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In the teacher's office, after seeing a large number of professors, Weasley's temperament was slightly restrained.

Soon, with Leona and Merlin's help, the Weasley twins put on the equipment, and the spells began to work normally.

The real farewell has never been outside the long pavilion, along the old road, but one day suddenly discovered that he stayed in the past and never returned.

After George was running the equipment, an incomprehensible word suddenly popped out of his mind, and then the picture of the future was gradually displayed in front of everyone.

"The picture is very clear, and it seems that it has finally worked." Mei Lin said with a sigh of relief.

In the picture, George, who is a little older than he is walking on the road of Diagon Alley, has no expression on his face, as if there is something heavy in his heart.

"It's not that our trick shop closed down!" Fred said to George a little nervously.

"Probably not..." George also became nervous.

At this moment, the picture moved slowly, and everyone saw the other half of the future George's face, with one ear missing.

For a moment, George and Fred both stopped talking, and they seemed to feel an unspeakable sadness.

Jingling, the future George came to the door of Weasley’s Trick House, took a deep breath, put a smile on his face, and then reached out and opened the door of Weasley’s Trick House and walked in.

After entering the door, George saw a large floor-to-ceiling mirror. This mirror George's friends and family have all suggested to move it away, but George has not made up his mind.

"Good morning, Fred."

George stood in front of the mirror, tried his best to put on a "bright" smile, and said loudly, "Today is our birthday, remember? I prepared a lot of fireworks, which would be very tiring for one person."

"Will you come to help me? No one knows better than us when it comes to setting off fireworks."

After speaking, George faced the mirror and didn't move for a long time, as if waiting for the other himself in the mirror to speak.

After a long time, it seemed that he had accepted his fate. George picked up a piece of cloth next to the mirror and hung it carefully on the mirror. "Fred, sorry, I have to go to the shop and talk later."

After covering the mirror, George took a deep breath, walked to the calendar in the store, reached out his hand to tear off a page, and then threw it into the trash can next to it.

The calendar clearly shows the "Today" calendar, April 1st, April Fool's Day, and the birthday of the Weasley twins.

Tick ​​to tick, on the clock, the hands with the picture of the Weasley twins turned left and right together, inseparable, as if they had never left.

Jingle~

The doorbell rang.

George smiled and turned around, "Welcome, can I help you?"

A mature and temperamental Hermione walked in.

"It's you, Hermione, Ron won't be here today." George said with a narrow smile.

"I know, I'm here to find you. Shall we go back to Hogwarts? Go back and see?" Hermione said softly, "Harry and the others are waiting for us to pass."

"No, you go. Is the Ministry of Magic so easy now?" George shook his head and said, in front of close people, he seemed to put down a little disguise.

"I took time off, even if it's me, sometimes I have to take a break, don't you?" Hermione said and walked in the store. "Why didn't you see the latest products? Didn't you update?"

"I ran out of ideas in my notebook." George's hands were shaking a little. He had lost the ability to find joy. Prank merchandise without joy has no soul.

"Why don't you go back with me and find inspiration?" Hermione immediately invited.

"No, I have discussed with him together that if Weasley's tricks are opened, there will never be a day without opening the door." George picked up the rag and wiped the toilet bit by bit as he did before. Dust and dirt.

"George! You have to come out! People can't live in the past forever!" Hermione said, staring at George.

"You have admitted the wrong person, I am not George, I am..." George looked at his empty side, "Forget it, I am George, Hermione, after becoming the Minister of Magic, you are even more resourceful than before. Majestic."

Hermione opened her mouth and couldn't say a word. Yeah, no one would mistake Fred and George again, and Mrs. Weasley no longer had to bother to distinguish her son.

"We sincerely hope you can come out, really." Hermione took a few steps back. "I'm going to Hogwarts first. We'll be waiting for you there."

After George watched Hermione leave the Weasley’s tricks step by step, the whole person suddenly became a little bit decadent, and leaned back in the chair, "There has been no new product for three months, Fred, I never thought about it. One day, I will not know how to prank."

Whispering, George took out his wand, tapped a few times in the air, and called for his guard.

Nothing happened. The spell that was perfect from gestures to voices was not successfully released. As we all know, magpies should appear in pairs.

"Fred!!"

In the teacher’s office, George took off the helmet, threw it aside, and then leaped directly on his brother. He quickly took off the helmet on Fred’s head with his hands and feet, touching his hands up and down, as if confirming that Fred was Not really alive.

"George, your ears are fine, it's great." Fred said with tears in his eyes, watching George.

In the office, no one spoke out except the voices of George and Fred, and no one asked them to return to the experiment. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

McGonagall covered his face with his robe, and the tears from the corners of his eyes secretly disappeared. Snape closed his eyes and leaned against the wall without saying a word.

Leona was silent, and after looking at each other with Merlin, she spoke slowly, "This is the end of the experiment. Let's change to another method."

"No!" George stood up suddenly when he heard it. He seemed to have grown up a lot all of a sudden, "I believe that this kind of future is absolutely impossible to happen again, so go ahead!"

George held Fred's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Yes, and it is always inappropriate to be alone on the birthday. I also think that I should accompany him and scold him by the way. I won't be able to mischief, and there will be nothing else." Fred took a deep breath. He said seriously.

Merlin's phantom nodded. This future is the timeline he found and read after removing all relevant Renlian influences. However, Renlian has actually appeared in this world, and this envisioned future has completely changed. NS.

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