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One of the major crises of second year had been resolved, just like that.

Harry had thought everything was fine now and he could happily get on with his life. But for all his calculations, he had overlooked the fact that there was still a house-elf named Dobby.

Not just Dobby, but that useless Lockhart too...

In the middle of the night, Harry lay in a bed in the hospital wing, his stomach aching at the sight of Dobby suddenly appearing before him.

Harry had been hiding under the covers, secretly watching his group friends chat and share their lives, when a sudden noise startled him into turning off the screen and closing his eyes to pretend he was asleep.

It turned out Dobby had come to visit him.

How was he supposed to explain to Dobby that the diary had already been dealt with and get him to stop disturbing his life? Pretty urgent. Waiting for answers online.

Oh My Mother: Speaking of which, it's already November.

[Admin] Yan: Time flies.

Hogwarts' Ceiling: I still vaguely remember last year's Halloween voice event.

always: Are we going to reminisce about last year's event every year? Hahaha

If the Twins Die, They Die Together: But last year's really was memorable!

Professor Snape Is Mine: I'm dying. Which gorgeous group member was that Snape back then? Sob...

Severus's Greasy Hair: No ulterior motives, really, I just want their contact details. Sob

Proprietress Number Three and a Half: You still haven't found them?

Daily Question: Have We Found That Professor Snape Cosplayer Today?: Still no, sob...

Kerun: This year's event only just ended though. (laughing and crying.jpg)

[Admin] !: As for events, everyone can hold one whenever they want, lol.

Bug Ming: Yay-

Aspires to Be Like Hermione: Woohoo! Will the talented people who did those skits last year be doing any this year?

The Burrow: I think they might! Didn't someone in the group post a photo before? I suspect that's proof they're still rehearsing. /nod

Oh My Mother: /applause, a well-reasoned argument with evidence! I'm convinced!

Fred and George fell silent in front of their screens. This Halloween had indeed seemed quite ordinary, with nothing happening.

Ced's fans, who knew the truth: ...

Yes! That's right! Rehearsing!

Ced Is Mine: Great! I suggest broadcasting it right now!

Forever Loyal to Ced: I think future Halloweens will be lots of fun too!

Merlin's Canned Meat: I suddenly have a new idea, family.

Proprietress Number Two: ? Speak, quickly.

Merlin's Canned Meat: So! What if the twins sold products on a livestream... I really want to see that!

Sandwich Biscuit: ? Holy shit

If the Twins Die, They Die Together: Ahhh, I can picture it!

Bug Ming: Imagine Fred holding a new product and shouting sales pitches in front of the screen... Fuck, my eyes!

Dumbledore's Favorite Sherbet Lemon: Sorry, but I can really picture Fred shouting, "Family, drop the link!"...

Kerun: (laughing wildly.jpg)

My Older Brother Is Farting: Selling products on a livestream?

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Brilliant idea!

Bug Ming: Help, those two really do seem like the kind of people who'd do it.

Twins, My Gods: Hahahahaha! No matter what they do, the twins are never out of character!

Old Voldy Has No Nose: Actually, James and Sirius are like that too. (holding back laughter.jpg)

U.R Cang: They seem like the kind of guys who'd drag Lupin in behind them to hold up a "Sale on everything" sign.

Bug Ming: Good lord, true!

[Admin] Yan: Then... would the twins drag Ron over to hold a sign for them?

Little Dragon Has a Little White Ferret: Hahaha, such loving older brothers!

James-Brand Shampoo: Ron: Do you have any manners?

Amid the laughter, the group members had yet to realize how big a surprise the upcoming holidays would drop on them.

Fred and George, meanwhile, began considering the possibility of selling products on a livestream. To be honest, they really did want to expand their business beyond Hogwarts.

But at present, no one outside Hogwarts would have any faith in things made by kids like them. But what if...

It was another world?

Fred felt he had discovered a new business opportunity! George couldn't wait to add these new ideas to their list of things to do.

"But if it really works, how would the transactions happen?" George suddenly wondered. How they would get paid was a good question. Fred smiled and said, "Since this thing could be sent here, doesn't that mean there has to be someone behind the scenes making it happen?"

"Besides, have you forgotten how these phones were sent to us?"

George realized it. "Our owls?"

Then he too broke into a somewhat excited smile. "We're going to be busy!"

The next morning, the bones in Harry's arm finally grew back. The process had been excruciating, and he had barely slept all night, but at least he had his group friends for company.

Though he was reluctant to admit it, Dobby's appearance had indeed temporarily distracted him from the pain in his arm and given him a headache instead.

So Harry opened his fan group, ready to tell them about his troubles and see if they had a solution.

[Group owner] Red-Lipped, White-Toothed The Chosen One: Hehehe, my little Harry~

Harry's Ravenclaw Girlfriend: Harry in third year is so handsome. /shy

Harry Is Mine: My traitorous tears are flowing from the corners of my mouth.

[Admin] Who Could Dislike The Chosen One?: Don't grow your tear ducts in strange places!

Harry Is Mine: Hehe~

The Chosen One's Underpants: I suggest Harry let me bang him.

Mrs. Potter: I'm a high schooler, I get to go first!

[Group owner] Red-Lipped, White-Toothed The Chosen One: ? Put some pants on.

Harry suddenly didn't quite dare speak...

Pretending he hadn't seen those strange messages, Harry typed.

Wants to Make Friends: If someone is causing you trouble, but they'll be so upset that they'll punish themselves if you bring it up, what can you do to make them see reason?

Did Gryffindor Lose Points Today?: Hm? This situation...

I Am Du Niang~: Wild guess, you're looking for: Dobby.

The Chosen One Underpants: Good lord, is this Dobby in real life? Are you okay, friend? Dealing with someone like that is super troublesome!

Mrs. Potter: Definitely! That's way too much of an inferiority complex... They even punish themselves? An extreme altruist?

?

Extreme altru... what?

Harry Is Mine: ? That's troublesome. But I'd suggest talking it out. Otherwise, both of you will feel awkward.

Harry's Ravenclaw Girlfriend: Has it already caused you a lot of trouble?

Wants to Make Friends: Hmm... I suppose so.

The broken arm certainly had, though Lockhart was still the main culprit behind his night in the hospital wing.

[Admin] James-Brand Shampoo: That's a bit tricky. I suggest telling a teacher or a parent! If nothing else works, you'll just have to avoid them!

Harry wished he could.

At lunch, Harry was clearly distracted. Wood came over to ask if his injury was all right now. After all, there was another Quidditch match the following weekend, and this time they were playing Hufflepuff.

"We're getting ready to practice at seven this evening," Wood said. Harry felt tired, like a university student who had nothing to do but still spent the whole day rushing around and keeping busy without knowing what he was busy with.

"Good luck, Harry!" Ron said.

Harry let out a long sigh.

But troubles like these weren't so bad. At least his life wasn't in danger, Dobby and Lockhart aside.

Malfoy couldn't understand how he had lost.

How could he possibly have lost to that Potter as a Quidditch Chaser?

Malfoy had been pondering this question for a long time. He sat at the table, chewing a piece of bread without a change in expression. To be honest, he had been chewing that mouthful for nearly two minutes now, and the bread had probably dissolved completely.

"Draco, aren't you going to eat anything else?" Pansy asked, a little worried. Draco would get hungry if he only ate that one bite of bread!

Malfoy came to his senses and took a second bite.

Come to think of it, could that damned Bludger have been Dobby's doing? It had knocked him right off his broom and made him look like a fool in front of everyone!

But that Potter had it worse than him, which made him feel a little better.

Malfoy's usual expression returned. It had to be Dobby's fault! If that Bludger hadn't gone out of control, he, Malfoy, would definitely have caught the Golden Snitch!

Having convinced himself of this, Malfoy went to class with his head held high.

"Is he always like that?" Theodore had watched Malfoy's entire change of expression. Blaise was trying very hard to hold back his laughter, but he just couldn't manage it.

"Pfft... He's probably upset because he got stabbed in the back."

"What? Who stabbed Draco in the back?! How dare they!" Pansy bristled at once. Goyle and Crabbe looked up from their food in confusion.

Then Malfoy realized the two of them hadn't followed him. He quickly pattered back and said, "Crabbe, Goyle, let's go!"

"Draco, wait for me too!" Pansy elegantly and quickly finished a glass of milk, then got up and followed. Crabbe was still clutching some little cakes in his hand.

Gryffin-few-points: Is no talented creator really going to write something about the livestream sales idea?

Twins, My Gods: Help, I really want to see the twins selling products. Drop the link and I'll buy everything!

[Admin] Holy Crap: It's time to tag some talented creators to draw or write it!

Oh My Mother: This idea is great! (look how proactive I am)

Carrot Earrings: Hm?

Magpie: Where are the talented writers?

In front of her screen, Luna calmly opened the group's photo album with a curious expression, and a new world opened up before her.

Two people she had never imagined could be together.

It was a strange yet enjoyable feeling.

The settings they talked about seemed interesting too. Luna suddenly thought that perhaps The Quibbler could add an entertaining column like this as well.

Then Luna also found some people dressed up as their Hogwarts schoolmates. Her eyes lit up. Perhaps she could make something similar too.

A lion head, for example?

That afternoon, Ron cheerfully shared the Malfoy reaction memes he had captured during Quidditch with his fan group. Was anything more enjoyable than making a meme of your archenemy?

If there was, it was making two.

But for now, Ron still didn't have the nerve to make Snape reaction memes, afraid Snape would stab him in the back and finish him off one day.

What's Wrong with Eating More?: (Malfoy doing the splits.jpg)

What's Wrong with Eating More?: I could laugh at this picture for the rest of my life, hahahaha!

[Group owner] Yan: Holy crap, how did you get a screenshot from that angle? I'm dying.

Cute Little Ron Is Mine: I'm dying, saved it.

Chicken Drumstick Hero: Haha, I'll save it to go with my Ron reaction memes!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: ?

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Remember to send me a copy.

Chicken Drumstick Hero: (OK.jpg)

Ron stared at his screen. ? Wait, what? You two?

Wasn't this his fan group? What was Fred doing here?!

My Older Brother Is Farting: And me.

Why are you here too, George?

Ron fell into deep thought. Fred, meanwhile, couldn't stop grinning. He and George were in History of Magic, the perfect class to slack off in. They had slipped into their little brother Ron's fan group to take a look and hadn't expected an extra reward.

But who was the biggest winner so far?

Cedric...

's fans.

[Admin] I Am Cedric's Dog: I'll remember that day forever... (peaceful)

Forever Loyal to Ced: I really watched a Quidditch match... the kind where they actually fly...

[Group owner] Ced Is Mine: Sob, I'm moved to tears...

Cedric's Underpants: Even though Slytherin flew so fast I couldn't see a thing, sob...

Mrs. Diggory: But I saw the young master do the splits, hahahahaha! Sorry, but hahahahaha!

A Little Honey Badger: @Cedric, Ced is so wonderful I'm crying my eyes out.

A Little Badger Watching the Drama: Cedric really took our fan suggestion and turned on his call camera so we could watch the match, sob...

[Group owner] Ced Is Mine: (crying a storm.jpg)

[Admin] Cedric: Unfortunately, it's our turn to play next week, so I probably can't show you.

Ced sent a helpless emoji from in front of his screen. The following week, it would be Hufflepuff's turn to play Gryffindor, and he had to do his best. Like Harry, he was a Seeker, so he was under quite a bit of pressure too.

The fans in the group cheered Ced on while going to a smaller group to start plotting whether they should ask Cho to reveal her identity and help livestream next week's match.

Come on! It was Cedric!

In the original story, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff hadn't been able to finish their match because of that bastard Basilisk, but now it wouldn't be affected at all! Who wouldn't want to watch Cedric play?!!!

Ahhh!

I want to see it too!

(The author typed enviously in front of the screen.)

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A little bonus-the crowd watching the livestream.

The group owner and Ced had agreed that no one would record the screen or share it, so Cedric felt reassured and turned on his camera to let them watch today's match.

Listening to Lee Jordan's commentary without understanding a word, the people in the group grew so excited they were practically reverting to their primal ancestors.

Cedric's Underpants: Aaaaah! What was that flying past?! Was it a person?

Mrs. Diggory: ? What kind of question is that?

Little Badger Stunned by Angst: Aaaaah, that's Harry over there, I saw him!! Mom, I've made it, I saw my idol, sob sob sob.

Ced's Second Life: Waaah! Is that Malfoy?!

[Group owner] Ced Is Mine: I can't see clearly, but I'm so happy, damn it!

Cedric silently held up his phone and just smiled at the fans' messages without saying a word.