The Angry Twins

Just as William and his companions were about to leave, a very unpopular person appeared: Malfoy.

Malfoy also saw William, and though somewhat apprehensive, he boldly said, "Stark, I'm here to buy something."

"Oh, what do you want to buy?" William waved his wand, and the thick parchment flipped in mid-air, quickly reaching Malfoy's page.

On the page labeled Draco Malfoy, there were many markings, all of which were his recent orders.

Malfoy must be a shopaholic, the kind that has no restraint.

"Do you have a bag like the Longbottom that can hold a lot of things?" Malfoy asked.

Malfoy found Neville's bag during Flying Class, which led to his conflict with Harry.

The bag was a gift from William; Malfoy knew it just by looking at the words "Akali's Mystery Shop" on it.

William nodded. "Those bags, of course we have them, priced at thirty Galleon."

William's price wasn't expensive; the Undetectable Extension Charm is an extremely profound spell, one that most wizards don't know.

Even the cheapest tent with the Undetectable Extension Charm costs several hundred Galleon, and those costing tens of thousands of Galleon are commonplace.

Even if William wanted to use this magic to continuously expand the space, it would take a long time, but because it was a practice piece, it was much cheaper than what was available on the market.

"Should we stick to the old requirements?" William "kindly" suggested. "Or, I can make it into a ring, bracelet, or pendant."

William took a ring out of his pocket and tossed it to Malfoy.

It was a very ordinary ring, but a small hole was drilled inside, the space was expanded using Undetectable Extension Charm, and Suspension Charm was used to prevent the item from falling.

This inspiration came from Dumbledore, who placed a similar ring on Drogon's claws, making it much safer to send messages to Anne.

A ring is undoubtedly much more upscale in appearance than a bag or parcel.

Technically, it's a little more difficult than making a bag, but not by much. However, because of its attractive design, the price is several times higher.

Changing the name and doubling the price is a common tactic used in the industry to fool laymen.

Therefore, for capable wizards, making money in the Wizarding World is incredibly easy.

"How much does this ring cost?" Malfoy asked immediately.

"If you also want to Malfoy sigil, the Slytherin mark... and if you provide the ring, I'll only charge two hundred Galleon," William chuckled.

"Sure!" Malfoy readily agreed.

Two hundred Galleon is a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but for a nouveau riche like Malfoy, a lower price would be seen as an insult.

Having bought the goods, Malfoy's courage undoubtedly grew considerably, at least knowing that William wouldn't do anything to him.

He gave Harry a smug look and asked, "Having your last meal, Potter? When are you taking the train back to the Muggle?"

"Now that you're back on the ground, and with your little friends by your side, you're much braver," Harry finally managed to say.

"It's none of your business... I don't know when you're going to pack your bags?"

Ron couldn't contain himself and boasted, "Harry isn't going back."

He will become Gryffindor's Seeker, and the youngest player in a century. "Thanks for causing trouble in class today, otherwise Professor McGonagall wouldn't have noticed Harry."

Malfoy's face looked as if he had been punched hard, and he looked extremely ugly.

Harry saw the expression on Malfoy's face and desperately tried not to laugh. "That's right, I'm able to become the Seeker thanks to you."

Malfoy clenched his fists, looking at Harry's smiling face, feeling a little dizzy.

He discovered for the first time that the great Hogwarts wasn't so wonderful after all; some people could make mistakes and go unpunished, even receiving rewards.

So privilege really does exist.

The scariest thing is, he didn't!

Malfoy took a few breaths, finally managing to stand up and barely accept the situation.

He was about to leave when his eyes darted around, and he came back.

"Potter, would you like to fight me one-on-one? If you have no objections, it'll be tonight."

In duels between wizards, only wands are used—no physical contact is allowed.

What's wrong? I bet you've never heard of wizard duels before!

Harry looked completely bewildered, but Ron suddenly said, "Of course he's heard of me. I'm his assistant. Who's your assistant?"

Malfoy glanced at Ron with a disdainful look, then looked back at Crabbe and Goyle following behind him, giving them a once-over.

"Crabbe," he said, "Is it midnight? We'll meet you in the Trophy Room, where the doors are never locked."

After Ron agreed, Malfoy hurriedly left, Fred whistled and laughed, "Midnight duel, Harry, well done!"

If you want to ask me a few useful little magic tricks, I'll teach you, guaranteed you'll learn, completely free of charge.

Harry was tempted and was about to agree when Ron angrily shouted, "What's wrong with you guys?!"

George looked at him in surprise. "Ron, what's wrong?"

"He's Malfoy!" Ron snapped. "He's Lucius Malfoy's son, my father's nemesis! You..."

Ron was clearly racking his brains, searching for powerful words to describe the twins' heinous crimes.

"You actually sold him things! This is the kind of thing you do every day!"

Fred's mouth dropped open in astonishment. "Don't talk nonsense! Only William can make rings; he's the one who sold them!"

"Yes," William shrugged. "I have no grudge against Malfoy. He paid me to order things, so why shouldn't I sell to him?"

Ron's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. He said to the twins sourly, "Where's the map? Is it a product of your store?"

I've seen a lot of Slytherin students using it, why don't you sell it to them too? No wonder you can afford Nimbus 2000...

"That's right, Weasley." Cho stood beside the twins and said seriously, "Most of the Slytherin orders were arranged by me and Cedric."

I don't understand. We have no grudge against the Slytherin students, so why can't we sell to them?

What? Aren't they our classmates?

Upon hearing Qiu's words, Ron immediately changed tactics with lightning speed. He looked at George and Fred and said sarcastically, "So, even if you didn't sell them, aren't you going to use the money?"

"You dare say that none of you will use the 200 Galleon from the ring that just sold?"

Fred was furious and seemed about to curse Ron, but George stopped him.

George's face was eerily calm. He said seriously, "Ron, I have something to tell you, something I didn't want to say."

Starting in May, Fred and I sent money home every month... In September, we even sent 100 Galleon.

That's right, it was mailed last weekend! Otherwise, why do you think your allowance would suddenly increase by so much?

George said, word by word:

You're spending our hard-earned money!

(As usual, I'm asking for your votes, everyone.)