Author: Muduoduomu

The original story page: http/onebook.php?novelid=3415654

Chapter 60. Lovely children

Black house seemed to have been completely bombed.

There was strange vomit on the carpet, and the portraits on the wall were swearing, because they had just been attacked by the Whiz-bangs, which was a gadget invented by Fred and George, who insisted it was "harmless".

"It's like a cannon bomb!" Fred's eyes danced.

"But safer than that! We always attached great importance to the safety." George repeated.

"It will fly around! With a long tail of fire."

"You can't use a spell on it. The vanishing spell doesn't work, or it will split."

"We imagined a lot..."

After an... unexpected and surprising birthday party, Harry and his friends had a good time.

However, the house suffered a disaster.

There were traces of the party everywhere.

"What's this?" Sirius Black looked at the candy in his hand. It had yellow and blue colors, looked harmless and no different from ordinary candy, while it might dye your tongue and face.

"Oh, this is another product, the Skiving Snackbox!" Fred was a little embarrassed, "we thought it would be very popular."

Sirius opened his mouth and put a candy in it. George and Fred quickly stopped him, "no, no, no! There's a little trick to take this candy."

Fred thought they should confess first: "This is the Puking Pastilles, we have just developed it. The formula has been verified, it's very safe."

Sirius thought of the misery of the living room carpet. "You know, both Kreacher and Dobby are crying. It's going to take a long time for them to clean up the house and restore it to its original state."

Fred and George vied for apologies.

"We are very, very sorry!"

"We're terribly sorry!"

"But you know what," Sirius raised his eyebrows, "I love your ideas!"

Fred and George exchanged a surprise look.

"I reckon, I'll invest in your store. Let me see, I think we can sign a contract."

The flash came upon Fred, "shall we have Hermione when we sign the contract?"

George also said, "yes, we'll have Hermione as our advisor."

"Of course, no problem," said Sirius with a smile, "I believe in her, too."

On the Hogwarts Express, Fred and George couldn't help showing off their success and began to promote their shop on the train — although it hadn't opened yet, they could enjoy VIP discount if booked now!

"So, you read the contract for them?" Della asked Hermione.

She nodded. "Sirius is very shrewd, very much! I suspect it's a part of his family's education. There were many pitfalls in the contract. Of course, I have picked them out, don't worry. Otherwise, Fred and George would be servants working for the Black family, instead of being the owners of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes."

Harry was surrounded by people, even if he merely went to the hallway to buy a cake. Everyone heard about his birthday party, he and Ron struggled to pushed their ways through the crowd with their lunch in their arms.

"I thought they would tear us to pieces." Ron said in alarm, "you can't imagine how many people want to be friends with him."

Hermione: "I think it was?" Ron: "No! They all want to be invited to his birthday party, and some ask him if there will be another party at Christmas!"

Harry's hair was even more disordered, he was obviously frightened a lot: "I always thought I was flashy for the savior."

Ginny: "You'll be flashier when you become the rich savior."

She also sat in this carriage this year, it is said that because of a quarrel with her boyfriend.

"I'm here, and Dean doesn't dare come." Ginny said.

Ron whispered to Harry, "I'm going to beat him up!" Dean Thomas shared a bedroom with them. "How dare he cheat my sister!" Harry told him to calm down. "Ginny has grown up. You had a girlfriend at her age, too."

Speaking of Lavender, which made Ron a lot depressed.

They got off the train, went into Hogwarts, until they sat at the dinner table, Harry, the rich savior, still attracted most of the attention.

"I'm so happy to have Harry," Della whispered to Fred.

Fred also replied her in a low voice, "you should be thankful that they all graduated."

Della thought of Bill and Charlie, nodded in agreement. She didn't know much about the Weasley's two sons before, while after this matter, she found out that they were the enlarged version of Fred and George. But unfortunately, Fred was just like Ron in front of them, and he could only be kicked.

If they were still at school, the secret of she and Fred was not going to keep a second.

She intimidated Dick with a menace of never growing another hair in his life, which would make him keep his mouth shut.

"I hope no one in your family leaks it." She said.

Fred: "I'd threatened Ron. If he dares to say it, I'm sure the whole Hogwarts will know he's still wetting his bed when he's seven."

"Really?" Della asked immediately.

Fred nodded. "Do you want to know anything else?"

Della was full of curiosity when the first-year students came in.

Hannah Bush was in the front row. As soon as she came in, she looked around timidly. Dick sat near the door, when he saw her, he stood up and raised his fist to the little boy beside her: "Stay away from my sister, kid!"

Della also waved to Hannah and encouraged her: "Don't worry, it's all right!"

Fred said to Della, "I think Hannah will be a Hufflepuff."

Della nodded. "That's what my family thinks."

The first-years gathered at the long table, the professors took their seats one after another.

It turned out that Professor Moody's position was empty.

"I heard from dad, Professor Moody was still in St. Mungo." Fred said.

There quickly rose a discussion on the long table. "Is he getting worse?"

"That's too bad. We're going to have another professor this year."

"I hope he's a pushover."

At this time, a familiar figure came out of the small door, went to the long table and sat down, he nodded to the professor around, then looked excitedly at Gryffindor's long table and waved to Harry and them.

Harry screamed: "Sirius!"

Della was stunned.

Has Harry's godfather ever been a professor?

She looked at headmaster Dumbledore, hoped she could get a hint from him.

Was that because what she said to him?

But the headmaster didn't have time to look down. He was talking to Professor Snape.

His face was worse than ever.

"You know," Dumbledore whispered, "I need to choose absolutely credible people, in this case, there are not many."

Snape said rudely in a low voice, "and because he will die this year, so you have to put him under your nose, is it?" Dumbledore nodded with a smile. "Maybe you'd like to watch him for me?"

Snape touched his wand: "If you authorize me to use the necessary means when necessary..."

Dumbledore thought for a moment, nodded, but then warned him: "Only when necessary, Severus. You know what I mean."

Snape said humbly, "of course, Mr. President." But then he gave a smug smile.

Dumbledore let go of this little problem and looked down. On Gryffindor's long table, Harry was waving to Sirius, while Della was obviously in doubt.

Both of them were extraordinary, but they were never complacent.

Lovely children.