Ron's Wand

Because of an unexpected matter at the department, neither Chris nor Diana returned home for lunch, Kyle had lunch at the Weasley family.

Mrs. Weasley was overjoyed to see Kyle after not seeing him for more than two weeks. She poured seven or eight sausages into his plate and forced him to have three more bowls of rice.

After eating, Kyle was so full he didn't want to move.

"Want to get rid of the Gnome together?" Fred asked enthusiastically after lunch.

"We're Quidditch Beater now, we can definitely beat you."

"Next time," Kyle shook his head, took a yellow envelope from his pocket, and said, "I'm going to Diagon Alley in a bit to buy some things I need for the new semester."

"Oh, right, you haven't bought anything yet!"

Mrs. Weasley, who was busy in the kitchen, came over and said, "Wait a moment, dear, we can go with you to Diagon Alley."

"No need, Mrs. Weasley."

Kyle laughed and said, "The things needed for second grade are actually about the same as for first grade. I just need to buy some parchment and ink, and I'll be back soon."

"But..." Mrs. Weasley seemed hesitant.

"It's okay, Mom," Fred said. "We can go with him."

George added, "Yes, Mom, don't worry."

"Alright then." Mrs. Weasley thought for a moment and didn't say anything more, but she still glanced at the twins and instructed them, "Come back quickly after you're done shopping, and don't take Kyle to any shady places."

"We're not going to those places."

"To be honest, although you are our mother, you don't understand us at all."

While the twins were talking to Mrs. Weasley, Kyle suddenly noticed Ron sitting to the side... and the wand he was holding.

He had seen the wand at Charlie last semester; it was badly worn, with even the Unicorn Hair showing through.

Kyle suddenly remembered something, looked up and said, "Mrs. Weasley, you've misunderstood Fred and George."

Upon hearing Kyle's words, the twins immediately nodded repeatedly, silently giving a thumbs-up with their hands behind their backs.

However, Kyle acted as if he hadn't seen their actions and continued, "They came with me to Diagon Alley because they wanted to buy Ron a new wand."

"Hmm... hmm?"

Fred and George were nodding when they suddenly froze, turning around to look at Kyle in disbelief.

Ron, standing nearby, was equally incredulous.

Merlin, Fred, and George... should we buy him a new wand?

Ron could hardly believe what he was hearing, but then a surge of elation welled up inside him.

He desperately wanted a new wand; these past few days he'd even been dreaming about choosing one in Ollivander.

Unfortunately, despite having more money, Mrs. Weasley refused his request to buy a wand, arguing that the Galleon were twins and she was merely holding them for safekeeping.

Unexpectedly...

Ron looked at his two older brothers with red eyes and a face full of emotion, as if he would burst into tears at any moment.

Fred and George were still in a daze, their expressions somewhat blank.

When did they say they were going to buy Ron a new wand? Isn't that just a waste of Galleon? He's only a first-year student; he can make do with Charlie's old wand.

However, trusting Kyle, the twins hesitated for a moment before not refuting him.

"Yes... yes, Mom."

Fred gritted his teeth and said, "We did want to buy Ron a new wand."

George took a deep breath and forced a dry smile. "We just didn't say anything because we were afraid you'd object."

"My dear, how could I possibly object?"

Mrs. Weasley's eyes were also a little moist. She stepped forward and gently hugged Fred and George.

"I'm glad you think that way. George is right; I didn't understand you at all."

"I'm Fred, Mom," George said, blushing and a little shyly. "You've mistaken us for someone else again."

"I'm sorry, Fred, dear," Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, releasing them. "By the way, please wait a moment."

With that, she went upstairs.

Taking advantage of this moment, the twins immediately looked at Kyle, their eyes full of doubt.

Kyle shook his head calmly, signaling them to be patient.

Soon, Mrs. Weasley returned, carrying a bag.

"These are your Galleon."

She handed the bag to George, who was standing closest, and said, "I was worried that you were too young and would spend so much Galleon recklessly, but it seems you've really grown up."

Take it; you can't buy a wand without it.

George eagerly opened the bag, which contained about thirty gleaming Galleon.

A flicker of disappointment crossed the twins' eyes.

They thought all the Galleon were inside, but it turned out there were only thirty.

Mrs. Weasley guessed his thoughts at a glance and said sternly again, "What, you think it's not enough? Then forget it."

After saying that, she made a move to take the bag out.

George took a step back and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Of course not, Mom, how could we complain about it being too little?"

Seemingly afraid that Mrs. Weasley might change her mind, George walked straight to the fireplace, holding a bag in one hand and grabbing a handful of Floo Powder in the other.

"We're running out of time, we have to go."

After saying that, he threw the Floo Powder into the fireplace and went inside without looking back.

Diagon Alley!

In the blink of an eye, George was gone.

Seeing this, Fred and Kyle immediately followed.

When Kyle opened his eyes again, he was already in front of the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron.

Fred and George flanked him on either side, speaking rapidly:

"When did we say we were going to buy Ron a wand?!"

"We need an explanation, Kyle."

One wand costs seven Galleon; that's enough for them to make a hundred Ton-Tongue Toffee.

"Don't get agitated. Aren't you curious? Why is the Ollivander store so dirty...?"

Kyle leaned close to their ears and whispered something.

After listening, the twins' eyes gradually became interested, but they still looked a little puzzled.

Fred hesitated for a moment and said, "A wand costs seven Galleon... Isn't that too wasteful?"

"It's alright, I'll pay for it," Kyle said with a smile. "Consider it a welcome gift for Ron ..."

"Flutter..."

As they were talking, a plump figure rolled out of the fireplace.

Ron didn't even bother to brush the dust off his clothes; he immediately stood up and looked around, searching for something.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Kyle and the twins not far away, and then ran over with cheerful steps.