The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The old man was very happy.

"It's... it's the fifth-grade textbook..."

Percy stammered, lowering his head guiltily.

"It's like this, Argus!"

Seeing that Percy couldn't say it, Fred took over the conversation generously.

"We don't have that many gold galleons to compensate you with a new fifth-grade textbook for the time being. We have to wait a few days for my parents to mail the gold galleons."

"If you need it urgently, I can give you my book first, and when I buy a new book, I will exchange it with you."

Percy was afraid that Argus would be dissatisfied, so he spoke hurriedly.

"Or, we can use the goods as a substitute!"

Fred winked at Argus: "Those are all good stuff, the favorite of freshmen!"

"There are fat tongue toffees that can make your tongue bigger, and one of them can make a classroom stink for a week!"

"And..."

"Shut up, Fred!"

Argus smiled and shook his head: "No need for new books, the books are not broken, and it won't delay my continued reading."

"And there are my notes on it, it will be very troublesome to change it."

"But..."

"It's okay, Percy!" Argus smiled and shook his head.

"If you really feel bad, just lend me your old notes."

"Speaking of which, the notes of the top student in Gryffindor are not something that ordinary people can borrow."

"I got the advantage this time!"

"It's a small matter, leave it to me, Mr. Grindelwald!"

When it comes to grades, Percy's face is obviously proud.

"Just call me Argus, Fred and George both call me that."

"Oh, listen, Fred, our top student in the grade is finally useful!"

Percy glared at George who was making fun of him.

"Okay, Argus, I'll take them back first, and I'll deliver the notes tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, I'll go get them myself when you're free."

Percy thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you the notes in the Hogwarts Hall tomorrow morning."

"Then I won't disturb your rest, good night!"

After saying that, he took the Weasley twins in each hand and left.

Argus didn't go back, and waited for about ten minutes.

Two sneaky figures emerged from the stairs.

"The generous chief has given us a secret signal to let us come back. Are you interested in our products?"

"We have a lot of good things here. Let me guess what you want..."

"No need to guess. I'm interested in more than just your products."

"More than just products? Could it be that..." George covered his mouth with one hand, pretending to be terrified.

"It's over. How many little witches in Hogwarts are going to be heartbroken!"

Aggs was full of black lines.

Is this the characteristic of Britain?

Gay love? Even teenagers know it!

Fred patted Aggs's shoulder in a comforting way: "Don't worry, this is normal. We won't tell anyone else."

"By the way, you asked us to come..."

Fuck!

I almost forgot about the business after being messed around by these two people!

Argus then remembered the purpose of calling the two here, and fearing that they would be confused again, he said: "I called you back because I want to discuss a cooperation with you."

"Or, investment is more appropriate."

"Investment!"

Hearing this word, the Weasley twins looked at each other.

From each other's eyes, they could see the uncontrollable surprise.

For so many years, their hobbies have not been recognized.

Both Mrs. Molly and the professors of Hogwarts have expressed dissatisfaction more than once.

They even hesitated whether to continue this hobby.

I thought their careers might gradually decline, but I never thought that there would be a sudden turn!

Argus carefully observed the reactions of the two and told them his thoughts in full.

"Your product is very valuable to me."

"It has good development prospects, but it is limited by funds and cannot be fully utilized."

"As long as the funds are sufficient, we will definitely make a lot of gold galleons!"

"Look, Fred, our sponsor has a good eye!"

The Weasley twins hugged Argus's shoulders tightly as if they had met a soulmate.

"I wonder how many gold galleons our future shareholders plan to invest?"

When this topic was mentioned, George became a little nervous.

He quietly pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands.

Fred's eyes also became a little more uneasy.

After all, they were only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Children.

Facing the future fate of their beloved career, they are still somewhat uneasy.

Argus slowly stretched out five fingers.

"Five gold galleons... enough for us to use for a while!"

"It's fifty!"

"Fifty!"

George and Fred couldn't believe it.

They didn't recover from the surprise for a while!

It wasn't until Argus handed the heavy bag of gold galleons to them that they woke up from their ecstasy.

"These fifty are just the first batch of funds. From now on, all your materials, including experimental consumption, will be borne by me."

"Just give me a backup of the products you developed."

"We will split the subsequent profits 50-50."

"This..."

The Weasley twins looked at each other and slapped each other hard.

Then they hugged each other.

"George, this is not a dream! The generous Mr. Grindelwald is really willing to invest a large sum of money in our business!"

"We don't have to hide from place to place every day!"

They couldn't believe that a pie actually fell from the sky!

And it fell right on their heads!

"Not only that, when you graduate, you can come directly to Saints."

"I have prepared a joke shop specifically for you, and you are responsible for everything."

"Merlin's long johns! Today is definitely our lucky day!"

The Weasley brothers were almost knocked unconscious by Argus's pie.

The corners of their mouths were almost grinning to the back of their ears!

They almost knelt down to kowtow to Argus!

Argus smiled and comforted the two.

He would not do a losing business!

In Argus's view, the prank toys of the Weasley twins would definitely become the signboard of the future commercial street of Saints!

Don't say fifty gold galleons, as long as he can take them down, he won't hesitate to give them five thousand!

The three discussed some more details, and when they looked up, it was already late at night.

Argus stretched his body and made a clicking sound.

"It's getting late, how about..."

"How about a thrilling midnight snack?"

George raised his eyebrows and suggested to Argus.

"Midnight snack?" Argus rubbed his stomach.

It would have been better if George didn't say it, but he was really a little hungry when he said it.

He nodded, as if he thought of something: "Go to the Hogwarts kitchen?"

"Another fellow traveler!"

The Weasley twins excitedly pulled Argus and sneaked through the secret passages one by one.

To be honest, Argus began to regret it halfway through.

It's really not worth running so far in the middle of the night for a midnight snack.

But... we're here now!

The three came to a brightly lit stone passage.

At the end of the passage, there was an oil painting of a fruit bowl.

Fred walked to the painting skillfully and gently scratched one of the pears.

"Crack!"

The pear seemed to have life, and it twitched when it was scratched, revealing a green door handle.

Fred twisted it hard, and the painting opened.

"Mr. Sponsor, welcome to the Hogwarts kitchen!"