Perhaps This Is the Meaning of Life

Fred suddenly said, "Sirius, this isn't the first time Harry has dealt with Dark wizards!"

"What other Dark wizards were there?" Sirius looked at Harry and blinked. "Harry, could it be..."

"And the prisoners of Azkaban! Gilderoy..." George picked up where Fred left off, drawling the name with theatrical flair, "Lockhart!"

Sirius had originally wanted to mention Voldemort, but Harry rarely told others about anything involving Voldemort and himself.

Hearing George say Gilderoy Lockhart's name, he asked in confusion, "Gilderoy Lockhart? What did he do to Harry?"

Fred slung an arm around Harry's shoulders. "You should be asking Harry what he did to Gilderoy Lockhart!"

"I get it!" Ron's body jolted as he burst into laughter.

"As expected of our little brother!" George nodded approvingly. "Looks like he's caught on to what we mean!"

Seeing the confusion on Harry's face, Ron explained with a snicker, "Don't remember? During the Duelling Club, Gilderoy Lockhart's hair got burned off by magic..."

"I remember!" Harry's eyes shifted as realization dawned on him. He pointed at himself, disbelief written across his face. "That was my magic?"

"That's right!" George nodded. "We were watching Gilderoy Lockhart from the corner! We saw that spell's trajectory perfectly clearly! Though, of course, it was all thanks to your magic!"

"That we managed to obtain the precious... 'Professor's Remains'!" Fred patted Harry on the chest. "The Magic Fireworks tonight were brilliant, weren't they?"

Sirius asked curiously, "You mean those Magic Fireworks that used the Vanishing Charm and became even bigger?"

"Yep!" George admitted. "It was all thanks to the 'Professor's Remains'! We've already come up with a name for those Magic Fireworks!"

"Ahem!" Fred cleared his throat. "The name is... The Sorrow of Burned-Blond Hair! Weasley Whizz... Bang! Fireworks! Fireworks That Never Stop!"

Fred and George always came up