that Harry was petty and had evil thoughts.

The slightly cool tip of his nose brushed against her neck, and Afro couldn't help but turn her head to avoid it.

"Don't talk nonsense." The slender and beautiful white fingertips poked George's cheek, and a small dimple appeared on his plump face. "You haven't told me about Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes yet."

George reached out and grabbed the naughty fingers that were playing tricks on his face, and squeezed them tightly in his palm. "You know, we have always wanted to open a store."

"But my mother has always been against it."

"Perhaps Aunt Molly thinks that the most important thing for you right now is your studies?" Afro touched George's head, rubbed Fred's head twice, and comforted him softly.

"You're right, sweetheart."

"Mom burned all our orders."

"Just because of our owl grades she was disappointed."

"She's been mad at you guys." Ron came in holding a furry owl.

The room became quiet once again, the birdsong outside the window became noisy, and occasionally the Weasleys' quarrel downstairs could be heard.

"Do you need our help? I mean about opening a shop." Afro bit her soft lips with her pearly teeth and seemed to have considered for a long time before speaking.

George looked at the girl who tilted her head to look at him, and suddenly laughed, "No need, sweetheart. This store is our foundation."

You can have your confidence.

Fred was not happy that Afro only looked at George. He held the girl's face and turned her around, looking down at her intently. "You don't need to worry about these. You just need to spend every day happily."

"These are what we should do." He blinked, revealing his white teeth.

"Okay, that's enough!" Harry stared at Fred's hand on the girl's cheek, his jawline tense. He directly slapped the offending paw with his hand.

"My dear, I said he was petty."

Fred pretended to be hurt by Harry's beating. He covered his hand with a grimace and looked at Afro eagerly.

Harry rolled his eyes. He didn't use much strength at all. Who on earth did Fred learn this trick from?

"Stop pretending!" Ron couldn't stand it any longer and took the lead in exposing Fred's little trick. "I saw you get blown up by a cauldron two days ago, and you were obviously laughing happier than anyone else at that time!"

Fred, who was just playing around and didn't expect that the person who would sabotage him would be his own brother, forgot the "pain" in his hand and widened his eyes in surprise.

How did little Ronnie become smart?