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Chapter 335 Timeless Prank
Chapter 335 Timeless Prank
In a certain future that is about to be shattered, George received some guests as usual, Hogwarts is currently in class, and the exam will be due in two months, so the business of Weasley's Wheezes is not very good.
Most of the guests who came now were young wizards who had not yet reached the school age, and their parents were also happy to see them come to Weasley's Wheezes. Wizards like George who had made a lot of contributions in the war had a good reputation.
That is to say, George only wanted to open a magic workshop and had no intention of entering the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, even if he couldn't achieve the position of Minister of Magic like Hermione, his position would not be so low.
Dingling~ Another doorbell rang.
"If you want to buy anything, you can write it down in the notepad." George bowed 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 walked around the store, then didn't buy anything, and walked not far from the counter with his head down. His face was covered by the hood, making him a bit mysterious. temperament.
"Boss, don't you have any new products?" The wizard said in a low voice.
Although the other party's voice has been processed, George can still tell that this is a minor, and in addition, it seems a little familiar.
"Sorry, I've been busy recently, and there are no new products." George said and looked up at the person, and he remembered who the familiar voice belonged to.
"Boss, please make a suggestion. If you can't even come up with an idea for a new product, how about closing the store?" The wizard continued.
These words directly annoyed the other little wizards in front of the counter, and turned to look at the guy who was hiding his head and showing his tail, and was about to start scolding.
"Is that you, Fred? Fred?" George said a little incredulously, his words trembling. The only thing he was afraid of now was that this was a dream woven by compound potion.
"Long time no see, George." Fred simply lifted his hood and said with a smile. The two brothers could not be recognized by outsiders, 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 now several years older than me, but we still meet.
Using both hands and feet, George jumped out of the counter. At this moment, he had forgotten that he still had a wand and that he was a wizard.
After darting in front of Fred, George stretched out his hands and embraced him tentatively. His hands passed directly through Fred's body, only feeling a slight chill.
In an instant, George's tears fell, "Fred, you have become a ghost, am I the reason why you don't want to continue walking?"
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault"
George dropped to his knees, crying for the first time in a long time.
Fred put his arms around George, as if to comfort George.
At this moment, another George came in from the door, waved to the little wizards, motioned them to leave, and generously gave them all the things they chose for free.
After everyone left, Little George stretched out his hand and turned the sign at the door so that close was facing outward.
After entering the door again, little George walked past the crying George with a smile on his lips, and walked to the back of the magic workshop, where there were many products he had never seen before, some of which were just an idea for little George , has now been realized.
Fred stood there and comforted him for a few minutes. Seeing that George hadn't stopped, he reached out and wiped away the tears on his face, "George, what are you doing, get up, I'll accompany you to set off the fireworks, you Why are you crying here?"
George froze for a moment, he didn't tell anyone about the fireworks, why would Fred's ghost know?
"Fred, so I will be so rich in the future?! Put the fireworks one by one into the water, it doesn't feel bad at all!" Little George looked at the dozen or so large boxes of fireworks in the corner, and couldn't help sighing. .
George turned his head slowly, looking at little George excitedly flipping through the manual, feeling that he might be dreaming, if Fred is a ghost, then who is this?own ghost?Sure enough, this is still a dream, the best dream.
"I'm not dreaming, George, you'll always be like this, and you'll feel like you're dreaming whenever something gets you into your head." Fred put his hands behind his back, trying to put on the appearance of a young adult.
Little George turned his head and rolled his eyes, "Aren't you the same? After discovering the Marauder's Map, you dreamed two days longer than I did."
"Let's get to know each other again, although we have known each other since birth, Fred Weasley, a Hogwarts student." Fred stretched out his hand and said.
George awkwardly stretched out his hand and shook it, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask a lot of questions.
"It's true, it's not a dream, it's not a ghost, and it's not Polyjuice Potion." Little George answered all the questions in George's mind without turning his head, "We do come from the past, but we should be a few years younger. "
"If you want to listen, 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 will I not grow taller in the next few years, but I will also be amputated." Fred scratched scratched his head and said.
It's not that Fred doesn't want to pull George up, but the strength and firmness of his body now are linked to the magic power, and the source of the magic power passed a few years ago.
George is like a marionette, he will do whatever Fred says, as long as this dream can continue, he can do whatever he wants.
Ten minutes later, when Fred's five chapters and forty chapters of Ivy's Adventures had just started, the door of the theater was pushed open with a slam, and Harry, Hermione, and Ron Hastily walked in.
As soon as the little wizards who were invited away by Little George told their parents about the matter, Hermione was notified immediately, and then Hermione rushed over immediately, pulling Ron and Harry who had just met.
After all, it sounded like George's weakness was being exploited.
"Hey, Harry, Hermione, long time no see, and Ron, you." Fred waved.
"Wow, Ron, you're 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, and was a little confused for a moment. He couldn't believe his eyes, "You are"
"I'm Fred." George's mouth curled up.
"I'm George." Fred said afterward.
Fits perfectly, just as it once did, a little prank that never goes out of style.
Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, ask for investment, ask for rewards, ask for subscriptions, ask for everything.
(End of this chapter)
In a certain future that is about to be shattered, George received some guests as usual, Hogwarts is currently in class, and the exam will be due in two months, so the business of Weasley's Wheezes is not very good.
Most of the guests who came now were young wizards who had not yet reached the school age, and their parents were also happy to see them come to Weasley's Wheezes. Wizards like George who had made a lot of contributions in the war had a good reputation.
That is to say, George only wanted to open a magic workshop and had no intention of entering the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, even if he couldn't achieve the position of Minister of Magic like Hermione, his position would not be so low.
Dingling~ Another doorbell rang.
"If you want to buy anything, you can write it down in the notepad." George bowed 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 walked around the store, then didn't buy anything, and walked not far from the counter with his head down. His face was covered by the hood, making him a bit mysterious. temperament.
"Boss, don't you have any new products?" The wizard said in a low voice.
Although the other party's voice has been processed, George can still tell that this is a minor, and in addition, it seems a little familiar.
"Sorry, I've been busy recently, and there are no new products." George said and looked up at the person, and he remembered who the familiar voice belonged to.
"Boss, please make a suggestion. If you can't even come up with an idea for a new product, how about closing the store?" The wizard continued.
These words directly annoyed the other little wizards in front of the counter, and turned to look at the guy who was hiding his head and showing his tail, and was about to start scolding.
"Is that you, Fred? Fred?" George said a little incredulously, his words trembling. The only thing he was afraid of now was that this was a dream woven by compound potion.
"Long time no see, George." Fred simply lifted his hood and said with a smile. The two brothers could not be recognized by outsiders, 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 now several years older than me, but we still meet.
Using both hands and feet, George jumped out of the counter. At this moment, he had forgotten that he still had a wand and that he was a wizard.
After darting in front of Fred, George stretched out his hands and embraced him tentatively. His hands passed directly through Fred's body, only feeling a slight chill.
In an instant, George's tears fell, "Fred, you have become a ghost, am I the reason why you don't want to continue walking?"
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault"
George dropped to his knees, crying for the first time in a long time.
Fred put his arms around George, as if to comfort George.
At this moment, another George came in from the door, waved to the little wizards, motioned them to leave, and generously gave them all the things they chose for free.
After everyone left, Little George stretched out his hand and turned the sign at the door so that close was facing outward.
After entering the door again, little George walked past the crying George with a smile on his lips, and walked to the back of the magic workshop, where there were many products he had never seen before, some of which were just an idea for little George , has now been realized.
Fred stood there and comforted him for a few minutes. Seeing that George hadn't stopped, he reached out and wiped away the tears on his face, "George, what are you doing, get up, I'll accompany you to set off the fireworks, you Why are you crying here?"
George froze for a moment, he didn't tell anyone about the fireworks, why would Fred's ghost know?
"Fred, so I will be so rich in the future?! Put the fireworks one by one into the water, it doesn't feel bad at all!" Little George looked at the dozen or so large boxes of fireworks in the corner, and couldn't help sighing. .
George turned his head slowly, looking at little George excitedly flipping through the manual, feeling that he might be dreaming, if Fred is a ghost, then who is this?own ghost?Sure enough, this is still a dream, the best dream.
"I'm not dreaming, George, you'll always be like this, and you'll feel like you're dreaming whenever something gets you into your head." Fred put his hands behind his back, trying to put on the appearance of a young adult.
Little George turned his head and rolled his eyes, "Aren't you the same? After discovering the Marauder's Map, you dreamed two days longer than I did."
"Let's get to know each other again, although we have known each other since birth, Fred Weasley, a Hogwarts student." Fred stretched out his hand and said.
George awkwardly stretched out his hand and shook it, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask a lot of questions.
"It's true, it's not a dream, it's not a ghost, and it's not Polyjuice Potion." Little George answered all the questions in George's mind without turning his head, "We do come from the past, but we should be a few years younger. "
"If you want to listen, 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 will I not grow taller in the next few years, but I will also be amputated." Fred scratched scratched his head and said.
It's not that Fred doesn't want to pull George up, but the strength and firmness of his body now are linked to the magic power, and the source of the magic power passed a few years ago.
George is like a marionette, he will do whatever Fred says, as long as this dream can continue, he can do whatever he wants.
Ten minutes later, when Fred's five chapters and forty chapters of Ivy's Adventures had just started, the door of the theater was pushed open with a slam, and Harry, Hermione, and Ron Hastily walked in.
As soon as the little wizards who were invited away by Little George told their parents about the matter, Hermione was notified immediately, and then Hermione rushed over immediately, pulling Ron and Harry who had just met.
After all, it sounded like George's weakness was being exploited.
"Hey, Harry, Hermione, long time no see, and Ron, you." Fred waved.
"Wow, Ron, you're 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, and was a little confused for a moment. He couldn't believe his eyes, "You are"
"I'm Fred." George's mouth curled up.
"I'm George." Fred said afterward.
Fits perfectly, just as it once did, a little prank that never goes out of style.
Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, ask for investment, ask for rewards, ask for subscriptions, ask for everything.
(End of this chapter)
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