"That's right!" Hermione suddenly remembered something, turned and ran towards Professor McGonagall's office,

"Hallie, I'd like to ask Professor McGonagall something about my schedule. You go back to your dorm room first. ”

"What's wrong with her schedule?" Fred asked casually as he watched Hermione disappear into view.

"Nothing important." Hallie shook her head, and suddenly asked with some curiosity,

"Speaking of Fred, George,"

"Don't you guys like classes? How did you get involved in Professor McGonagall's club? ”

"Oh, no, no, no, dear Miss Harry Potter, you seem to have a little misunderstanding about us."

Fred grinned and shook a finger,

"It's not that we don't like classes, on the contrary, we really like to have useful classes."

"Of course, we also hate certain courses, certain courses that are useless,"

George put his arms around Fred's neck and followed his brother's words seriously,

"For example, the history of magic."

"And divination, that old liar's divination lesson, isn't it, George, that thing doesn't work at all."

"You're right, Fred. Of course, for useful lessons, such as potions, we listen carefully, even if the professor is a nasty old bat. ”

The two sang and said in harmony, and finally said in unison:

"Our goal is to open the world's largest magic joke toy store! So will put all the effort into this! ”

"Very ambitious and interesting idea," Harley was more intrigued, "how are you going to accomplish this?" ”

"We're going to start designing magic products now." Fred said triumphantly, and George cooperated and pulled out a piece of parchment from his pocket.

"We take on all kinds of private jobs to earn a small amount of money, and use these funds plus pocket money to design products."

"After making some products and trying them on ourselves to make sure it was safe, we were ready to sell them to our classmates to accumulate fame, get more basic funds, and finally open a store in Diagon Alley."

"Look at the product we're working on, the canary biscuit, which makes you get covered in feathers and turn into a large canary that comes off after a while."

"There is also fat tongue toffee, which can make the tongue of the user swollen very much, and taking a specific antidote can cancel this magical effect."

"Unfortunately, these products still have vulnerabilities," George added.

"The former often has the phenomenon that the feathers cannot fall off, while the antidote to the latter is not very stable."

Hallie asked with interest, "Can I learn more about the process of making these magical items?" ”

The twin brothers looked at each other and said, "Oh, no, no. ”

"Dear little Harley, this is a trade secret. Unless you're willing to invest in our great cause, we're going to open up some of our information to you. ”

"Of course I can invest," Hallie thought for a moment and whispered,

"As long as you can prove the potential of your plans, prove that they can make money in the future, and show me how some of the magic items are made."

"Really!" The two screamed in surprise, but then George said to Harley with a serious face,

"Harley, I must warn you that you have to think carefully about this matter."

"Our mom and dad didn't support us, so we started from scratch and could only get some technical support from our dad at most."

"We don't know what our future holds, we just work hard for our dreams. If you do invest, there is a good chance that your money will be wasted. Fred was also unusually serious.

Although the two were very eager to obtain a sum of outside funding, their morals and family education prevented them from maliciously deceiving others with false information to obtain investments.

What's more, both believe that Hallie is an orphan and should not spend the inheritance left by her parents without the support of her family.

"You don't have to worry," Hallie shook her head, "I have the money to invest in your dreams. ”

"Don't forget that I won the Potions Tournament and the Order of the Order of the Merlin, both with prize money."

"And I've also licensed a patent for a potion formula to the Extraordinary Apothecary Guild to rent it out on my behalf, and I'm going to license more patents there."

"So I'm able to make money now."

Fred and George looked at each other again, and then nodded:

"Well, if you do have a long-term source of money, then we can accept your investment."

"We will show the potential of our plan as soon as possible."

……

Watching Fred and George rush back to the dormitory in excitement, Harley hummed a ditty and waited for Hermione in place.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the Weasley twins want to open a magic shop that doesn't make money.

If you really want to make money, Harley, who is already at the level of a Potions Master, has a way.

What she values is the development of magic props between the two, and she bets on whether they can touch the class and help her learn Nicol's alchemy.

At this time, Hermione also came out of the office and hurriedly pulled Harley back to the bedroom.

"What did you talk to Professor McGonagall about earlier?" On the way, Harley asked softly.

"Didn't you mention temporal magic last time? A question popped into my mind. Hermione said with some annoyance,

"If I go back in time through a time turner, will my lifespan increase?"

"If it doesn't increase, then wouldn't I have to consume more life in a short period of time?"

"So what?"

"Professor McGonagall was positive about my question." Hermione grimaced,

"Although the Ministry of Magic hasn't done much research on this, it's safe to assume that the time I spent going back in time was my own life."

"Oh my God, I don't want to age early, but I also don't want to hand the time-turner back to Professor McGonagall and give up certain classes."

Hallie shrugged, it was Hermione's own thought.

……

That evening, Professor Snape's confinement was as interesting as ever.

During the semester, Professor Snape began teaching Hallie some special and off-the-beaten-path potions, such as the Wolf Poison Potion.

"The Wolf Poison Potion is a great potion of new invention," Professor Snape introduced to Harley in the calmest voice possible,

"I have to say, Damocles Belby is a genius. He invented this potion specifically for those disgusting werewolves. ”

Professor Snape paused, let out a mocking sneer, and with a wave of his wand, he pulled out a large pile of materials.

"Well, in the first few weeks of the course, we learned how to make a wolf venom potion and make it taste more impressive without changing its efficacy."

(End of chapter)