[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Seemingly because they were "complied", the two brothers took Amy directly to the "Three Broomsticks" at the end of Hogsmeade and said they wanted to buy her a drink.

Although the "Three Broomsticks" is considered a bar, it does not prohibit minors from entering, because it sells not only wine, but the "butter beer" has no alcohol content, and underage students can also drink it.

The owner of the bar, Ms. Rosmerta, is a witch in her forties with a very good figure, a mature woman, and her charm is still there. All the boys who came to the bar specifically to order were just to get a few more looks at her.

Anyway, Fred and George both joined in, like two delinquents teasing a well-behaved woman. They put their elbows on the bar, assumed exactly the same posture, raised their eyebrows and said neatly: "Two butterbeers." , a glass of cherry juice, thank you!"

Ms. Rosmerta smiled so charmingly and asked them: "Why don't you order a butterbeer for this lady too?"

George smiled and said: "She can't touch alcohol!"

Fred's smile got even louder: "You'll hit someone if you drink it!"

Amy had a question mark face the whole time and asked, "What?"

The two of them just laughed without answering, and each took their own butterbeer. George then took Amy's cherry juice, and walked to a small box together.

After everyone sat down, George put the cherry juice in front of Amy and said, "You get drunk as soon as you touch alcohol!"

Amy herself was confused: "How do you know?"

The sly smile on Fred's face never disappeared, and he reminded her a little: "Do you still remember that glass of grape juice you drank in the first grade?"

Amy was even more confused: "What does that have to do with alcohol?" But as soon as the words came out, she seemed to understand completely.

George couldn't help but laugh: "It's fermented a little!"

Amy stared blankly at the bright red cherry juice in front of her, muttering to herself: "So... that should be called... grape... wine?"

That's why she cut off pieces and even beat people?

Fred also told her mysteriously: "Don't worry, no one else will know!"

"I..." Amy didn't even know how to express her feelings at this time.

Are they to blame for tricking her into drinking wine?

No! No! No!

Amy even thought the glass of grape juice was quite delicious, and she felt particularly happy when she learned that Malfoy and Yax were beaten.

Now, she took a sip of the cherry juice in the glass. She felt that it was quite acidic, but overall she felt good.

"By the way, Amy!" Fred lowered his voice and asked quietly as if he was deliberately avoiding other people: "What do you think of that store just now?"

Amy no longer needed to hide it, and said in a normal voice: "Didn't I already say it? The candies you make are more interesting!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have an epiphany. He looked at them both in surprise and asked, "Don't you... want to open a store?"

All four eyes of these two people were shining, and they were nodding at the same time.

Amy felt even more strange: "Shouldn't you discuss this kind of matter with your family?"

Fred said it matter-of-factly: "Because your entry point when making suggestions is more interesting!"

George's face showed a little embarrassment: "And if mom finds out, she will definitely be furious!"

"She'll definitely make us learn from Percy!"

"Take a few more certificates, graduate and work in the Ministry of Magic or something!"

Amy hesitated: "But... you can't keep hiding it from her, right?"

The two people actually said in unison: "I will tell her when the store opens!"

"You... are so brave!" Amy still admired this. Then he drank cherry juice and asked them: "How much capital do you have?"

The two men looked at each other and said together: "Less than ten galleons!"

"Cough cough cough..." Amy almost choked on the cherry juice, raised her eyes in disbelief, and asked again: "What???"

When she had 2000 gold coins, she didn't know if it was enough to open a store. With less than ten galleons in hand, these two people dare to consider opening a store?

"Gryffindor's courage is indeed no joke!" Amy could only praise them in this way. Then he asked: "How much is the goods?"

"That's quite a lot!" George was quite confident about this.

There was a little pride on Fred's face: "It's a suitcase full!" He also stretched out his hand to measure the size of the suitcase, which was almost as big as a desktop computer host.

Amy nodded thoughtfully: "Don't worry about the store for now. Can the goods be sold?"

George laughed again: "It's quite easy to sell!"

Fred was also laughing: "After all, there are more than one or two people who want to skip class."

George nodded and continued: "But they are only sold quietly in the boys' dormitory of Gryffindor!"

Fred added: "Because Percy always forbids us from doing these things!"

Amy still nodded and sighed secretly: Has it developed into a dormitory canteen model?

But the current problem is that except for the Gryffindor boys' dormitory, they have no chance to sell things to others.

"If there was a store, there would be owls coming over to place orders!" After George finished speaking, he took a sip of butterbeer. The foam stuck to his lips, and he licked it in with his tongue.

Amy suddenly had an idea and raised her eyebrows: "As long as there is a specific address, right?"

What is so difficult to understand? Isn’t this what online shopping in Great China is all about? How many online stores actually have physical stores? There is even just a warehouse or a private house.

The slight difference is that online shopping uses express delivery, while Owl is used here. And owls can even bring payment for goods along the way.

Amy drank all the cherry juice in the cup, made a satisfied smacking sound, and then asked: "Do you have the specific name and function of the goods? I can help you draw a poster! Then paste it in the lounge of each hospital!"

The two of them were still doubting: "Won't the professors discover it?"

Amy nodded: "Of course! That's why we want to draw a line of big words on the poster - Don't buy these things!"

"Pfft~" Fred laughed out loud first.

George also smiled and said: "What a great idea!"

Because they are both very rebellious people. The more they say they are not allowed to do something, the more they will do it. The more forbidden places you are allowed to go to, the more secretly you go; the more forbidden things you are allowed to buy, the more secretly you buy them!

There are children in the school ranging from ten to seventeen or eighteen years old, so the rebels should be young and old!

Amy tapped the empty glass with her nails and said, "If this makes you money, come and buy me another drink!"

"Okay!" George nodded happily.

Fred had a wicked smile on his lips: "I can even buy you a butterbeer!"

"Don't!" Amy said quickly: "I don't want to hit someone when the film is broken! I can still hit people when I'm awake now!"

The two of them were lying on the wine table laughing, as if the butterbeer was really strong and they were drunk.

Soon after, a poster with the slogan "Don't buy these things" appeared in the lounges of various hospitals, with various tricky products drawn on it, along with prices and ordering methods...