Hogwarts founder returns to campus

In the afternoon, the sun was finally able to push through the dark clouds and show people with its most brilliant face.

The snowflakes stopped falling, and the sun poured down generously, covering the entire Hogwarts school under a golden tulle.

Although this level cannot melt the snow, it can allow the students who are suffocated in the castle to break free from the shackles of the wind and snow, and come to the snow outside the castle to breathe.

There were "creaking" footsteps from far and near, and the figures of Fred and George appeared on the trail on the snow.

They walk at the same slow speed, and their movements are also unified:

Holding the inner pocket of the robe with one hand, you can still hear the pocket full of clinking, like the sound of stones colliding.

"I didn't expect that it would take so long without knowing it...the sun is out." Fred said with emotion.

George responded mechanically from the side, his eyes did not leave the white snow, and he was still digesting the memory of the Quidditch pitch.

"That's all he gave us?" said Fred suddenly, a thin notebook under his arm.

There is also a fake magic wand in his trouser pocket, which is a magic prop made by them based on the contents of the notes.

If you compare it with your own magic wand, it's already at the point of being fake, but as long as you use magic power, it will immediately return to its original shape and become a thousand paper cranes.

Salazar recorded many things in this notebook. In addition to the basic production of magic props, it also includes the inscription methods of shock absorption spells, acceleration spells, steering spells, and braking spells.

However, they have no way to realize these advanced spells now, and can only start with the simplest one-time magic props.

"We signed a contract." George rolled his eyes at Fred. "You said we were originally going to be our own bosses, but why does it feel like we're working for others now?"

Both of them have a contract badge in their pockets, and the pattern on it is the handprint of their two thumbs.

There are not many contents in the contract, one of which is to be on call.

As long as the badge emits heat, this contract badge will become a portkey, which can be teleported to Salazar's side no matter where it is.

"I remember Dad said that there is a profession called an angel investor in the Muggle world. Do you think he is an angel investor?"

It's not surprising that Fred would have this idea. After all, what Salazar did was in line with the practice of angel investors, providing them with a lot of start-up capital, and even giving them the method of making magic props.

They still have a lot of rubies lying in their pockets. As long as these rubies are exchanged at Gringotts, they will be enough for the two of them to eat and live for the next ten years.

However, Salazar only allowed them to use the Galleons exchanged for the practice of magic props, and they could not spend them casually. This was also part of the contract.

With these financial guarantees, the two can conduct experiments and inventions more unscrupulously, and even rent a special room for research in the name of part-time jobs during summer vacation.

Although the Burrow is very warm, it is really a bit unstable for them.

So the two never dared to experiment with those fireworks props inside, because they were not proficient enough, so they were afraid that if the house was blown up, their mother would prevent them from seeing the sun the next day.

"It doesn't count...Of course I know about angel investors. They are entrepreneurs who persuade investors to give them money. But what did he do? I always feel that he wants to do something and is too lazy to do it. To do it, so we found the two of us to help him work.”

It wasn't just George who felt this way, Fred also felt this way. Apart from the basic method of making magic props, those spells such as shock-absorbing spells and speed-up spells didn't seem to want to be used as basic magic props.

"Are you saying that he is going to start a broomstick company, and we will be the first batch of employees?" Fred scratched his head and asked.

"Shouldn't it? There is an inscription on expanding the space in the notebook. Are you sure that the broomstick can be used with the traceless stretching spell?" George briefly glanced at the notebook. The current level can basically only be seen.

"It's impossible to build a car, right? Then become the first flying car company in the wizarding world?" Fred made a joke, and he laughed first.

"How is that possible! Does he want to be arrested by the Ministry of Magic? Our father is the director of the Office of Muggle Abuse." George also laughed.

But the laughter of the two became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely, and they could see the same panic in each other's eyes.

"Do you remember Dad, he used magic to transform a car?"

"I remember, that used car wasn't cheap, and Mom had a big fight with him. But it does fly..."

"I remember when Dad was in charge of writing the laws against the misuse of Muggle things . . . there seemed to be a rule."

"It seems that wizards can transform Muggle items, as long as they are not discovered!" The two said in unison.

Their father, Arthur Weasley, is an avid lover of Muggle items. In addition to collecting a large number of Muggle items, he even magically transforms some of them.

The Weasley twins' passion for invention and creation may be derived from Arthur's influence on them since childhood.

"Fred, do you think we have boarded a pirate ship? If we go to Azkaban in the future, do you think mom will give us food when she visits us, or will she give us two punches ?” George didn’t have the confidence to say anything.

"Then let's pretend to be pitiful. I think mom will be merciful." Fred replied embarrassingly, "We are at most accomplices, right? He is the mastermind and we should arrest him first..."

"Really?" George felt a little guilty. "He is a freshman. What if he says that we ordered him? And do you think he has so much magic knowledge that the family behind him will be weak?"

"What are you discussing? It sounds very interesting!" A lark-like female voice sounded behind them.

The Weasley twins suddenly felt chills down their backs, and a few rubies flew out of their pockets because of the excessive jumping back, and landed on the snow, which was particularly conspicuous.

"When did you show up?" Fred asked, looking at Salazar and Cassandra with a trembling voice.

"Probably when you are discussing whether I dragged you into the pirate ship." Salazar said indifferently, with a calm expression, it is impossible to see what he was thinking in his heart, "If you think there is a problem, you can return the things to me. .”

"It's nothing! It's nothing!" The two quickly picked up the gems on the ground and stuffed them into their pockets, then flew away from the snow.