Bringing electricity into magic! The twins were set to launch Hogwarts' Industrial Revolution!

The twins pulled back a rough tarpaulin, and with a clatter of metal, a mountain of materials was revealed before Douglas.

It was all scrap metal given preliminary alchemical treatment and low-grade potion ingredients, giving off a peculiar mixture of rust, magical reagents, and sweat.

The workshop air carried the faint tingle of ozone and the scorching heat of metal grinding. In a corner, several muscular werewolf students concentrated on operating a magically modified lathe, flying sparks illuminating their focused, hopeful faces.

"Professor, we've found the perfect substitute!"

Fred picked up a metal ball gleaming with a dull silver light and shouted excitedly, a few streaks of grease still on his face.

"Using metal our werewolf brothers salvaged from scrap heaps, plus a standardized enchantment process."

George continued.

"We've successfully cut the cost of each Nightmare to one Galleon! And five Sickles!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Douglas's eyes.

He picked up a Nightmare and carefully examined the magical patterns on it.

Crude, but effective.

Full of a utilitarian beauty.

He had never expected these twins, usually so fond of mischief, to possess such astonishing talent for business and research.

"Very good." Douglas tossed the metal ball back to George.

"Finalize the design as soon as possible, then begin an initial production run. Under the contract, you'll receive a share of the profits."

"The unrest at the Quidditch World Cup was only the beginning."

His voice turned cold.

"Orders from the Ministry of Magic will soon come pouring in."

"We need to make sure every Auror can carry a few of these in their pockets."

He surveyed the crude but vibrant workshop.

The werewolf students were grinding metal casings in the corner, while Lupin taught them how to etch magical patterns precisely.

Fred and George, meanwhile, were continuing to refine