[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

In the silent London night, a series of shouts and screams suddenly sounded in the air.

Tony was in a deep sleep when he suddenly woke up with a sudden bang on his head.

Immediately, soft lights came on in the bedroom, followed by Friday's voice: "Sir, two unidentified human beings fell on the roof, and they were tested wearing the Mark family armor."

"Battle armor?" Tony suddenly woke up.

As far as he knows, Rhodes is the only person on Earth who has a battle armor besides himself, obviously he won't fall on his roof at night.

"Sir, unknown figures are moving along the outside of the wall." Friday continued.

"What's the matter? Mr. Stark?" Another person sat up next to Tony, his hair curled up in sleep, his eyes half-closed, and his face full of dazedness after waking up.

"It's okay, just keep sleeping." Tony rubbed his head, and kissed the little curly hair's forehead along the way.

The little curly hair fell back on the pillow.

At the same time, Al, who was lying on the glass of Stark's house and looking in, was surprised and incoherent: "Did you see George, did you see it?"

"Wow, I saw it." George replied in a low voice, sticking close to him, "Isn't that exactly what you wanted to see?"

"Happiness came so suddenly—wow!"

There were two more screams, and the glass on which the two were lying on their stomachs suddenly opened, and they fell into it unprepared.

The loud noise woke Peter up completely. He turned over and subconsciously assumed the classic Spider-Man posture: "What happened?"

"It's just that we have two guests." Tony rubbed the center of his brows, staring at the two people in front of him who were obviously wearing his own battle armor—they had opened their visors, revealing two very familiar faces with awkward smiles. Face.

"Al, George?" Peter was surprised and delighted, and sat cross-legged on the bed, "Long time no see, why are you here? Are you wearing Mr. Stark's armor? When did you send them—"

"I didn't send them." Tony made a "please" gesture to the two, "I need an explanation."

"I just accidentally went to the parallel world... That Mr. Stark gave us two sets of armor in order to buy something in my hand." Al blinked at Tony flatteringly, "Stark Sir, can you help us repair and repair the armor? Although we use it with care, it is also damaged a lot."

Tony was about to open his mouth to say "No", when George quickly stuffed something into his mouth: "Try this."

A strangely sweet smell took over Tony's mouth, and he blinked, looking shocked.

"what is this?"

"Chocolate crucible." George quickly introduced, "The potion is the special happy potion of the Weasley brothers. If you want, I have a lot here. In addition to the chocolate crucible, there are also butter beer granules. Add a glass of water to make it original. Butterbeer, chocolate frogs, licorice wands, sizzling honey, piles of cockroaches..."

He took out a small bag from his pocket, pulled the bag open, and dumped a lot of various snacks on Tony's bed.

Peter picked up a chocolate frog, and as soon as he opened it, the brown frog popped out.

"Wow!" Peter exclaimed, quickly grabbed the frog back and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You like it?" Tony asked.

Peter nodded hurriedly.

"We want it all, how much?"

Al immediately started quoting: "Chocolate Frogs for $25, Chocolate Cauldrons for $[-], Cockroach Stacks for $[-]—"

Before Tony could speak, Peter called out first.

"Brother, isn't this just a bunch of candies? The ones you sell are too expensive, stealing money!"

"You can only find what we have here if you search the entire universe here." George raised his eyebrows at him, "There are only a hundred chocolate frogs, and only seventy crucibles—these are all given to you for free, please. Mr. Stark is the reward for helping us repair the armor, isn't it a good deal?"

"Oh my God." Peter said incredulously, "We are old acquaintances, and you won't take any losses from us!"

"We are businessmen now, Peter." Al patted Peter on the head with a smile, "Unlike you, you have a boyfriend who is the richest man in the world, and we can only sell these things from one plane to another, with small profits but quick turnover. , barely make ends meet."

Peter blushed up to his ears, and peeked at Tony, seeing that he was not paying attention to himself, so he glared at Al.

"How much can you bring here at a time?" Tony asked after thinking for a while.

"We use magic bags to carry these things. If you want more, you can bring more magic bags. You can bring up to a thousand of each type at a time, and you can come once a week." Al replied quickly.

Tony nodded: "According to what you said, send me these things every week, bring some of all the interesting things you can bring over there, I will ask for all I bring, and I can also maintain it for you regularly Armor."

Originally, I thought Al and George, who had regular buyers, would immediately agree. Unexpectedly, the two profiteers exchanged a look, and George asked, "Are you going to make an industrial chain to sell it? How about a share?"

Peter sniffled, feeling sad that his innocent, lovely and pure old friend had been blackened by this ruthless and sophisticated society, and at such a young age, he looked like two little bastards who were both evil and businessmen.

Al and George made a lot of money by reselling special products from various planes, and exchanged their income in all planes for hard currency gold. Soon the Malfoy family and the Weasley family became Harry Potter's world. The two richest families (Fog).