Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

"Sir, as long as you help us go in and buy two glasses of butterbeer, one of them will be given to you." Fred stated his conditions.

"Help...buy it for you?" The short, fat drunkard lowered his head and looked at Fred and George carefully.

"Ha! It turns out it's two little brats who want to drink butterbeer! Come on, come on! Get the money! Isn't this easy? I'll buy it for you when I go in!" The chubby drunkard's eyes seemed to sparkle, and he was rejuvenated. life.

Fred had no good choice at the moment. He could only doubtfully take out four silver coins from his pocket and put them into the dirty hands of the chubby drunkard.

The short, fat drunkard rushed into the Pig's Head Bar without looking back!

Fred and George could even hear him shouting from inside, "Dumbledore! Two more butterbeers!"

Fred and George were not at ease. They lay on the thickly stained glass of the Hog's Head Bar and peered inside. Although they could not see clearly, they could roughly see the movements of the characters.

The short, fat drunkard stood in front of the bar and took two glasses of butterbeer from the tall old man with white hair and white beard, one in each hand.

He raised the butterbeer in his left hand and drank it in one go!

Fred was still looking forward to him bringing out another glass of Butterbeer.

but!

That short, fat drunkard didn't mean anything like that at all!He raised the wine glass in his right hand and poured it into his mouth!

Gan!

This drunkard obviously didn't take Fred and George seriously!

***!

Fred immediately went out of the country to curse!

Fred ran to the door of the Pig's Head Bar and kicked open the dirty door!

"Damn drunkard! Pay me back! Pay me back my beer money!" Fred angrily pointed at the pudgy drunkard and yelled!

The short, fat drunkard blinked his little eyes and said slyly, "What beer money?! I picked up four silver coins when I went out. What's wrong with two glasses of butterbeer when I come back?"

Fred didn't care at all that everyone in the Pig's Head Bar was staring at him and George, and just cursed! "Fuck you! I cheated a kid out of his money to drink beer! Are you shameless?!"

Fred's brain is now filled with blood!No matter what, he just pulled out the wand and waved it hard at the short, fat drunkard! "Wingardim Leviosa!"

"boom!"

I don’t know whether it was because the short, fat drunkard drank too much or because he reacted. He stumbled, his legs went weak and he fell down!Just dodged Fred's levitation spell!

Instead, a bench at the back floated!

"My legs are weak and my feet are weak!" George took advantage of the short, fat drunkard's fall to the ground and instantly cast a weak-legs curse!The pudgy drunkard hits the spot!

The short, fat drunkard was holding his hands on the ground and trying to get up with his feet, but the effect of the weak leg spell took effect immediately!

His legs instantly became weak and he couldn't move. He fell to the ground again with a "pop" sound.

"Well done! George!" Fred's face was full of joy, but he did not stop holding the wand in his hand and waved again, "Everyone is petrified!"

"Gulong~"

The squat drunkard's hands, which were still twisting, were sucked together with a "snap", his feet also closed automatically, and he lay on his back on the ground.

Originally, Fred thought that when he and George had a fight in the Pig's Head Bar, the people inside would stop him, but all the guests inside watched Fred and George fighting with the short, fat drunkard with great interest, and they were very happy.

Only the tall old man with white hair and white beard behind the counter saw that Fred had controlled the short, fat drunkard. He calmly wiped the wine glass with a rag and said, "You have to pay for breaking things!"

Fred looked at the tall old man with white hair and white beard and nodded. He didn't remember the last time he came to the Pig's Head Bar, but now he has remembered that this old man looks very similar to Dumbledore, isn't he from the movie? Aberforth Dumbledore, who appeared last, is Professor Albus Dumbledore’s younger brother!

Then Fred took a few steps over to the pudgy drunkard with his wand and sat on him.

Fred pointed his wand at the tip of the squat drunkard's nose and shouted viciously, "Pay me for the beer!"

Although the short, fat drunkard couldn't speak, his two small eyes were full of perseverance, as if he was saying, "What are you doing to me?"Isn't he just a little kid?Haha~

Fred was furious!A bench was dragged over not far away and set up on Humpty Dumpty's head!

A sharp wave of the wand at the bench! "split into two!"

"Praise!"

The bench that was several centimeters thick was cut right down the middle in an instant!

The two halves of the bench with neat cuts hit the short, fat drunkard on the forehead with a "snap"!

Although the pudgy drunkard couldn't scream, he closed his eyes in pain!There are still clear tears flowing out of the corners of the eyes!You can imagine how painful this is!

But this is not the effect Fred wanted!

Fred sat back, then pressed the pudgy drunkard's hand, pointed the wand at the pudgy drunkard's dirty hands and shouted, "You still don't want to pay back?! Give you three seconds!" Don’t want to repay? I’ll use your hand to repay the debt!”

"one!"

"two!"

"..."

Before Fred could shout three, the short, fat drunkard blinked his eyelids crazily, and tears were pouring out!