In a future that is about to die, George is receiving some guests as usual. Hogwarts is now in class, and the exam is due in two months, so the business of Weasley's Trick Shop is not very good.

　　 Most of the guests here are young wizards who have not yet reached school age. Their parents are also happy to see them come to Weasley's Trick Workshop. George, the wizards who have made a lot of contributions in the war, have a good reputation.

　　 That is, George only wants to open a trick shop, without any idea of ​​entering the Ministry of Magic, otherwise, even if he can't achieve the status of Minister of Magic like Hermione, his position will not be too low.

　　 Jingle ~ Another doorbell rang.

　　 "If you want to buy anything, you can write your comments on the notepad." George lowered his head to calculate the price of the products they bought for the children in front of him, and said hello by the way.

A few minutes later, the last little wizard who came in went around the shop, and then he didn’t buy anything. He bowed his head and walked to a short distance in front of the counter. His hood covered his face, making him a little mysterious. temperament.

　　 "Boss, are there any new products?" The wizard said in a low voice.

　　 Although the other party's voice has been processed, George can still hear that this is a minor, and besides, it seems a bit familiar.

　　 "Excuse me, I have been busy these days, there are no new products..." George said, looking up at the man, and he remembered whose familiar voice belongs to him.

　　 "Boss, make a suggestion. If you can't even come up with an idea for a new product, how about closing the shop?" the wizard continued.

　　'S words directly angered the other little wizards in front of the counter, turned around and looked at the guy with the hidden head and exposed tail, and directly prepared to scold him.

　　 "Fred... is that you? Fred?" George said in disbelief, his words trembled, and the only thing he was afraid of was that this was a dream woven by the compound decoction.

"Long time no see, George." Fred simply lifted his hood and said with a smile. Outsiders can't recognize the two brothers, but it is not difficult for them to recognize each other, even if one is old, the other is still young.

　　 We have always been the same age, but you are several years older than me now, but we still meet.

　　 George used his hands and feet together and jumped out from the counter. At this moment, he had forgotten that he still had his wand and his identity as a wizard.

　　 After running in front of Fred, George stretched out his hands and hugged him tentatively. His hands passed directly through Fred, only feeling a faint chill.

　　 In an instant, George’s tears fell, "Fred, you have become a ghost. Did I make you reluctant to go on?"

　　 "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

　　 George fell to his knees, crying loudly for the first time in a long time.

　　 Fred put his arms around George, as if he was comforting George.

　　 Just then, another George walked in from the door, waved to the little wizards, motioned for them to leave, and generously gave them all the things they chose for free.

　　 After everyone left, George reached out and turned the sign at the door, close to the outside.

After entering the door again, little George walked past the crying George with a smile on his mouth, and walked to the back of the trick shop. There were many products he hadn’t seen before, some of which were just an idea on George’s side. , It has now been realized.

Fred stood on the spot for a few minutes to comfort him, watching George didn't mean to stop, and reached out to wipe the tears from his face, "George, what's up? Get up, I'll accompany you to set off the fireworks, you Why don't you cry here?"

　　 George was taken aback. He didn't tell anyone about the fireworks. Why would Fred's ghost know?

"Fred, will I be so rich in the future?! Putting one firework into the water doesn't hurt at all!" Little George looked at the dozen or so boxes of fireworks placed in the corner, and couldn't help sighing. .

　　 George turned his head slowly and looked at little George who was reading the manual in excitement. He felt that he might be dreaming. If Fred is a ghost, who is this? Your own ghost? Sure enough, this is still a dream, a best dream.

　　 "There is no dream, George, you will always be like this. When you get dazzled by things, you think you are dreaming." Fred backed his hands and tried to pretend to be a little adult.

　　 Little George turned his head and rolled his eyes, "Aren't you, too, after discovering the map of the live point, you dreamed two more days than I did."

　　 "Let’s meet again, although we have known each other since birth, Fred Weasley, Hogwarts student." Fred reached out and said.

　　 George stretched out his hand and gave a virtual shook, opened his mouth, as if he had many questions to ask.

"It's not a fake, it's not a dream, it's not a ghost, it's not a compound soup." Little George answered all the questions in George's heart without turning his head back, "We do come from the past, but we should be a few years younger. "

"If you want to hear, I can explain it to you slowly, but the premise is to get up from the ground first, okay? You make me feel that not only did I not grow tall in the next few years, but I was also amputated." Fred scratched. Scratched his head and said.

　　 It’s not that Fred doesn’t want to pull George up, but the strength and sturdiness of his body is linked to magic power. The source of magic power was a few years ago, so let’s not talk about pulling people up. uukanshu.com is struggling to push the door.

　　George is like a puppet, what Fred says he does, as long as this is not a dream scene can continue, so he can do anything.

Ten minutes later, when Fred’s side of the five chapters and forty chapters of Ivy’s Adventures just opened, the door of the trick shop was slammed open, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Came in hastily.

　　 As soon as the little wizards who had been invited by little George told their parents, someone immediately notified Hermione, and then Hermione took Ron and Harry, who had just met, and rushed over.

　　 After all, this thing sounds like George’s weakness has been exploited.

　　 "Hey, Harry, Hermione, uh... long time no see, and Ron, you..." Fred beckoned.

　　 "Wow, Ron, you are so tall." Little George jumped out and interrupted Fred.

　　 "I saw it first."

　　 "I said it first."

　　 Ron looked at the two familiar and unfamiliar people. He was a little confused for a while. He couldn't believe his eyes, "You are..."

　　 "I'm Fred." The corner of George's mouth curled up.

　　 "I'm George." Fred said immediately.

　　 A perfect match, just like ever, a little prank that never goes out of style.

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