"Patented product: Daydream Spell..."
Hermione managed to squeeze her way to a large display case next to the counter, where she was reading the instructions on the back of a case.
Printed on the case was a brightly coloured picture of a handsome young man and an enraptured girl standing together on the deck of a pirate ship.
"As long as you recite a spell, you will enter a high-quality, extremely realistic thirty-minute daydream. It's suitable for ordinary school classes. It's easy to operate, and it's absolutely hard to be noticed (side effects include a blank expression and slight drooling).
Not for sale to children under sixteen. "
"Hey, look," said Hermione, looking up at Harry. "What a strange spell!"
"You can have one of these, Hermione," said a voice behind them. "You can have one for free."
Fred stood in front of them with a smile on his face. He was wearing a magenta robe, which was very eye-catching when paired with his fiery red hair.
"How are you, Harry?"
They shook hands. "Hermione, what happened to your eyes?"
"It's all because of your boxing binoculars," Hermione said, annoyed.
"Oh, dear, I forgot all about them," said Fred. "Here —"
He pulled a small plastic bottle from his pocket and handed it to Hermione. Hermione carefully unscrewed the lid. Inside was a thick yellow paste.
"Put this on, and the bruises will be gone in an hour," said Fred.
"We have to find an effective bruise remover, and we've tried most of them on ourselves."
Hermione looked a little apprehensive. "Is it safe?"
"Of course it is," said Fred soothingly. "Come on, Harry, I'll show you around."
While Hermione dabbed the ointment into the dark circles under her eyes, Harry followed Fred to the back of the shop, where he saw a stand of cards and rope tricks.
"Muggle magic!"
Fred pointed them out cheerfully. "They sell them to my father's eccentrics who like Muggle things, you know.
They don't make a lot of money, but they make a lot of money. They're all very interesting things... Oh, here's George... "
Fred's twin shook Harry's hand enthusiastically.
"Take him for a walk? Come to the back, Harry. That's where we'll make the most of the money. If anyone dares to steal, Garen won't be the only one to pay the price! "
He suddenly issued a warning to a young boy, who quickly withdrew his hand from a plastic bottle marked "Edible Dark Demon — Disgusting to Eat!"
George lifted a curtain next to Muggle's magic supplies, and Harry saw a darker but less crowded room. The packaging of the products on the shelves was relatively low-key.
"We've just come up with these more serious products," Fred said. "It's funny to say …"
"You can't believe that there are so many people, even those who work in the Ministry of Magic, who can't even recite a decent Armor Incantation."
'Of course, 'said George.' They didn't have a teacher as good as you, Harry. '
"That's right … Hey, we thought the anti-curse hat was just a joke.
You know, you wear this kind of hat and ask your companion to cast a curse on you. Then you stare at his face and the curse will bounce back.
Who would have thought that the Ministry of Magic would buy 500 of them for all their staff! Now we're still receiving large orders! "
"So we went on to develop the anti-curse cloak, anti-curse gloves …"
"… I mean, they don't have much effect on Unforgivable Curses, but against some minor magic, minor curses and so on …"
"We're going into the field of Defense Against Black Magic, because it's a money tree."
George continued excitedly.
"That's so cool.
Look, the Invisible Smoke Bomb, imported from Peru. If you want to get away quickly, it's very convenient. "
"And our decoy bombs, they just came off the shelves. Look."
Fred pointed to a bunch of strange-looking, black owl-like things that looked like they were ready to escape at any time.
"You just have to sneak one out, and it'll run away quickly, making a lot of noise and distracting people when you need it."
"That's so convenient."
"Here."
George said, grabbing two and throwing them to Harry.
A young witch with short blond hair poked her head in from behind the curtain, and Harry saw that she was also wearing a magenta robe.
"There's a customer outside who wants a joke crucible, Mr Weasley and Mr Weasley."
Harry was amused to hear Fred and George called Mr Weasley, but they took it in stride.
"Verity, I'm on my way."
George said at once. "Take what you want, Harry, you don't have to pay for it."
"How can I?"
Said Harry, who had already dug into his purse and was paying for the decoy bombs.
"You don't have to pay here."
Fred said firmly, waving away Harry's coins.
"But —"
"We haven't forgotten that you lent us our start-up capital," George said sternly.
George said sternly. "Take what you like, and if anyone asks, don't forget to tell them where you got it."
George went through the curtain to help the customer select the goods.
Fred led Harry back into the shop and found Hermione and Ginny still staring thoughtfully at the patented products of the Daydream Spell.
"You two little girls still haven't found our special magical witch product?"
Fred asked. "Come with me, girls …"
Near the window stood a row of dazzling pink products, surrounded by a group of excited girls, chattering and giggling.
Both Hermione and Jenny were hesitant to step forward, clearly on guard.
"Go and have a look," said Fred triumphantly. "It's the most advanced aphrodisiac. You can't find it anywhere else."
Ginny raised one eyebrow suspiciously.
"Does it work?"
"Of course it does. It lasts for up to twenty-four hours at a time, depending on the boy's weight —"
"— and the girl's charms."
George said, suddenly appearing beside them again.
"But we can't sell it to our own sister," he added, suddenly serious. "Especially since she's got five boys on a merry-go-round. We got it from —"
"That's Ron's nonsense you heard from him," said Ginny calmly.
She leaned over and picked up a small pink jar from the shelf. "What's this?"
"Ten seconds to get rid of pustules," said Fred. "Works wonders on boils and blackheads, but don't change the subject. Aren't you in love with a boy called Dean Thomas? "
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