"Albert really is a bastard. He went off traveling by himself and dumped everything on us."
Fred, George, and Lee Jordan had been feeling rather conflicted lately. Ever since their Defense Against the Dark Arts items had made a name for themselves among the Aurors, they had quickly received a large order from the Ministry of Magic.
In fact, the shop had not only received a large order from the Ministry of Magic; they also received countless owl mail-order requests every day and had to deal with wizards coming into the shop to buy Defense Against the Dark Arts items. Their defensive items were selling out entirely.
Even with Lupin helping out, the three of them were busy to death every day, living a life that was both painful and joyful.
But whenever they thought of Albert, who had vanished off somewhere on his honeymoon, the three of them lost their balance.
They could not help it. Everyone else was working hard to make money, while that bastard was slacking off on the side. How could they not be angry? How could they not want to drag him back to work with them?
"Didn't Albert say someone would be coming to help us soon?"
Lee Jordan was checking over a batch of goods due to be delivered to the Ministry of Magic that day.
"It's already been several days, and we still haven't seen anyone."
It was not as though the three of them had never considered hiring help, but they simply could not bring themselves to trust outsiders.
Quite a few people had recently grown jealous of how much money they were making. Some bastards had even gone to the Ministry of Magic to accuse them of monopolizing the market, while counterfeit Defense Against the Dark Arts items had