It’s not long before the Christmas holiday, time flies, and the entire British wizarding world is tickled by the suspense of the Weasley twins. Until noon on December 12, Hogwarts students also returned home on this day. They only had time to put down their luggage before being taken by their parents to No. 24 Diagon Alley.

The crowd in Diagon Alley was getting more and more crowded, and the crowd was more exciting than the beginning of the school season every year. Almost all the parents of this group had met the Weasley twins. They had been together for many years, especially those parents of Gryffindor College. Everyone wanted to know what was going on.

It was 12:30 noon, and the opening time as stated in the newspaper was up. Suddenly, a few fireworks shot out from the roof of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. While everyone exclaimed, they circled the whole shop for a week, and then exploded into a faucet of fireworks before the enclosure. The next second, the fireworks disappeared, and the enclosure at the entrance of the store also disappeared.

There was a small stage in front of the exposed shop door, and there were two figures standing on it, and the crowd started to uproar, it was George and Fred!

The fierce music suddenly sounded, and the two tacitly twisted the handsome dance they learned from Muggles in the United States on the stage.

Accompanied by the end of the music, George and Fred performed back-to-back finishing movements, and asked the crowd in unison, "Guess who I am!"

"George!"

"Fred!"

George grinned almost to the ears, "Fred, did you see that? I saw a lot of old acquaintances!"

With the same smile, Fred said, "Aha! Isn't that Flint?! Thank you for coming!"

The once tall Slytherin Quidditch team captain has now become a greasy middle-aged man with his stomach on his shoulders. He is an aristocrat anyway. When Fred looked over, he nodded reservedly towards the stage. Seeing the surprised and envious eyes of the crowd around him, Flint couldn't help sucking his stomach, puffed up his chest hard, and patted the shoulder of his son who was exactly the same as he was back then. , even though they have been out of school for so many years, Hogwarts still does not lack their legends!"

"George! Fred! Hey! Look at me!" A figure struggled to squeeze through the crowd, trying to get close to the front row of the stage.

Fred saw him sharply, "George, look, our old buddy! Ask him to come up!"

George looked over at Fred's finger, laughed loudly, and stepped off the stage to pick up the person himself, "Lee! Long time no see!"

Lee Jordan wiped the sweat from his head. It's already winter, but he was able to squeeze out such a sweat in Diagon Alley, which shows how many people there are here.

Li was not in a hurry to get on stage, he just looked at George worriedly, "Dong Ting, what are you doing? What is that thing? You won't say that you made some monster because you missed Fred, right?"

George immediately covered his stomach with a smile, and shouted loudly towards the stage: "Fred! Our old man thinks you are a monster I made! Prove it to him!"

The crowd around burst into laughter, and some of George's acquaintances had the same thoughts as Li and looked at him worriedly.

Fred on the stage spread his hands helplessly, "How can I prove this?"

"Oh, by the way, I know there is one thing that Li knows, but George doesn't. Does that count?" Fred showed a smirk, and looked at Li in the audience with a wicked look.

Li had some ominous premonition in his heart, but he still shouted to the stage, "Say it! Is there anything I can't say to others!"

Fred expressed regret to everyone in the audience, "I tried my best. I originally wanted to save some face for our old man, but you saw it. Do you want to know?"

Unknown Li's premonition is getting stronger and stronger, but the reaction of the surrounding crowd is also more intense. Gossip is the nature of human beings. Who can refuse this kind of behavior of eating melons in front of the Lord?
Fred cleared his throat, "Be quiet, then let's start. Back then, we were all young. It should be Christmas in the fifth grade. Our Gryffindor house has countless good girls!"

Having said that, Fred glanced at the increasingly guilty Lee with a smirk, "Our protagonist, the commentator of the Quidditch match! Lee Jordan! On this special day, he..."

Before Fred could finish speaking, Li didn't care about anything else, and rushed onto the stage, trying to cover his mouth to stop Fred from continuing, but who knows, he was like Molly that night, and he just rushed to nothing and fell on the stage.

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, Li also got up in a daze, stared at Fred who was passed by him in a daze, and then stammered for a long time before asking, "Fred, what's going on here? What are you?"

George jumped onto the stage, pulled Li up, and displayed it exaggeratedly beside Fred. Fred also cooperated with the proud product style, "I would like to introduce it to everyone! This is the latest product of our Weasley's Wizard Wheezes! Video portraits! You can walk back and forth within a fixed range! If you don't touch it, it's no different from a real person! Want your family to go home again? Then come and have a look!"

The reporter of the "Daily Prophet" quickly took photos. Although he already knew about it before, this kind of major event about the entire magic world must be well reported!This will definitely go down in the history books!
The crowd was silent at first, but soon began to discuss, and the voice became louder and louder. George had already dismantled the stage, opened the store with Fred, and returned to the opened store.

The crowd was talking non-stop, but no one entered the vibrant shop.

Until a haggard lady walked towards the door of the shop.

Almost everyone followed her in, and everyone looked at the lady silently, wanting to see if it could be done, if it was credible.

"Hello madam, would you like to order this kind of video portrait?" Fred walked out first and asked, and showed himself to the guests in a circle. Except that he couldn't touch it, he really looked like a real person.

"My name is Valerie Brown. My child was also sacrificed in the Battle of Hogwarts. Our family is an only child. I have lost her for a long time. Can you help me, even if it is only permanent, and say a few words?" The lady expressed herself confusedly.

Fred was silent for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "Of course, ma'am, as the first guest, we can give you a 5% discount! If you want to be like me, you need to prepare a memory about your daughter, whether it is a friend or a relative, it will take at least 10-[-] years."

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