With a loud explosion, dazzling firelight burst open, spreading into a firework lion in midair.
Fred and George hugged each other, cheering and jumping. "It worked, it worked! It's even prettier than we imagined! That gold is gorgeous! Prettier than a Gold Galleon!"
Wizet smiled too. The twins had a magical ability to spread happiness with ease.
In truth, he had not done very much. He had mainly made sure the materials fully took effect, ensuring the final product's colors were vivid enough.
But to Fred and George, what Wizet had done was the greatest contribution of all.
The twins did not stay idle. Once the experimental firework was finished, they got busy again, tinkering with larger fireworks.
The two of them even wrote up a patent application with great seriousness and had Wizet add his name to it as well.
In the secret passage, Wizet was still thinking about the patent application. "You're planning to take this to the Ministry of Magic and apply for a patent? Magic can be patented too?"
He knew very little about the Ministry of Magic. Most of what he knew came from secret stories Luna had told him.
For example, the Ministry of Magic's elite wizards, the Aurors, were actually part of the "Rotfang Conspiracy."
The so-called "Rotfang Conspiracy" referred to certain schemers using magic and gum disease to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within.
The conspiracy sounded mysterious and impressive, and extremely magical. Since it had also come from Luna's mouth, Wizet believed it without question.
He wanted to understand the "Rotfang Conspiracy" more fully, so naturally he became interested in the Ministry of Magic itself.
"The Ludicrous Patents Office is the department that handles this," Fred explained cheerfully. "It's under the Department of Magical Games and Sports, so