Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

While holding the statue's hand, Fred climbed onto the back of the statue, pulled out his wand, and waved at the statue of the hunchbacked witch, "Separate left and right!"

"Crack~Crack~"

Fred then jumped into the dim tunnel of slides.

There's a quarrel coming from Honeydukes' cellar!

"I'll go this time!" George shouted, strangling Fred's neck.

"Why!" Fred also pinched George's neck and shouted.

"You were the one who went there last time!" George threw Fred down with a thud and pushed him to the ground.

"The hostess of Honeydukes already knows me! I should be the one to step forward!" Fred couldn't help but lie down on the ground, leaning on his side, and then kicked the ground hard!Pressed George's shoulders and pushed George to the ground!

"So what! We look the same! It will be the same if I go!" George pressed Fred to the ground again.

...

"Praise! Praise!"

The two of them struggled and knocked over several cardboard boxes next to them!

"Martin! Go and see if another box has fallen in the cellar!" The female owner of Honeydukes Candy Shop shouted from upstairs!

"Quick, quick! Get down! Get down!"

Fred and George dragged each other and hid in the tunnel, covering the floor tiles above their heads. They put their heads on the floor tiles and stretched their ears to listen to the movement above.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

It's the man named Martin who's down!

"Damn, why is it so messy down there? Jennifer! How did you clean it up! It's a mess down there now!" Martin shouted.

"Go to hell! Martin! It was obviously you who sorted it out last night!" Fred could slightly hear the yelling of Jennifer, the female owner of the Honeydukes Candy Shop in the store.

"Hiss~hiss~"

"bang bang bang ~"

It’s the sound of boxes being dragged and stacked.

"Martin! I have to go out! The old lame Candy has arrived. I will pick him up at the entrance of the village!" The voice of Jennifer, the female owner of the candy shop, sounded again.

"Go! Go! I can also take the opportunity to go to the Three Broomsticks for a cup of butterbeer! I haven't seen the bar owner, Ms. Rosmerta, for a long time. She still has her charm! Bah!" Martin didn't know why he was doing this. He spoke very quietly and took a sip of saliva.

vomit~

Little did they know that Fred and George had already vomited in the secret passage...

Hiss~hiss~the clanging sound disappeared!

What came next was the sound of "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of going up the wooden stairs!

Then there was silence.

No more waiting!Fred pushed the stone bricks above his head, climbed up, and then turned back and pulled George up.

"George! Did you hear that just now?" Fred was beaming with excitement, finally no longer having to fight with George!

"They seem to have all gone out?!" George also looked at the cellar door at the end of the wooden stairs excitedly.

The two quietly walked up the wooden stairs of the cellar, then lay down behind the wooden door of the cellar, carefully pushed open a small crack, and secretly peeked into the store.

After confirming that there was no one in the store, the two stood up, opened the cellar door openly and walked out.

George still wanted to browse in the store, but Fred pulled him open the door of Honeydukes Candy Store and walked out.

"Ding bell~"

As the wind chimes at the door of Honeydukes Candy Shop rang, the noisy Hogsmeade shopping street appeared in front of Fred and George.

The black dirt road is lined with various shops.

Going out is the road out of the village, and you can only see the wooden fence on the roadside.

Fred first came to Wenrenju Quill Shop, and Fred still remembered that Jordan wanted to buy a quill.

This is a very bookish store. When you walk in, the smell of ink and parchment hits your face.

In the center of the store is a rectangular counter with an open space in the middle. A middle-aged woman with long black hair and round glasses is standing inside. On the rectangular counter are various quill pens, colorful and strangely shaped.

There are traditional white quills, and there are green quills, which Fred thought were peacock feathers!There are also three forked quills, bright red in color, and their tails actually scream!

The most amazing thing is a quill with a white tip that gradually turns black at the end. It floats in the air and writes on the parchment by itself!When it runs out of ink, it will dip itself into ink!

The middle-aged woman in the originally rectangular counter lowered her head and muttered. When she heard Fred and George push open the door, she raised her head and looked at Fred and George. She said with a smile, "Two young ladies. What do wizards want to buy? Our quill pens are the most popular! If you are not satisfied, our family also has a quill pen candy in cooperation with Honeydukes Candy Store! You can eat it during class!"

George seemed to have opened the door to a new world, his eyes widened, "Where?!"

"Quill pen candies are sold at the Honeydukes candy store across the street. We only sell ordinary quill pens here." The middle-aged woman with long black hair and round glasses pointed to the Honeydukes candy store opposite the window.

"Ordinary? This pen is not ordinary!" Fred lay on the rectangular counter and looked at the black and white quill that was floating in the air and writing on its own.

"You discovered it. This is the treasure of our store! The shorthand quill!" The middle-aged woman with long black hair gently waved her hand and grabbed the floating black and white quill.

"Shorthand quill? What was it writing just now?" Fred was very curious and looked at the text on the parchment, but he couldn't understand it because the perspective was backwards.

"Ah, it's a novel that I write in my spare time. When I read it out, it can help me write it down. This is the role of the sketching quill." The middle-aged woman with long black hair stretched out her hand and spread her palm. The black and white quill lay in the palm of her hand.