In order to cope with the final exam, the whole Hogwarts was enveloped in a tense atmosphere of revision, especially when it was learned that the wizards of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were also going to participate in the exam, the professors tacitly increased the amount of homework, and the young wizards felt that the exam must be far more difficult and intense than usual.

As a result, Hogwarts is now full of wizards holding books and wielding wands.

In such a tense atmosphere, Alan Shi walked out of the castle, and he thought of walking by the lake, and as he passed a remote classroom, "watch out for your back. Miss Gray poked her head out of the wall to warn as Alan heard a series of crackling sounds behind him, and he looked back to see a colorful field of fireworks flying towards his face.

Allen's wand slid into his hand in an instant, and with a quick wave of it twice, the colorful fireworks turned into black smoke, twisting in the air several times like a black snake and disappearing, and when he turned his head to thank the ghost of Ravenclaw's Academy, he found that the other party was gone.

"Alan, you're fine. George and Fred rushed over breathlessly, "I don't know why, this crackling colorful fireworks are out of control." It's good that you met you, otherwise we'd be in trouble. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that your fireworks are indeed a little less stable. Alan said, "You're doing research?"

"yes, we want to open a joke shop, like Jokowi, Fred and I are saving money for it, and we don't dare tell my mother that she has always wanted us to work in the Ministry of Magic. George was unusually embarrassed.

"That's a good idea, and you're going to be successful. Alan praised.

"Thank you. Fred nodded and George turned to leave.

"Fred - George - wait a minute. Eren suddenly stopped them.

The twins turned around.

"Have you ever considered finding someone to invest in?" Alan asked.

"What?" said Fred, stunned.

?“ If you want to open a joke shop like Jokowi, it's not enough to just develop interesting products, it's too inefficient to save your first start-up capital by doing odd jobs and saving pocket money. Alan pointed out the difficulties they are currently facing.

"But who would invest in a young wizard who hasn't graduated yet? That's not a small amount. Fred said frustratedly.

"Me. Alan pointed to his nose and said with a smile, "I'm willing to fund your continued invention, and I'm willing to invest in the joke shop you're about to start." ”

"But......" Fred hesitated, he knew that the Harris family had invested in a lot of industries recently, but he couldn't understand why Alan was willing to invest in the two of them student joke supply store, although he was confident that he could make money, but obviously compared to industries such as dragon farms, he made too little money.

Alan blinked, and he read the twins' thoughts as he had been releasing his thoughts lately, "I'm very optimistic about the invention of the two of you, and I think you have an extraordinary talent in this area. In addition, I am only responsible for the funds, and everything else is left to you, and I will not interfere. ”

Not only that, but what Alan didn't say was that although he knew that the joke shop would be a boom in many years, he actually wanted to take the opportunity to repair the Weasleys' estranged relationship over the past two years, and he had an idea over the summer that he needed the help of Arthur Weasley, who was good at modifying Muggle items.

"Thank you, Alan. George is grateful, recently, the Harris family's power has expanded rapidly, with such a huge industry but still willing to invest in their joke shop, it must be Alan who wants to help them, instinctively wanted to refuse, but it is too difficult for him and Fred to save enough money to open the store on their own, and they are also confident that they will not let Allen's investment go to waste, and it will definitely bring him enough returns.

"Take it," Alan pulled out a large bag of gold Galleons, "this could be used as your research funding in the near future, and the Harris family's advisors will contact you soon to sign a contract with you." ”

The twins stared at him blankly, it turned out that apart from the rumored Hermione, someone would really put so much money on them.

"Alan," George said softly, weighing the bag of gold coins in his hand, "thank you." ”

Fred nodded desperately beside him.

No matter how nervous the little wizards are, the final exams will come as promised. To the surprise of the little wizards, the difficulty of the exam did not increase as suddenly as the legend suggests, but it was not something that could be easily obtained with a high score.

For the wizards in the Allen Training Camp, this level of difficulty was completely difficult for them, most of them were originally top students, and now many of them were guaranteed to get all the O grades.

On this evening full of light-hearted pleasure, three sets of bucket-sized teacups and saucers sit on a wooden table in front of the fire in Hagrid's Cottage.

Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall sat in their chairs, talking to Hagrid with serious faces.

"Professor Dumbledore, thank you for trusting us, Olim and I will definitely win over the giants and won't let the Death Eaters succeed, but please ask Filch to help me feed the fried tail snails while I'm away, Ellen and his aunt managed to help me register them so that I can keep them legally. Hagrid said merrily, making tea, bringing a plate of rock skin cakes to everyone, and leaning back in his chair, his dark eyes full of seriousness.

Professor McGonagall looked at a large piece of rock skin cake in front of her with a puzzled expression, "You don't call her Madame Maxim anymore? She suddenly changed her usual seriousness and smiled at Hage.

While Hagrid was shy, they said goodbye to him and withdrew from the hut, the plates of rock loaf still on the table, while Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall strolled down the path, neither of them rushing back, but talking.

?“ Albus, what do you think of Alan...... Alan Harris ...... Professor McGonagall's mention of the name made Dumbledore pause, and McGonagall turned to face Dumbledore, "You should have noticed that this kid has shown great Dark Arts skills in the game, and his mastery of Dark Arts far exceeds that of many long-established Dark Wizards. And the students in the camp, is that kind of adoration for Eren familiar now, especially like the way Death Eaters used to look at mysterious people. And Alan has performed better than the mystery man, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best student Hogwarts has ever had. He has such a talent, if ...... I'm afraid that will cause far more harm than the mysterious man. And I, as his professor, had no idea how to guide him. ”

"I'm more worried about his family than I'm about Alan. Recently, Owen Harris has been purged in the Ministry of Magic, constantly putting wizards who are close to him on the throne. Alan wasn't Tom's kind of person, he could feel love. But what worries me the most...... It was his family who feared they would lead him down the wrong path. Dumbledore's slender fingers came together, his voice full of worry.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall. Suddenly, Luna stepped out of the shadows and interrupted Dumbledore's conversation with McGonagall.

A look of surprise flashed across Dumbledore's face, who had just been worried that Harris hadn't been able to spot Luna standing in the shadow.

"Miss Lovegood, why are you still on the edge of the Forbidden Forest? it's almost curfew, and if you don't go back, I'll guarantee Ravenclaw will be deducted points." Professor McGonagall's face stiffened.

"I'm just feeding Thestrals one last time before the holidays to eat what they want. Then Luna tilted her head to look at Dumbledore, and the moonlight shrouded her white face, which made Luna's face look a little blurry: "Professor Dumbledore, Alan has a family that cares about each other, is this lucky or bad luck for the others?"