Lawrence was drinking the hot cocoa soaked by Mrs. Weasley awkwardly. He was now a little regretful that he had found an excuse for being hungry. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he realized that his excuse was not very clever.

The kitchen of Weasley's house has a unique clock with the status of every member of the family. Lawrence clearly saw that Fred, George, Ron, and the three people's pointers were pointing at "traveling",

"Oh, kid, let's have some first." Mrs. Weasley put three omelettes on Lawrence's plate, then turned around and started to fry bacon.

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," said Lawrence.

"Don't be so polite, kid." Mrs. Weasley turned around and waved her wand, and a few slices of baked toast and a jar of jam flew to the table. "I'd better if Fred and George were like you."

"Actually I think they're great, Mrs. Weasley," Lawrence said seriously. "They always bring laughter to people, and everyone likes them, so do I."

"Oh, that's just that they're just making trouble and not doing things well," Mrs. Weasley replied, but she couldn't help laughing when she heard Lawrence's second half.

"Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George's dream is to open a prank commodity store," said Lawrence, looking at Mrs. Weasley with a surprised look on his face and continued, "We have been doing research and planning, and we are doing things."

"You?" Mrs. Weasley was even more surprised. "You are going to play with them?"

"Not a fool," Lawrence suddenly laughed, "Fred and George, I've seen their expressions several times when they told me about their dreams."

"That expression is like Charlie giving up the qualification of England Quidditch and running to chase the dragon." Lawrence looked at Mrs. Weasley who was thinking and continued, "It's like Bill, who loves adventure, goes to work in Gringot, Egypt...it's exactly what Mr. Weasley talks about Muggles."

"Oh!" Mrs. Weasley smiled. She seemed to understand a little, "But this..."

"I know you'll be worried about their future," Lawrence said. "I told them that if you want to make products diverse, you must be proficient in metamorphosis, talismanism, potions, herbs, black magic defense, strange beast breeding, a little muggle research and ancient magic texts." (Note 1)

"Oh, Oro's requirements are not that high." Mrs. Weasley smiled, "I think I understand what you mean. You mean that even if they don't succeed, they can support themselves."

"I will always remember that day, I was alone on the train, and then I was lucky enough to meet them," Lawrence said sincerely. "I believe they can realize their dreams."

"Oh, kids, that's their luck," said Mrs. Weasley. "But I think it's strange, why... they didn't think about talking to me?"

"They think you won't agree," Lawrence said honestly. "They say you'll definitely scold them and ask them to study hard."

"Oh, these two guys." Mrs. Weasley smiled again.

"There's another thing...Mrs. Weasley," Lawrence pointed at the magical clock on the wall with embarrassment, "The four of us plan to pick up Harry today..."

"You?" Mrs. Weasley looked at the clock and immediately understood.

"We drove Mr. Weasley's flying car," Lawrence admitted. "We practice driving, learn to look at the map, and especially choose the thick clouds to set off today."

"You're likely to be in trouble!" Mrs. Weasley said angrily, and asked in confusion, "Arthur's Flying Car?"

"Uh...I asked them to fly at a speed limit," Lawrence then realized that Mrs. Weasley only knew that the car would fly now. He quickly pointed to the clock and said, "Oh, they are back."

At this time, Fred, George, Ron, and the three of them returned to their "home". Lawrence took advantage of Mrs. Weasley's head to look at the clock, and used the dining table as a cover to send a smog message to the garage. After a while, Fred led George, Ron, and Harry to the kitchen.

"We know we're wrong, mom." Fred said in pain, and Ron nodded desperately.

"Muggles abuse Harry! Mom." George accused him sobbingly, and Harry nodded in agreement.

"Oh, you guys..." Mrs. Weasley felt angry and funny. Who do these two live treasures look like?

"Free breakfast first," Mrs. Weasley stood up and prepared for breakfast. "Fred, George, let's have a good talk after breakfast."

"Yes... Mom." The twins answered weakly, Ron was obviously relieved, and Lawrence quickly lowered his head and applied jam to his bread. He had just gotten hot and accidentally told Mrs. Weasley about the twins' dream.

"I hope there will be a good result!" Lawrence prayed.

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July passed quickly, and Harry had a week in the Burrow. Lawrence was also preparing to go to the Burrow Bar to spend a month working life. Early on Wednesday morning, they stood in front of the stove. Harry was obviously a little at a loss about the way he traveled in this magical world.

"Fred, George, you and Lawrence will go first, help him move his luggage to the broken pot before meeting us." Mrs. Weasley ordered, "Ron, wait for you to leave before Harry, Harry, don't be nervous, just make the location clear."

"Diagon Alley." Fred, George and Lawrence, took the shining powder in sequence and stepped into the bright green flame. A dizzy turn, Lawrence landed steadily on the public stove in Diagon Alley. He patted the ashes on his body and walked out of the stove. Fred and George were already waiting,

"Let's go," Fred said briskly, pulling Lawrence's suitcase.

"Mom has been talking to us these days," said George, "I think we want to thank you."

"Uh..." Lawrence said embarrassedly, "Actually, I was just impulsive."

"Mom promised to let us try it first." Fred told him, "but you must complete your studies seriously and don't waste them."

"There are also things that cannot be done that are too dangerous," George couldn't help laughing when he said this, "What do you say?"

"Is driving a flying car in the middle of the night considered dangerous? It's more dangerous than blowing up the toilets in the whole school?" Lawrence touched his chin and smirked, and all three of them laughed.

They came to the Burnt Cauldron Bar, and the owner Tom kindly asked Lawrence to take a day off first so that he could buy the goods needed with the Weasleys. When they put their luggage and met Mrs. Weasley, they realized that Harry had just accidentally entered the alley.

"It's so enviable!" The twins said in unison, and then the group entered Gringott, but Lawrence did not keep up because he did not open a vault in Gringott. After they came out, the group agreed to gather in the Glory and Stained Bookstore one hour later, and the twins and Lawrence met Lee. Jordan, four of them walked into the jumping and playing magic joke store excitedly,

"Look at "Dr. Feili's magical water burns no hot fireworks", this product is very popular." Li. Jordan said so

"You said we took them apart, is it possible that we know how this is done?" Fred asked, and George looked at Lawrence.

"The essence of this kind of thing is a recipe, and the producer will definitely put some extra things to increase the difficulty of identification," Lawrence shook his head, "It is possible that he may even cast a protective spell, which will explode automatically when he is opened or wants to untie the spell."

"What a pity." George said, but he and Lee. Jordan still bought some,

"We can definitely make something better than this," Fred said, and George nodded in agreement.

Then, they added some materials needed for potions and said goodbye to Li. Jordan, they returned to add some "experimental supplies" again, and the three of them secretly took the "experimental supplies" to the broken cauldron bar.

"Let's go quickly, it's already a little late to the scheduled gathering time." Lawrence said, and the three of them rushed to the Gorgeous and Dirty Bookstore, and happened to see Mr. Weasley facing a wizard with a long blonde hair and a cold expression.

"Lucius Malfoy." Mr. Weasley stared at him coldly,

"I heard that the department is very busy recently," said Old Malfoy. "A bunch of surprise inspections - I hope they will pay you for overtime."

He reached his hand to Ginny's pile of books. Lawrence felt his malice. Lawrence thought he was going to cast a curse and almost shouted to warn Mr. Weasley. But old Malfoy only took out a shabby book "Elementary Transformation" from Ginny's pile of books. Lawrence frowned, and the malice became clearer and clearer, and the bookstore seemed to be covered with a shadow.

"Even money is not enough, the wizard's shame." Old Malfoy sneered, and he looked over the crowd and looked at the Grangers, "You have fallen to the point of being with Muggles-"

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Weasley pounced on him. The two wizards were like muggles. The screams of the crowd, the cheering of Fred and George, the sound of Mrs. Weasley's stopping, and the sound of taking photos. Lawrence held the wand in the robe and wanted to find the source of malicious intentions. At this time, Hagrid appeared in time to pull Mr. Weasley and Old Malfoy away.

"Get it, little girl." Old Malfoy threw the book back to Ginny, and he said viciously, "This may be the best thing your dad can buy you."

Old Malfoy took Decora. When Malfoy left, Lawrence noticed that there was only a faint trace of malice in the bookstore, and it disappeared without a trace soon. He was a little confused. He didn't think that Old Malfoy was the kind of very powerful wizard who could influence the magic power around him on a large scale. He had only seen three people at the moment: the great magician - Albus. Dumbledore, alchemist-Nicole. Lemay, and the half-dead Dark Lord Voldemort.

Farewell to the Weasleys and the family, Lawrence returned to the Burnt Cauldron Bar, and he was full of doubts. Could it be that Voldemort was possessed by Old Malfoy now? But he did not see another face on the back of his head, but he was not sure of his judgment. After all, he still lacked experience. He decided to tell Principal Dumbledore about this after school started.

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Author's words: This chapter is written in a hurry, because I'm going home just by waiting, I hope there will be no bugs...
Chapter completed!