Even though Mrs. Weasley disapproved of the careers of George and Fred, at this moment, like a child, she stared blankly at the dazzling store in front of her—

The left-hand display window is filled with a bewildering variety of merchandise, including spinners, blasters, flash cannons, bouncing balls, and scream sticks.

The display window on the right-hand side was covered with a huge poster, like the government's usual purple, but decorated with flashing yellow letters:

Life is too short

Come and have fun

Mrs. Weasley still couldn't seem to connect the brightly lit store in front of her with the small workshop that George and Fred were working on at the Burrow.

With Mrs. Weasley in a daze, everyone walked into the store led by Harry. It was so full of customers that Harry couldn't even get near the shelves.

He looked around and saw the box closest to the ceiling again: it was a flat snack box made in the last part of last semester.

Harry found that the nosebleed nougat was the most popular, and there was only one opened box left on the shelf.

There were whole boxes of prank wands out there, the cheapest of which turned into rubber chicks or a pair of underwear when they were swished.

The most expensive will hit the head or neck of an inattentive user.

There are also boxes of quills of different kinds, some that can refill themselves with ink, some that automatically check spelling, and some that can write snazzy answers.

One place was vacant among the crowd, and Harry pushed his way through the crowd to the counter—

There's a group of 10-year-olds watching a wooden figure rise slowly to the gallows, and the box reads: Reusable Executioner—

Cast a spell on it and it will swing!

"Magic for daydreaming."

Ginny managed to squeeze her way past a large booth near the counter and stood looking at some material behind a box containing a colorful drawing of a handsome young man and an enchanted **** the deck of a pirate ship.

"With a simple spell you can have a high-quality, utterly realistic, thirty-minute daydream that fits in a normal school curriculum and is not easily seen through, with effects ranging from deadpan to drooling. No Sold to people under the age of sixteen. Look!" Ginny turned to Harry and said, "This is really special magic!"

"Of course, sister." Fred appeared suddenly, and then said, "Come on, come on, Harry, I'm going to give you a special experience."

"A unique and special experience." Fred smiled mysteriously.

Harry left Ginny, who was being attracted by the "reusable executioner", and followed Fred to the back of the joke shop—

There, Harry saw a table of cards and rope tricks.

"Muggle magic tricks," said Fred gleefully, pointing to them, "for eccentric minded people like Daddy, you know, the ones who love Muggles. It's not very profitable, but Business is relatively steady. They're a great new thing... oh here comes George..."

Fred's twin actively shakes Harry's hand.

"Take him for a tour? Go to the back, Harry, that's where we really make money...Collectibles, you, and you have to pay more than a galleon!" George put his arm around Harry's shoulders, and then Almost immediately he focused on a little boy who was drawing something with his stylus: edible Dark Marks—they could make anyone uncomfortable!

"The things here are not free, you have to buy them when you touch them!" Fred said immediately, and put the Dark Lord Mark directly into the little boy's hand, "Especially this kind of food!"

After dealing with the little boy, George pushed back a curtain behind the Muggle Trap, and Harry saw a slightly darker but less crowded room.

The products are packaged, making the shelves look much neater.

"We tidied them up to make them look a little tidier," Fred said. "Also more interesting..."

"You don't know that there are so many people, even most of the Magic Federation...except for Tierra, they can't cast a decent shield spell." George said complainingly.

"Actually... we also thought the helmet was kind of ridiculous, you know, you wear it and you pick your friend to cast a spell on you, and then watch his face when the magic bounces off. But maybe it's because of the stunt of the war, the wizarding world The wizards have asked us to order at least 500 pieces! We still have a large order in hand!" George said.

"Guess what, there are even a lot of gringos who want to order these things from us." Fred added, "Although they have tried hard to cover it up, their weird way of using words Still exposed them."

"Foreigners?" Harry asked in surprise, "People from the United Magic Army?"

"I don't know," Fred said. "Of course, we talked to Bill about it."

"And then?" Harry asked.

"Bill and Tiera and Dumbledore have all said it," George said.

"Tierra said it could be sold, and hoped that we could open foreign markets."

"Then we developed new varieties such as protective cloaks, protective gloves..."

"Of course they can't block the Unforgivable Curse, but they can mitigate other moderate damage spells..."

"Now we feel like we've broken into the big world of defense against the dark arts, and it's such a lucrative business," George said enthusiastically. "That's cool, isn't it? Look! It's fast-acting dark powder, and we're in Peru Import this thing, it's handy to use when you're running away."

"Our trap detonator is slipping off the shelf, look!" Fred pointed to some weird-looking horn-like things that seemed to be scurrying away, "You just have to sneak it to the ground~ lightnovelpub.net~ It will slip out of sight and make a loud noise, which is convenient for you to divert other people's attention."

"Do you have outlets for these?" Harry asked. "Do you have outlets for foreigners?"

"Of course not." George and Fred said in unison, "We only exported protective hats for the time being..."

"And we pushed back the order for a month..." George said with a strange face, "You know, it's a war right now... We're afraid that our products will be used against us by those gringos, but..."

"But Tierra urged us to deliver as soon as possible." Fred said.

"Delivery as soon as possible?" Harry asked in surprise, "What is delivery as soon as possible?"

"Literally, and Tierra said..." George said, "He also said..."

"Those gringos give what they want, and these protective products can't protect their fragile hearts."

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