"My gut tells me that this game is going to be fun." Fred said firmly.

"Yes, Fred, and I think the characters don't have to be limited to the wizard in the chocolate frog picture, we can expand the scope to include Professor McGonagall and them as well......" George couldn't agree more with Fred.

The two of them had a heated discussion like this, and until the time they went to the Great Hall for the Christmas feast, they were still talking about how to improve and optimize the wizard kill.

"Can't even the chicken legs stop your mouth?" Ron looked at the two older brothers who were about to "forget to sleep and eat", and was very speechless. It was the first time he had seen Fred and George so concerned about one thing.

Fred looked at him like a fool and then looked away, ignoring him, while George patted his brother on the shoulder and advised him to think for three seconds before opening his mouth to speak.

Although there were not many students staying at Hogwarts for Christmas, the school had prepared a sumptuous meal: hundreds of roast turkeys with a tantalizing sheen, mountains of roasted meats and potatoes, sausages on arm-long plates, bowls of buttered peas, plates of thick and thick meat stews, and a large number of wizarding packets and firecrackers were lying quietly on the table waiting for diners. In addition to these classics, the canteen also prepared a large number of exotic dishes, and Love even saw a plate of fried lotus root and a plate of dumplings.

"The food served in the cafeteria seems to be more substantial." Harry compared the dishes he saw today with the ones he saw on the day he entered the school, and found that there were many more dishes that he had never heard of before.

"That's all thanks to us." George said proudly.

"Your credit?" Ron took two chicken legs and looked up from his rice bowl: "What does this have to do with you two?" ”

"Shut up and eat, my stupid brother." Fred rolled his eyes: "Think before you speak." ”

"It's because we approached the kitchen staff and gave them advice." George was undoubtedly a little more patient than Fred, and he explained the reason to Ron.

"Where is the kitchen at Hogwarts? Speaking of which, I've never been there! Ron was intrigued by the kitchen that the two of them were talking about, and he wanted to find out where the kitchen was so he could bring some snacks back every day before he went back to the break room.

George smiled at the question. He thinks it's too boring to publish the answers directly, and it's better to let the children explore on their own.

Love didn't get involved in this topic, he was still grateful to the twins, without them, where would he go to eat eggplant boxes and lotus root boxes?

He brought the plate of fried goods to him, and enjoyed it.

"Is this delicious?" Harry watched as Love got the snack in front of him, feeling a little curious.

"Just taste it, this is lotus root, that one is eggplant, and there is meat filling in it."

Harry didn't know what the lotus root was, but he was still familiar with the eggplant, so he decisively chose the eggplant box. In one bite, he felt a very novel taste: the crispness of the fried dough, the tenderness of the eggplant and the firmness of the meat intertwined, bringing out the exotic flavor.

"It tastes very good!" Harry gave a very high opinion of the box.

At the Christmas banquet, everyone ate happily. Professor Dumbledore listened to Professor Flitwick's jokes and turned on one color packet after another, Hagrid even kissed Professor McGonagall after drinking too much, Professor McGonagall was not angry, only Snape and Quirrell looked gloomy and stiff, which did not fit in with the joyous atmosphere, but no one cared about this little thing.

By the time the feast was over and everyone had left the table, everyone had a bunch of stuff in their arms, and Harry had even made his own set of wizarding chess.

"Love, wait a minute!" As Love was about to walk out of the auditorium, Fred stopped him.

"After going back to the lounge for a while, would you like to try some grilled chicken racks together?" I remember you mentioned this food at the opening party. Out of nowhere, he found a bag with a burst of aroma.

"Of course." Love knew in his heart that Fred was looking for him more than just to share a grill with him. Isn't it good to go to a snowball fight outside the castle like everyone else? Why do you want to eat and drink enough to eat and eat a few tasteless chicken racks that are discarded?

Sure enough, when they took over the table closest to the fireplace, and put the chicken rack, which was already a little cold, on the stove to warm it up, Fred threw a question at him.

"Love, do you want to make money?"

This is nonsense, of course Love wants to make money, or who doesn't want to make money?

"I think you're going to make a lot of money with that wizard killing idea!" Fred's eyes lit up at the mention of wizards killing and making money.

"It's a very new way to play, and if we can develop this game, it's really a lot of money." George said to the side.

Love nodded, agreeing with his twin brother's words.

"Let's work together, we can design all kinds of cards together and then sell them, George and I are very good at making things, your ideas and our technology can definitely make a very popular card game." Fred looked into Love's eyes, desperate to get an affirmative answer from him.

He and George were very short of money! They are desperate to find a way to make money.

To put it mildly, the reason Fred and George want to make money is that they want to fulfill their dream: to open a toy store. The tinkling Weasleys couldn't help them in this matter, so they needed to work on their own.

The twins had been saving money in various ways since they entered the first grade, but with little success until they heard about Love's idea. The instincts of the two told them that this game would definitely be a hit! If properly managed, it is a hen that lays golden eggs.

"I'm pretty sure that if we take this game seriously, it will one day outshine the popularity of Wizard Chess - all the little wizards, whether Gryffindor or Slytherin, Wizard Kill will be their first choice for entertainment during their lunch break." Under Fred's expectant gaze, Love spoke.

It's just that what they said shocked them.

Although Fred was optimistic about wizard killing, he never dared to think that it could be more popular than wizard chess. In terms of status, wizard chess is comparable to Quidditch, can wizard kill really do it?

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