The Weasley brothers might have spent all day laughing and fooling around, utterly shameless, and they were always causing trouble even while studying at the Castle, but none of the teachers disliked them. Oh, perhaps Filch and Snape should probably be excluded.
Their grades were also among the best in their year in Gryffindor.
Naturally, this also made them proud to their very bones.
So when Su Er spoke with obvious contempt, the twins were particularly annoyed, even though they were indeed on good terms.
But men, especially young men in the flower of youth at seventeen, could never stand being told they were no good. They always wanted to prove themselves.
And so...
Anger rose on George's face. He drew his wand and stepped forward.
But Fred grabbed his brother and drew his own wand. Ignoring his brother's dissatisfied expression, he looked earnestly at Su Er.
"Are you sure that if George and I beat you together, you'll recommend us to Professor Dumbledore for the Order of the Phoenix?"
"Of course, as long as you can beat me." Su Er nodded and twirled his wand, looking entirely relaxed and at ease. Naturally, the air of contempt was even stronger.
"Fred, I think I'm enough on my own," George said indignantly.
"Why fight one-on-one? Since our Mr. Bones said he can take both of us at once, why shouldn't we choose the easier way to win?" Fred said.
In fact, Fred was very clever. He had noticed Su Er's expression when he answered, the expression of someone extremely confident in his own abilities. Moreover, strangely enough, when he and George had subsequently left to come here, their mother had not stopped them at all. That was very unusual.
Of course, it was not that Fred lacked confidence in his own