The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, John picked up the fake wand that fell on the ground.

After screaming for a period of time, the thing had returned to the shape of a wand.

"It's a very good idea," John commented, "It combines some simple alchemy and transformation. As for the fat tongue toffee..."

Fred was very discerning, and as soon as John finished speaking, he enthusiastically handed one over.

John put it under his nose and smelled it gently, nodded and said:

"The Fat Tongue Toffee is also okay. The effect is achieved by adding a special swelling potion. In addition, in terms of seasoning, it should be borrowed from the magic potion cuisine, right?"

"That's right! We read the magic potion recipe book that mom kept in the kitchen and got a lot of inspiration from it!"

George said hurriedly, "Master Shafiq, you are indeed the one! You have cracked our formula so easily! We have more..."

John waved his hand, interrupted him, and then smiled:

"Mr. Weasley, I have to admit, George and Fred's idea is very good.

The products they create have great market potential. If they are put on the market and sold publicly, they should be able to make money.

As for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, I think that's a good thing too.

At least George and Fred now know exactly what they want to do in the future, right?

You must know that many people at the age of George and Fred are still confused and have no goals for their future.

I think they have shown some talent and have clear goals.

You should at least let them try it.

Instead of directly extinguishing the flame with a slap. "

After John finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were somewhat complicated.

If someone else had said this, they would have probably silenced that person long ago.

But now, the person speaking was John, the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history.

Even after the Ministry of Magic's vigorous publicity of the 'Black Incident', many people in the wizarding world of China have already regarded John as the best student at Hogwarts in the past 20 years.

What such a person says is of great reference value.

Moreover, what John said actually makes sense.

On the other side, George and Fred were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

After John said this, they also felt that they were indeed much stronger than many of their peers.

Seeing them almost getting carried away, John continued:

"However, the shortcomings of their products are still obvious. For example, Fat Tongue Toffee."

John pinched the candy and said, "The technical content is so low, I almost knew the entire production process just by smelling it.

I can even recreate a batch of compost taffy right now.

And the cost is lower than yours, the effect is stronger than yours, and the taste is richer than yours!

What you sell is just creativity, and there is almost no technical threshold.

It will be easy for other magic joke shops to copy your products.

As long as you put a little thought into it, make some modifications, and avoid the risk of plagiarism, you can put it on the market.

By then, your market will be plundered. "

George and Fred's expressions were dull.

They opened their mouths slightly, as if they wanted to refute, but they couldn't find any point to refute.

Because they themselves knew very well that John was right.

The Weasleys on the other side also looked worried.

Although they were dissatisfied with their sons not doing their jobs properly, they actually cared about George and Fred.

Looking at everyone's expressions, John continued:

“This is entirely because you have too little knowledge.

I guess your Potions scores aren't ideal, right?

As for alchemy, it is only at the beginner level and has not been studied systematically at all.

That’s why you can’t set up anti-theft mechanisms and technical thresholds.

You guys are still far from it.

If you want to really start a career, you should study honestly.

Without sufficient knowledge, no matter how good your idea is, it won't really come to fruition. "

"Bam—"

Mr. Weasley's face turned red and he hammered the table excitedly, "That's great!"

Mrs. Weasley also echoed:

"Yes, George, and Fred. You don't want to listen to us, but you can always listen to John, right?"

The two of them were really happy.

John's words almost spoke to their hearts.

George and Fred didn't argue with the Weasleys this time.

Instead, he lowered his head thoughtfully.

Although John failed to buy a large amount of goods as they expected.

But it clearly pointed out the fatal shortcomings of their products and allowed them to gain support from parents to a certain extent.

This kindness is already great.

George and Fred had made up their minds.

In the future, we must continue to improve the level of potions and alchemy, and strive to establish technical thresholds for products as soon as possible.

They have great confidence in themselves.

After all, they have encountered many more difficult problems than this on the road to product development.

But in the end, all these problems were solved by them.

Thinking so, George and Fred nodded and said solemnly to John:

"Thank you, Shafiq sahib!"

Seeing this, John also smiled with satisfaction.

The other people nearby were even more happy.

Especially the Weasleys.

Like George and Fred, they also sincerely thanked John.

Without John, their two twin sons would not have understood the importance of knowledge so easily.

You know, the wizarding world is different from the Muggle world.

In the wizarding world, knowledge is almost equal to power.

And it’s the kind of real power that everyone can use!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the courtyard became heated again.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and others kept thanking John and showed great enthusiasm.

Only Percy.

He was still standing alone at the door, his face full of dullness and disbelief.

He originally planned to ask the Weasleys to teach George and Fred a lesson.

After working on it for a long time, his two younger brothers turned out to be nothing!

Even John Shafiq is more popular.

'So, I'm the only one injured? '

Thinking like this, Percy couldn't accept it.

He gritted his teeth, roared angrily and rushed back into the room.

The others ignored him and continued to have dinner amidst laughter.

It wasn't until everyone was humming from the delicacies prepared by John and Mrs. Weasley that Mrs. Weasley announced that dinner was over.

She asked everyone to go back and have a good rest first, and at midnight they would set off to the Quidditch World Cup location.

Because my stomach is filled with all kinds of delicious food.

No one complained about the weird regulations put in place by the Ministry of Magic for the purpose of the "Secrecy Act". After chatting for a while, everyone fell asleep.

Among them, Harry and Ron slept in the same room.

Michelle and John lived in magic suitcases.

John had earlier commissioned 'Borgin-Bock' to upgrade the suitcase again, and now it has several bedrooms dedicated to resting.

Originally, Michelle planned to let Hermione move in as well.

But Ginny took Hermione to her room, apparently she had something to say quietly.

John and Michelle felt like they only slept for a short while before Dobby woke them up again.

It was said that Mrs. Weasley was tapping the box gently, telling them to get up and go.

John was better.

Michelle was in a trance, walking a little wobbly.

They look like zombies in some movies.

Only after they came out of the box did John discover that Michelle was not the only 'zombie'.

To be precise, Harry, Ron, George, Fred...

Almost all of the Weasley children looked like they were awake, just like Michelle.

The Weasleys were among the very few who remained as sane as John.

Mrs. Weasley was stirring something in a large pot on the stove. Her hands kept moving, but her head turned around and she smiled:

"John, eat something before setting off. It will make you feel better."

John nodded, feeling a little touched in his heart.

He thought of his parents in his previous life.

I remember that when he was in school, his mother would get up early like this, prepare breakfast for him, and wake him up...

Unfortunately, there is no going back.

John took a deep breath and sat at the table.

Next to him sat Mr. Weasley.

He held a stack of tickets in his hand and said with some excitement and nervousness:

"We will go to the meeting point specified by the Ministry of Magic later, and then use the portkey to go to the venue!"

Hearing this, John frowned slightly and murmured softly:

"Portkey?"