"Two busy men—what brings you back here?"
Mrs. Weasley emerged from the kitchen carrying food. Looking at Fred and George seated in the dining room, she raised an eyebrow slightly. She remembered that they had only moved to Diagon Alley the day before yesterday, supposedly into a temporarily erected tent.
"We recently received some pamphlets from the Ministry of Magic."
"And we had a few special ideas."
Fred and George exchanged a glance and said in unison, "We think everything in those pamphlets the Ministry handed out is rubbish. None of it is any use, so we plan to make our own..."
"What are you planning to do?" Ron and Ginny came downstairs.
"We plan to compile some pamphlets ourselves that can actually help people, so we need Remus and Moody's assistance." George explained why they had returned for dinner.
"Didn't Anderson publish Self-Defense Guide?" Ron really could not understand what Fred and George were trying to do.
"Yes, but what we need isn't that sort of thing. Something simpler, easier to understand, more reliable..." Fred suddenly turned to Ron. "Why am I explaining this to you?"
"This has nothing to do with you." George picked up the Butterbeer keg and poured himself a glass.
"You..." Ron was thoroughly annoyed.
"Is that really necessary?" Ginny was puzzled. Sirius's Defence Reporter was actually rather similar in nature; both taught people how to protect themselves and their families in these turbulent times.
"It's very necessary. Defence Against the Dark Arts items are very popular right now. People are desperately seeking protection, and lots of wizards are churning out all kinds of messy, useless rubbish to fool those poor, confused fools."
"At least we can help them spend their Galleons in the right places instead of buying piles of worthless junk."
"You're not