Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 244 Kids, this is not funny

Molly was worried about these conflicting opinions.

Of course she hopes her child can make progress, but she hopes even more that her child can be less tired.

This is the love of all parents in the world.

After sitting at the Weasley's house for a while, the Malfoys said goodbye.

After all, Mr. Weasley wouldn't be back for a while, and the two of them didn't fit in at the Burrow.

Of course, when they left, they did not take Draco with them, but simply informed him, "I'll ask Dobby to send you clothes," and then left the Burrow.

"Your mother doesn't want you anymore," Fred whispered.

"You're talking nonsense!" Draco raised his head indignantly.

"So is your dad." George gloated on the side.

Draco:…

Then, the twins received a frying pan blow from Molly.

"Don't be so rude!" Molly glared at them, "They just let Mr. Malfoy and Harry go back to the Black Mansion together!"

This is true. Narcissa originally planned to let the child go back, but Lucius said that the child should stay with Harry and learn more useful spells when he has nothing to do.

Narcissa changed her stance in an instant. After all, in today's dangerous wizarding world, it was good to learn some life-saving skills from a legendary wizard.

In the evening, Arthur also returned to the Burrow, followed by a depressed Percy.

"What's wrong with you?" Molly asked Percy with concern.

Percy said nothing, but just kept his head down, as if thinking about something.

When he lowered his head, he was muttering to himself and looked like he was in a trance.

"Nothing, just a little episode." Arthur whispered. After Percy returned to his room and closed the door, he continued, "Unlike what he expected, old Barty Crouch didn't like him very much, at least he didn't express it at the first time... I can even feel that he is a little unhappy."

"Why?" Molly frowned and asked, "After all, Percy is also an outstanding graduate who received twelve 'O's. Why would he feel unhappy?"

"Perhaps it's because of his son." Arthur said, "Young Bartlett was a Ravenclaw with twelve Os, but what happened? Didn't he still join the mysterious man? - Old Bartlett was almost the Minister of Magic, but this happened and Fudge took the cake..."

"Is there such a story?" Sirius asked with interest: "Before I went to prison, I heard that old Barty handled many Death Eater cases and almost became the Minister of Magic..."

"What can I say about that?" Arthur said cheerfully, "Anyway... at least this isn't a bad thing, right?"

He quickly changed the subject and said, "Okay, Sirius - the Quidditch World Cup is coming soon. Do you plan to watch the game with us? I have invited Mr. Granger, Hermione's father. He is very interested in such a lively event... You know, as the parent of a young wizard, he has the privilege of not having his memory erased."

"I don't mind coming together." Sirius turned around to look at Harry who was chatting with Cassandra, "But there are a lot of us, so we need a private room instead of squeezing together outside."

Arthur slapped his head when he heard what Sirius said.

He is rich now. Life is very different from the past. He is no longer the poor family that had to split a penny in half to spend.

"You're right, Sirius." Arthur nodded quickly and said, "Let me ask Ludo Bagman. He has a way - yes, he promised me that he can get the tickets..."

'Ludo Bagman?' It sounded familiar to Sirius.

"Oh, he used to be a batsman for the Wimbourne Wasps." Arthur introduced Ludo Bagman to Sirius. "It was around the time you were imprisoned. After he retired, he came to the Ministry of Magic and is now the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Games."

"So that's how it is." Sirius nodded in understanding. "In that case, it seems he really wasn't bragging - or if you have time, you can introduce someone to me, so we can sit down and talk about the box together."

"Okay." Arthur nodded in response.

"If I remember correctly," Fred asked George with his head down, "Percy should be preparing to pass the exam? You know, the Apparition exam - he has reached the age. I saw him muttering about this at dinner yesterday... I guess he was thinking about this because he lowered his head."

"Does Apparition require an exam?" Draco asked with interest.

"Oh, yes," Arthur said, sitting on a chair nearby. "Your father should have told you about it. One day, the Department of Magical Transportation fined two people because they Apparated without a certificate. It's not an easy thing to do. If you don't do it right, you will get into trouble. It's very annoying - the two people I mentioned ended up with their heads and bodies separated."

"Separation?" Draco asked curiously.

"They left half of their bodies behind," Arthur said, picking up the teapot from the table beside him and pouring a lot of tea into the cups. "So, naturally, they're pinned there, unable to move on either side, and have to wait for the Contingency Reversal Team to deal with it. I tell you, it means a lot of paperwork, and those Muggles saw the fragments of their bodies left behind..."

"I hope they're okay," Sirius gloated.

"Of course they are fine, but they have been severely fined. I don't think they will act rashly again." At this point, Arthur turned around and said to everyone very seriously: "Children, you must not take Apparition as a joke. Many adult wizards don't want to cause this trouble. They would rather use a broom - although it is slower, it is safer."

Is a broom safe? But compared to Apparition, it is indeed safe.

After staying at the Burrow for one night, the group returned to the Black Mansion.

This time, the Weasley twins and Draco followed.

When they reached the door, Sirius was about to open it, but suddenly turned back and reminded: "Yes, you - you have to be careful. My mother solidified her portrait on the wall with a permanent sticking spell. I hope you won't be scared. She is just a portrait now."

"Don't worry, Sirius." The twins said with a chuckle, "It's still unclear who will scare whom."

Although Sirius had only been in the school for half a year, he had also experienced the Weasley twins' whimsical ideas. Well... there was nothing wrong with that, they didn't necessarily scare each other.

As soon as they opened the door, they saw Walburga Black sleeping in a nightcap in the portrait.

After feeling the sunlight hitting her face, Walburga opened his eyes in annoyance.

When she saw it was Sirius, she just mumbled something and yawned.

Sirius then remembered that his mother's temper was much better now, and she was no longer the person who would fight with anyone she saw.

Walburga saw through the identities of these "pure-blood traitors" from the Weasley family at a glance.

But the problem was that Harry Potter had a good relationship with these Weasleys, so Walburga turned a blind eye.

However, when she saw a platinum-colored head mixed in the crowd, she was obviously very satisfied.

It's so recognizable that you can tell at first glance that it's definitely a Malfoy.

After exchanging a few simple greetings with Draco, Walburga went back to sleep.

"All right, kids." Sirius raised his hand like a child king, "Go choose your own room - I mean those rooms without names on the house numbers. Some rooms are already occupied, such as Harry and Ron -"

"Okay Sirius!"

The Weasley twins said, looked at each other and ran away.

As he ran, he did not forget to shout: "Hurry up, or the good ones will be picked up by others!"

Hearing his words, Draco also became anxious and ran after him.

No one wants to pick up what others have left, no matter what they do.

During dinner, Fred and George came up to Sirius with shy eyes and took out a bunch of colorful candies from their pockets.

"Is this another one of your prank props?" Sirius picked up a piece of candy with interest. "I remember that your quick-acting skipping candy was pretty good... Tell me, what are their uses?"

"Fat Tongue Toffee." The twins looked at each other and said in unison, "After eating it, it can make your tongue swell—"

"Kids, this is not funny." Sirius put down the candy: "You should know that a swollen tongue can cause suffocation. There is nothing wrong with the prank itself, but if it involves human life..."

"Of course we know." The Weasley twins said quickly, "Don't worry, Sirius, there is nothing wrong with this candy - at least you won't die from a swollen tongue. When we were researching prank props, we were experimenting next to Madam Pomfrey's hospital bed..."

"You're so close to the school hospital, are you worried something might happen to you?" Sirius looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

The twins nodded together and joked that even though they enjoyed playing pranks, they didn't want anyone to die.

"These little gadgets are good." Sirius picked up a piece of candy, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth under the admiring gaze of the twins: "It tastes good too, um... let me see the effect..."

As he spoke, Sirius' tongue began to swell up rapidly and hung out, as if it had been soaked in water for several days.

He was speechless, but that didn't stop him from giving a thumbs up.

After a while, the effect of the prank wore off.

"I should admit that this little gadget is really good." Sirius laughed and praised, "If I didn't know your grades in school, I would definitely advise you to use your energy to develop this new gadget instead of wasting it on studying."

"But mom thinks we are just tinkering with some useless stuff." Fred spread his hands and said helplessly, "She confiscated our raw materials yesterday. If we hadn't agreed to hide some of the Fat Tongue Toffees, all these candies would have been confiscated by her."

"Yes, Mom hopes that we can study hard instead of studying useless things all day long." George also echoed: "She hopes that we can find a proper job like Bill or Charlie, such as being a curse breaker in Gringotts in Egypt, or raising dragons in Romania..."

"But this is not the only way out, children." Sirius spread his hands and said, "Perhaps that kind of lifestyle is what Molly wants, but it is not what you like. Believe me, I know best what it feels like to be forced by your parents to do something you don't like."

Sirius continued, "In fact, it's not bad to open a store in Diagon Alley and sell your little gadgets. I know you were very popular in school, and many people bought your products... Maybe after you graduate, you can do related work in this field?"

"This……"

The twins were obviously moved, mischief was their soul.

Compared to doing boring work where they can see the end of their life at a glance, they yearn for this unrestrained freedom more.

"Believe me." Sirius said, "Zonko's Joke Shop hasn't updated its products for a long time. I can't remember when they last updated their products. Maybe it was fifteen years ago? Twenty years ago? At least when we were in school, they were already selling the things they have now, and it hasn't changed for all these years."

"Prank products need to be constantly iterated. If you keep relying on the same old stuff, everyone will get tired of it one day." Sirius concluded, "So this market needs you right now. Don't worry about Molly's opinion. As long as you make achievements and let her see that she can live a good life without working, that's enough."

"You're right, Sirius." The twins' eyes gradually became firm, and it was obvious that they had been completely convinced by Sirius.

In fact, they had this idea before, but Sirius' words just catalyzed their thoughts.

"Then we need to save money now." Fred said with a smile, "But fortunately, we have saved a lot from selling prank products over the years - thanks to Harry's advice two years ago... At least the rent is enough, so... our next goal is the principal."

"Come on!" George's eyes were burning with fire. "Maybe we can promote our pranks during this World Cup, what do you think, Fred?"

"That's right!" Fred patted George's shoulder heavily. "Let wizards all over the world see the magic tricks of the Weasley brothers from Britain!"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)