v2 Chapter 54： angry twins

William and the others were about to leave when someone very unpopular showed up: Malfoy.

Malfoy also saw William, a little scared, and boldly said: "Stark, I'm here to buy something."

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

On the page marked Decara Malfoy, densely marked with many words, these are all his most recent orders.

Malfoy must be a shopaholic, the kind of unrestrained.

"Any bag like Longbottom that can hold a lot of stuff?" Malfoy asked.

It was Malfoy who picked up Neville's bag in a flying lesson and ended up clashing with Harry.

The bag was sent by William, and Malfoy could tell by just reading the words Akali's Mystery Shop on the bag.

William nodded: "That kind of bag, of course, costs thirty Galleons."

William's price is not expensive. The Traceless Stretching Spell is an extremely profound magic, and most wizards do not know it.

The cheapest tent for a traceless stretch spell is several hundred Galleons, and even thousands of Galleons are everywhere.

Even if William wants to use this magic to continuously expand the space, it will take a long time, but because it is a hands-on work, it is much cheaper than the market.

"Is it still in accordance with the previous requirements?" William suggested "kindly": "Or, I can make it into a ring, a bracelet, or a pendant."

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

It was a very ordinary ring, but a small hole was drilled in it, the space was expanded with the Traceless Stretch Charm, and the Suspended Charm was used to prevent items from falling.

This inspiration still came from Dumbledore, who placed a ring like this on Drogon's claws, so that sending messages to Anne is much safer.

Rings are undoubtedly much more high-end than bags and wraps.

Technically, it is a little more difficult than a bag, and it is not too much, but just because of the good-looking shape, the price will be doubled.

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

Therefore, it is really not too easy for capable wizards to make money in the magic world.

"How much is this ring?" Malfoy asked immediately.

"If you want to add Malfoy's family emblem, Slytherin's mark... If you provide a ring, I will only charge two hundred Galleons." William smiled.

"Yes!" Malfoy agreed.

Two hundred gold Galleons is a huge amount of money for ordinary people, but for a local tyrant like Malfoy, the price is low, and he thinks you are insulting him.

After buying something, Malfoy was undoubtedly a lot more daring, at least knowing that William would not treat him like that.

He looked at Harry smugly and asked, "Having your last meal, Potter? When are you taking the train back to the Muggles?"

"Now you're back on the ground, with your little friend by your side. You're more courageous." Harry was finally able to speak.

"You take care of me... I wonder when you will pack your bags?"

Ron couldn't hold it any longer and showed off, "Harry won't go back.

He will be Gryffindor's Seeker and the youngest player in a century. Thank you for making trouble in class today, otherwise Harry wouldn't have been spotted by Professor McGonagall. "

Malfoy's face seemed to have been punched so hard that it became extremely ugly.

Seeing the look on Malfoy's face, Harry tried his best not to laugh. "Yes, I can be a Seeker thanks to you."

Malfoy clenched his fists and looked at Harry's smiling face, a little dizzy.

For the first time, he discovered that the great Hogwarts was not so beautiful. Some people made mistakes and could go unpunished and even rewarded.

It turns out that privilege really exists.

The most terrifying thing is that he didn't!

Malfoy took a few breaths and finally stood up, reluctantly accepting this.

He was about to leave, rolled his eyes, and walked back.

"Potter, are you willing to fight me alone, if you don't mind, it will be tonight.

Duel between wizards, only wands - no touch.

what's wrong? I guess, you haven't heard of wizard duels, have you? "

Harry looked confused, but Ron suddenly said, "Of course he has heard of it. I am his assistant. Who is your assistant?"

Malfoy glanced at Ron with a look of disdain, then looked back at Crabbe and Goyle who were following behind him, and weighed them one by one.

"Crabbe," he said. "It's just midnight, how about that? We'll meet you in the prize showroom, which is never locked."

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

If you want to ask me a few useful little magic tricks, I will teach you, all for free. "

Harry was a little moved, and was about to agree, but Ron shouted angrily, "What's the matter with you?!"

George looked at him in surprise: "Ron, what's the matter with you?"

"He's Malfoy!" Ron snapped. "He's Lucius Malfoy's son, and Dad's nemesis! You..."

Ron was clearly searching for words to describe the twins' heinous crime.

"You actually sell him something, that's what you do every day!"

Fred opened his mouth in surprise, "Don't be silly, only William can make the ring, he sells it!"

"Yeah." William shrugged, "I have no grudges with Malfoy. He paid me to order things, why don't I sell them?"

Ron's face was gloomy and uncertain, he said sourly to the twins: "What about the map? Is this a product from your store?

I saw that many Slytherin students are using it, you sell them too, right? No wonder I can buy a Nimbus 2000…”

"That's right, Weasley." Standing beside the twins, Qiu said solemnly, "Most of Slytherin's orders were made by me and Cedric.

I don't understand, we have no grievances with Slytherin students, why can't we sell it to them?

Why, aren't they our classmates? "

Hearing what Qiu said, Ron immediately changed his tactics at the speed of light. He looked at George and Fred, and said bitterly: "So, even if you didn't sell it, don't you use the money?

You dare to say that you don't need the two hundred Galleons for the ring you just sold? "

Fred was furious and seemed to want to give Ron a curse, but was stopped by George.

George's face was terrifyingly calm, and he said seriously, "Ron, let me tell you something, I didn't want to say it.

Since May, Fred and I have been sending money home every month...and in September we have sent a hundred Galleons.

Yes, it was sent last weekend! Otherwise, why do you think your pocket money suddenly increases so much? "

George said word by word:

"You're spending the money we make now!"

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(Everyday you ask for a recommendation ticket, everyone.)

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