"Fred, George, we're heading to Gringotts to collect our winnings first," Charlie said, unable to hide his excitement.
"Sure. Dad probably would only let you two go anyway, since you're adults."
Fred gave an exaggerated sigh, then carefully pulled the plaque representing his and George's betting money from his pocket and gently placed it in Bill's hand.
He handled it so delicately, as though it were an extremely fragile glass ornament.
"Then we're off!" Bill said with a grin.
"This huge pile of money is worth half a year's wages to me!"
"I don't trust those golden little darlings lying in the hands of Goblins. I worked with them long enough to know what they're like."
"They're so greedy, they'd love nothing more than to own every bit of gold in the world... I think I'll feel safest with the money in my own hands!"
With that, Bill and Charlie hurried through the crowd and soon disappeared from sight.
"We've made a fortune!" After Bill and Charlie left, Fred's eyes had turned into Galleons.
"We've really made a fortune this time! This is the most money I've ever made!"
"Absolutely. The Goblins gave us fifteen-to-one odds, and we put down two hundred Galleons with Dad and the others!"
George sighed beside him.
"In just one afternoon, it turned into three thousand Galleons! This feels amazing!"
Ron swallowed enviously, while Ginny marveled at her brothers' winnings.
Before now, only Mr. Weasley had a job in the Weasley family, while Mrs. Weasley was a full-time housewife.
It was only in recent years, after Bill, Charlie, and Percy graduated and found jobs, that the Weasley family's finances had improved.
Before that, although Mrs. Weasley used magic to provide their food, they still had to spend money on essentials like robes.
As a result,