Silan, mimicking George, pinched a pinch of Floo Powder from the flowerpot.
Throwing the Floo Powder into the fire, Silan closed her eyes and stepped into the emerald green flames.
"Diagon Alley," he pronounced precisely.
Although Floo Powder can only teleport people to places connected to the Floo Network, it can be troublesome if someone mispronounces words and teleports them to a very far place.
After a dizzying, whirlwind-like experience and a deafening roar, Silan appeared in front of a stone fireplace in Diagon Alley.
George was standing in front of him, waiting for him.
After Silan stepped out of the fireplace, Fred followed closely behind, leaping out of the flames.
"Alright, guys, everything's going well."
George and Fred each took one side of Silan and brushed the dust off his shoulders.
Although they arrived early today, the shops in Diagon Alley were all opening early because it was close to Christmas and the wizards were busy shopping.
Just like when Silan last came, the shop windows of various stores were filled with a dazzling array of goods.
After half a semester of study, Silan was able to recognize many things in Diagon Alley.
The three of them strolled around and bought a few things.
George and Fred excitedly bought lots of magic fireworks, but they didn't forget to bring some Christmas gifts for their families.
As she walked past the various shops, Silan bought some things to take back as gifts.
The Wizarding World isn't about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions.
"Oh no, we have to go back right now!"
George suddenly tugged at Fred and Silan's sleeves, "Mom's about to wake up."
Upon hearing this, the three of them quickly ran towards the fireplace.
On the way, Fred pulled three small paper packets from his robe. "One for each of you. Don't lose them."
This is the Floo Powder he prepared in advance for his return trip.
The three of them dashed to the fireplace.
Fortunately, there weren't many people around, so the three of them squeezed inside one after another.
Back at their the Burrow, the three of them huddled under the dining table, heads down.
After carefully observing their surroundings, George and Fred breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now we'll sneak upstairs," Fred said, hugging the table leg. "Let's pretend nothing happened."
When he crawled out from under the table, he suddenly froze on the spot.
George, who was behind him, patted his leg, signaling him not to block the way.
But Fred seemed oblivious and remained frozen in place, so George and Silan had to go around to the other side.
They both froze in place, just like Fred.
Molly, holding a wooden stick used for stirring chicken feed, brandished it like Sword of Gryffindor: "You two had better explain what you were doing!"
She spoke in a low voice, her intimidating gaze only sweeping over George and Fred.
It seems he's convinced that Silan was abducted by them.
"Mom, I think we can explain..."
"The bed's empty! No note left!" Molly practically roared. "Even Silan's gone! I'm going crazy! Oh, you two wicked girls, you've corrupted Silan!"
George and Fred opened their mouths. "Mom, actually..."
"That's going too far! You'll corrupt Silan!"
"Actually..."
George and Fred spoke again, wanting to tell the truth.
But Molly didn't give them a chance. Turning away from their words, she whispered to Silan, "Child, I hope you weren't frightened. I was just... so worried about you."
"Especially for a kind and pitiful little one like you, what if something happens to you? How am I supposed to explain this to your parents?"
Fred looked at George with a helpless expression, as if to say, "Who is his real son anyway?"
George, however, felt some regret.
I should have brought Ron back; at least he could have shared some of the firepower, right?
If all else fails, he can always take the blame.
"Aunt Molly, please don't be angry." Silan stepped forward, seeing the pleading looks from George and Fred. "We went to Diagon Alley to buy something."
"That's still not possible..."
We bought Christmas presents for everyone.
Silan winked at George and Fred, who immediately understood and proudly pulled out the gifts they had bought from their robes.
"Yes, Mom, look, this is for you."
"Where did you get the money?" Molly's first reaction wasn't gratitude. "I don't want to take your gifts and then receive a letter from Hogwarts saying you've been arrested and thrown in Azkaban for robbery."
George and Fred were both speechless.
We just like playing pranks, not committing crimes.
"This is what Silan earned at school."
"Really?" Molly asked, still somewhat skeptical.
"If you don't believe me, just ask Silan."
Fred quickly mastered the correct way to use Silan.
All your words were less persuasive than a single sentence from Silan.
Silan nodded, agreeing with Fred's words.
Molly was relieved and accepted the gift.
The twins secretly breathed a sigh of relief and gave Silan a thumbs up.
Molly was deeply moved by this.
Silan is such a good child!
"Aunt Molly, I also have a gift for you." Silan took out a delicate little box. "I hope you like it."
Before she even opened it, Molly beamed and said, "Thank you, dear child, I love it."
Upon opening the box, Molly saw a delicate little brooch inside, its color perfectly matching her eyes.
It's clear that Molly really likes it.
After receiving the Christmas gifts the children had prepared, Molly had mostly calmed down.
Silan has achieved two goals at once.
This not only helped George and Fred out of their predicament, but also calmed Molly down.
Over the next two days, Silan had Melba send out some of the gifts he had prepared. He had prepared gifts for several professors.
Professor McGonagall's two gold cat-shaped cloak buckles were perfect for securing her turquoise cloak.
Professor Sprout's kit is a set of tools for growing herbs.
Silan didn't forget to send a set to Neville as well; having the tools would make growing herbs much easier.
Dumbledore had five pairs of wool socks woven using different knitting techniques.
Now even if he wears one toe for each foot, it will be enough.
Professor Flitwick was given a victory badge, which was said to bring good luck to wizards participating in duels.
Of course, the most important person is their great sales champion, the respected Professor Snape.
Silan specially bought him a case of Potter Brand Shampoo.
However, for his own safety, he did not dare to deliver it directly to Snape. Instead, he had Melba deliver it to the Owl Post Office and then anonymously forward it to Snape.
Although it's a bit more troublesome, it's safer.
Professor Snape would love it.
Of course, besides the professors, Harry and Ron also each received a Christmas present.
As for Hermione's, Silan decided to deliver it herself.
Afterwards, Molly and Arthur Weasley prepared to take Ginny to Romania.
George and Fred, on the other hand, were preparing to return to Hogwarts.
Before leaving, Molly also prepared a Christmas gift for Silan.
She had knitted an orange sweater by hand, with a large "X" woven in silver thread on it—probably the initial of his name.
"Hey, Silan. You have a Weasley sweater too."
"Why does yours have letters too? Does Mom think you'll forget your own name?"
George and Fred were both wearing blue sweaters.
Fred's sweater had a big yellow "F" on it, while George's sweater had a yellow "G" of the same size on it.
The two people, one on each side, pulled the sweater over Silan's head, then helped him pull his arms out and smoothed out the wrinkles in the sweater.
George and Fred grinned, clearly very pleased with how Silan looked in the sweater.
"That's great, you're family with us now."
Molly patted their heads, separated the two people crowding in front of her, and said to Silan:
"My child, I have another gift for you."