Night had fallen at the shop at Diagon Alley No. 93.
Having just finished dinner, Fred, George, Lee Jordan, and Shanna stared at the letter on the table with furrowed brows. A few hours earlier, they had received bad news from Arthur.
The owners of Honeydukes and Zonko Joke Shop had actually accused their shop of monopolistic practices and demanded that the Ministry of Magic investigate them? The most ridiculous part was that this so-called monopoly referred to patents they had developed themselves, while the other side shamelessly wanted access to that technology in order to ensure everyone could "compete fairly."
"That really is astonishing." It was Shanna's first time seeing people so utterly shameless.
"Guess we pushed them into a corner." Fred did not care much about it. "But I think they picked the wrong time. The Ministry of Magic obviously can't pass such an absurd law."
"Hard to say. Who knows whether Zonko and the others might bribe Ministry officials into drafting legislation that benefits them?" George said with a frown. "Politicians' integrity is hardly worth trusting. Otherwise, why do you think Albert would rather give the Ministry a discount than let them run up a tab?"
"I think we've made too much money lately, and it's made a lot of people jealous," Lee Jordan said, frowning. "That's why they've joined forces against us."
"We should tell Albert about it," Shanna suggested. "He'll definitely have a solution."
"That bloke's probably still on his honeymoon trip. Damn it, I'm so jealous." Fred took a huge gulp of Butterbeer and could not help complaining. "When I get married, I'm definitely going travelling for half a year or a year before coming back."
"First, you'll have to convince Angelina to marry you." Lee Jordan shook his head repeatedly. He did not