"Well, Viliti," said Fred, "you help us deal with that boss for a few minutes, and we'll be there in a while."

"Don't delay too long," said the blonde witch. "It seems that the boss is here to talk to you about business."

"Don't worry, we'll be here soon," George said.

"Boss?" Harry asked strangely, "Aren't you the owners of this store?"

"Oh, Harry." Freds gave Harry two bait bombs, "This is a long story, although it was George and I'm the idea of ​​opening this store."

"But we don't have that much money to implement our plan," George said. "It takes a lot of money to open a joke store, whether it is previous product development or later production, or even the rent of the storefront in the Diagon Alley. We even planned to do some small business with Montongus-"

"Montongus! You can't do this," said Harry. "Montongus won't take you to do any legal business."

"Of course we know, mom is also staring at us - but the original accumulation of capital is dirty. Besides, before we could do those small business, we were lucky enough to meet this investor." Fred pointed to the two bait bombs in Harry's hand, "Harry, these two original bait bombs imported from Peru, each of which only costs one Gallon."

Harry took out a few Gallons without thinking, and then stuffed them into George's hands. "Who are your investors?"

"You'll know in a while, I'll give you a curse hat, Harry." George put away the Gallons. "Anyway, we are the managers of Weasley Joke Store, we invest with technology, and we are the actual managers and small shareholders of this store, and the major shareholders are the other ones."

"Harry, we have to go out," Fred said. "Do you still want to stay here for a little longer?"

"No, I want to go out and find Ron."

"Okay, go out with us." George and Fred led Harry back to the front store.

The blonde shop assistant was talking to people a little further away.

"It seems that Veritti is doing a good job," said Fred. "Let me find our little sister Ginny first. I have to recommend some special products to her."

"She's there, Fred." Harry pointed to a place.

"Ginny, have you not found our special 'Wonder Witch' product?" Fred asked, looking forward and glanced at Ron, "Don't worry about your unpromising brother Ron, let me show you those magical products. He pulled Ginny to a window.

A row of dazzling pink products were placed near the window, surrounded by a group of excited girls, chattering and laughing non-stop. Ginny hesitated and refused to step forward, looking very alert.

"Go and have a look," said Fred proudly, "the most advanced romance agent can't be found elsewhere."

Ginny raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "Does it work?"

"That's all, each effect can last up to twenty-four hours, depending on the boy's weight-"

"——The charming level of that girl," said George. "How is it? Ginny, should I give you one? I can give you one."

"This is not possible." Mrs. Weasley appeared behind George with an angry look on her face. "My daughter doesn't need to get love through this method. George, I have to teach you a good lesson."

Ron grimaced at George and Fred.

"Ron, if you do this, I won't even give you a 99% discount."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the other side, "George, Fred, you guys are there. Are you having a family party?"

"Boss, you talked with Veritie a bit long." George raised his eyebrows upwards and made a very strange expression.

"George, Viliti was an employee of my family. I was going to send her to Switzerland." The visitor coughed a few times, "What's more, you were going to ask her to delay me for more time, right?"

"Jack." Mrs. Weasley looked at the visitor in surprise, "It turns out that you are really an investor of George and Fred. I said, it is impossible for outsiders to invest in these two unresolved sons."

"Mom, you're slandering." Fred said unhappily, "It's obvious that Boss Jack saw the potential of our Weasley joke store."

"Mrs. Weasley, George and Fred are doing very well. Weasley joke shops will have a promising future." Jack Silver whispered, looking pale.

"Are you okay? Jack." Mrs. Weasley said worriedly, "You don't look good."

"It's just a little cold, Mrs. Weasley," said Silver, his eyes looking brighter than before, and he looked at Harry.

Harry was a little unwilling to face Silver, pretending to look at a bunch of deep, shallow pink and purple fluff balls that would scream harshly.

"George, Fred, I'm here to tell you that the big business is coming," Silver said. "I've already negotiated with Dumbledore. The Ministry of Magic will order 500 spell sets from the Weasley Joke Store."

"What?!" George and Fred shouted together. "That's the Ministry of Magic, Jack, you're giving Dumbledore a kickback."
Chapter completed!