Bill and Charlie Bury Their Heads in Books

Only once they truly began cleaning did they realize how large Number 12, Grimmauld Place was. Cleaning it thoroughly was certainly not something that could be done in one go.

After a day of cleaning, resting, and spending time together, everyone gradually became more familiar with one another and was no longer as reserved as when they had first met.

At the very least, when Fred and George came downstairs, reached into the buckets behind Harry and the others, and tried to scoop out the Doxies, Mrs. Weasley's scolding was loud enough for everyone in the entire building to hear.

Fred puffed out his chest and explained, "Mum, we want to catch these Doxies because we're planning to continue our research..."

"Yeah, Mum!" George chimed in from the side. "M.S.C. doesn't have many products yet. We need to expand our product range!"

"Then don't sneak around taking them!" Mrs. Weasley's eyebrows no longer rose. "You make it sound like I'm determined to stop you..."

"Didn't you see how badly you frightened Ron just now? If you want to take them, do it properly... Put on dragon-hide gloves, and watch out for those Doxies' teeth!"

Seeing Fred and George becoming increasingly efficient, she began nagging again. "Learn from Wizet and Luna. They cleared away the Doxy eggs so quickly..."

"And they haven't been idle since. They lend a hand wherever help is needed. You two... when will you finally give me less to worry about?"

Fred directly lifted the small bucket behind Ginny and dumped all the unconscious Doxies into a sack. "Mum, you can't say that. We only came down to rest after finishing our work..."

"Yeah!" George held the sack open and nodded eagerly. "It was really dangerous just now! There was a set of purple robes that attacked