Not only canary cookies, but also biting hats were sold out.

This is the sales strategy that the twins and Rig discussed together: open the market with small cookies and find like-minded people who like to play pranks; Then use a more expensive biting hat to explore the market's acceptance of pranks.

Delicious and fun little biscuits, relatively easy to accept.

The Twins' performance in the auditorium was beyond Rig's expectations, and he was willing to give the show an "O".

If the twins can go to Rig's previous life, he has no doubt that these two can become big anchors or grandma masters.

It is very good to mobilize the atmosphere.

At dinner the next day, Rig mysteriously called the twins aside,

He had been waiting for them in the auditorium for a long time.

Fred looked nervously at the envelope in Rig's hand, his Adam's apple scrolling up and down without saying a word.

George looked at his brother, then at Rig.

Originally, he was not nervous, but now he is starting to George.

George walked over with his hands and feet, nearly tripping Fred.

Rig opened the letter in front of the twins, which he had read a long time ago.

George and Fred's eyes kept moving from side to side with Rig's hand, and they were so curious that their work would be liked by anyone.

Even if the little wizard in the auditorium responded enthusiastically yesterday, it was not necessarily that anyone would actually order it.

Enthusiasm and consumption are two different things.

The twins remember their dreams.

If at the beginning they just hoped that they would have someone to play their pranks, now their dream is to save money to open their own prank merchandise store.

George was about to urge the addicted Rig to give them Kangkang.

Rig flipped over the letter inside and said, "Congratulations, it's all sold out!" ”

Fred listened to Rig's congratulations and looked at Nigel's complaints on the letter, feeling that his feelings were very complicated.

Happy, happy.

Why is it still a little salty?

Fred rubbed his eyes and absolutely refused to admit that he was crying.

George stared blankly at the words on the letter, and the familiar English became so unfamiliar.

Sold out, what sold out?

Rig's congratulations seemed to come from afar.

It took a long time for George to come out of the buffer state of the pig's brain overload, yelling, and pulling Fred in a circle in celebration.

Their ideas can really sell for money!

After quietly waiting for the celebration of the twins for a while, Rig waved his hand and said, "The good news is over, it's time for the bad news." ”

George and Fred's heads twisted in an instant, and George replied, "Is this your prank?" ”

It was the most heart-breaking prank George could have imagined.

Fred also had mixed tastes, and his eyes, which were still a little moist just now, dried out all of a sudden.

Rig shook his head, "Don't forget, there's a week and a half of final exams to go." And now ......"

Rig shook the envelope in his hand, "Remember what you said, if it sells out, how much will it be replenished every week?" ”

George and Fred looked at each other.

Of course they remember this, isn't it 30 plates of small biscuits and 15 biting hats a week, hahaha, hahaha, woo......

Fred was going crazy, and when they devised this replenishment strategy, they just said it casually.

Selling half of them in a week is the best-case scenario they expected.

According to the calculation of selling half of them, they can make 10 plates of small biscuits and 5 hats per week to meet the market demand, and it will not exceed demand.

"It takes half an hour for a plate of cookies to bake." Fred muttered to himself.

And that's not even plus the time he had time attaching the Canary Transfiguration Charm.

Anyway, it looks like he's going to be living in the kitchen from tomorrow onwards.

George opened his mouth wide, he didn't know how to make cookies, only Fred could.

Wouldn't that be a bite hat for him?

George also began to count how many steps it would take to make a biting hat.

George, who had counted it, gasped, picked up Fred and ran.

Anyway, I'm also very familiar with Rig, so it's not bad to say goodbye to this time.

George and Fred shouted goodbye to Rig as they ran to their little classroom.

"We're going to restock, and we're done—done—called—you————"

Rig grinned and waved to the twins.

It is estimated that the twins did not expect that before opening a store and becoming the owner of the store, they would have to experience a period of 007 social animal days.

Hope the twins are okay. JPG

After saying goodbye to the twins, Rig had just returned to the break room when he heard strange news.

Professor Quirrell announced that he was unwell, and Professor Flitwick substituted for the rest of the lessons.

Neville excitedly told Rig the good news without knowing anything, and Rig looked at Harry, Hermione, and Ron in tacit understanding.

Although it was only one semester, all the young wizards fell in love with Professor Flitwick.

In Professor Flitwick's class, you can learn knowledge easily and fun, and beat Professor Snape, who is as gloomy as a big bat, five Quirrell!

As he said this, Neville cautiously looked back, confirming that Snape was not in the Gryffindor common room before daring to continue.

When Neville went to tell the other wizards the good news, Rig sat down in the soft sofa chair beside Hermione, lost in thought.

"Quirrell can't even act?" Rig really didn't expect Quirrell to make that choice.

Ron waved his hand widely, "After all, the ...... on the back of his head"

Before Ron could finish speaking, Harry nervously covered his mouth.

Sure enough, the eyes of the little wizards around him had already cast their eyes, and their ears were raised high.

"What's wrong with Professor Quirrell? What's wrong with his head? ”

Neville in the distance shouted as he listened to what his friends were sharing nearby.

The entire lounge was filled with curious glances.

Rig and Harry refused to give details about that day in the Forbidden Forest, and many young wizards complained that they couldn't complete their dreams.

As a result, exploring the puzzle of the Forbidden Forest has become a hot news topic at Hogwarts recently.

From time to time, they could see the little tail behind them.

If that's how the little wizards stalked Quirrell, Rig would understand why Quirrell was so grumpy.

I can't shake it off, I can't get rid of it, I can't drive it away, it's stickier than a strong wig.

Hermione shook her head helplessly, put away the spellbook she was reading, and said, "Let's go, this is not the place to talk." ”

She nodded to the others.

And what better place to discuss these inconvenient things than their secret cabins?

Rig stood up and called Harry and Ron to walk outside.

As soon as they stepped out of the passage of the portrait, they saw four or five bored little wizards whispering.

Harry pushed his glasses painfully and said, "They don't even want to find a place to hide. ”

Rig and Hermione also keep an eye on their surroundings, and Ron has a lot of nerves.

Only Harry was sensitive, slender and nervous, and his personality was twisted together.

The little wizard who suddenly appeared next to him startled him, and he was not happy; He is not happy if no one is following or if the tracking technology is terrible.

Rig said dryly: "Then get rid of them." ”

"Huh?" Harry and Ron made confused noises.

Rig grabbed Hermione's little hand, "Run!" ”