Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 395 The Weasley Brothers' Shop
"Welcome to Circle Alley!"

The naked statue began to move. She stretched lazily and weakly said a welcome speech to Mike and others.

Mike nodded in return, while the Weasleys looked around as if they hadn't heard anything, their expressions stunned and surprised.

This was their first time seeing a wizarding market other than Diagon Alley, so it was not surprising that they had such a reaction.

Mike quietly waited for them to recover, but the statue seemed to be angry, with its hands on its hips, glaring at Mike and the others and saying:
"You should leave now. Don't block the road. There are people coming from behind!"

After these words were spoken, the Weasleys finally reacted and made way.

Then, a wave of space distortion spread out, and a pair of girls wearing the uniforms of Beauxbatons School of Magic appeared in front of everyone.

The girls did not stay there for long. After saying thank you to the statue, they left talking and laughing. Judging from the direction they left, their destination should be the magic beauty store not far away.

Mike was slightly startled. Today was Thursday, and the school was not on holiday yet. There shouldn't be any students in this place.

However, he did not inquire into this further, and turned back to look at the Weasleys - it was nothing more than a drama of students skipping classes.

At this moment, Mr. Weasley pointed at a shop and shouted as if he had discovered something surprising:

"Ahaha! A souvenir shop for the French national team! I really don't understand why they still have the nerve to open a souvenir shop. You know, they didn't even make it out of the group stage in the last Quidditch World Cup!"

Looking in the direction Mr. Weasley pointed, he saw a shop surrounded by a crowd of people, which made it impossible for Mike to see the scene inside the shop. The only thing he could see was the light blue sign hanging at the door of the shop, with some words written in French that Mike could not understand.

"Mike, George and Fred are here, right?" Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes at Mr. Weasley, then turned to Mike and said, "Take me there quickly, I can't wait to see them!"

"Okay, ma'am."

Mike nodded and then led the Weasleys forward.

However, Mr. Weasley now seemed to be completely immersed in the atmosphere of traveling in a foreign country. He suddenly grabbed Mike and asked excitedly:

"Mike, why do you think this place is called Circular Alley? Can I understand that this is the Diagon Alley of Paris?"

"To be precise, this is a large wizard market just like Diagon Alley, but their styles are completely different. I believe you have already discovered this."

Mr. Weasley nodded. He had already discovered from a quick glance along the way that compared to Diagon Alley, there were many more luxury stores selling clothing, jewelry and cosmetics here.

"As for why this place is called Circular Alley, I can also answer you." Mike continued, "This is because this market is in a very strange circular shape, with the square we are in now as the center. No matter which direction you go, you will eventually return to this square."

"Oh!~"

Mr. Weasley responded in a drawn-out tone, then pointed to a shop in the distance. However, before he could finish his words, he heard Mrs. Weasley snort coldly.

Mr. Weasley stopped talking now, and walked with his head lowered, looking as limp as a vegetable hit by frost.

Mike suppressed his smile and continued to lead the way.

After ten minutes of silent journey, they finally arrived at a relatively remote shop.

The door of this shop was locked and there was not even a sign. It looked like it had not yet opened.

"Here we are."

Mike said softly, and Mrs. Weasley frowned at the words.

"George and Fred are planning to open a shop here?" Mrs. Weasley looked around and frowned even more. "They are really crazy. Look around, there are bars and drunkards everywhere! Opening a shop in a place like this will not only cause business problems, but they themselves will eventually become drunkards!"

Mr. Weasley at the side muttered something as if to refute, but his voice was too low and Mike could not hear clearly what he said.

But this did not stop him from laughing, because he knew very well that in fact most of the alcoholics in the world were in Ying Country.

Even Mrs. Weasley herself likes to have a few drinks when she has nothing to do.

If there is any country that can be compared with Yingguo in terms of wine culture, it must be the ancient country in the East far away.

As for those fighting people in Goose Country who are said to drink vodka as if it were water, let me tell you the truth, they just dare to drink. If we really talk about drinking capacity, most of them can't even carry shoes for the people in Ying Country and the ancient Eastern countries.

While Mike was laughing, Mrs. Weasley couldn't wait to knock on the closed door of the shop in front of her, and while knocking she shouted:
"Is anyone there? Open the door!"

Her voice was so loud that it woke up several drunkards who had passed out on the roadside in broad daylight.

Soon after she shouted, there was a series of clanging sounds of rummaging through drawers and cabinets in the shop.

"Damn it! Who would come to us at this time? We are so busy! Oh! Who put this damn dung bomb here? If I accidentally step on it, there will be no place for people to live here!"

"It wasn't me! I swear!"

"Who else could it be but you? There are only two of us here!"

……

The sound of conversation coming from the shop reached Mrs. Weasley's ears, which made her even more excited. She knocked on the door frantically and kept shouting the names of the Weasley brothers.

"It's terrible! I think I heard my mother's voice. No, it must be an illusion. This is France! Fred! Go open the door!"

"Why don't you go?"

"Can't you see I'm still busy?"

"No, that's not fair!"

"Then let's play rock-paper-scissors."

"Ha! You lose, go ahead!"

"That's not fair! You cheated!"

……

There was silence again, and then the door of the shop opened under the gaze of everyone.

The person who appeared in front of everyone was one of the two Weasley brothers (Mike couldn't tell which one was which). At the moment, he looked extremely embarrassed, and the brown sweater he was wearing was tattered and covered with stains.

He stared blankly at the Weasleys in front of him, then shouted loudly without turning his head: "George, I seem to be hallucinating too! I actually saw my parents standing in front of me!"

He had barely finished speaking when the excited Mrs. Weasley rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

Mrs. Weasley seemed to be crying, her body kept shaking, and Mike could vaguely hear the sound of sobbing.

Mr. Weasley pursed his lips and looked quietly at the mother and son hugging each other, his eyes also red.

"Oh! This familiar smell of sausage, this familiar hug! George, mom and dad really showed up!"

Fred shouted excitedly, and then there was a sound of rummaging through the cabinets in the store. Then a boy who looked almost as disheveled as Fred, but wearing a yellow sweater, appeared at the door.

"Oh! Dad! What are you doing..."

Before George could finish his words, Mr. Weasley took him into his arms.

For a moment, the scene in front of the store was extremely warm, and even Mike, who was standing next to him, had a smile on his face.

But unfortunately, this scene did not last long.

After hugging for a while, Mrs. Weasley's expression changed. She frowned and swung her hand, hitting Fred on the head.

"Fred, why did you do this? Your father and I were worried to death! Your little sister Ginny almost cried to death after she found out about you!"

Fred covered his head and looked at his mother in shock, who had been so moved just now. George's body shook violently, and then he quickly let go of Mr. Weasley's hand and stepped back vigilantly.

"I'm sorry, Mom, but we have to do this because Umbridge's persecution of us has reached our limit. If we continue to stay in Hogwarts, we will definitely die!"

Fred, who was wearing a brown sweater, said aggrievedly.

George, who was wearing a yellow sweater, rolled his eyes when he heard this, pretended to be heartbroken and said:

"Yes, that's right, Mum. But I have to say that I am Fred. You have confused us again, Mum."

Mrs. Weasley was so angry that she laughed. Although the twin brothers George and Fred did look very similar, sometimes even she, their biological mother, would make mistakes.

But in this situation, she would definitely not make a mistake, because the sweaters they were both wearing were the ones she had sewn for them herself!

They were both very fond of these two sweaters, and Mrs. Weasley did not think that they would let each other wear their sweaters.

"You still want to quibble!"

Mrs. Weasley roared and grabbed George and Fred's ears with one hand each. When George saw that his plan to divert attention failed, he immediately shouted for help to Mike and Mr. Weasley beside him.

However, faced with this situation, how could Mike and Mr. Weasley have the courage to stop it? At best, they could only give a few words of advice from the side.

So the Weasley brothers had to start saving themselves, and all kinds of nice flattery were sprayed out like machine gun bullets.

Half an hour later, perhaps the flattery of the Weasley brothers worked, or perhaps Mrs. Weasley was tired of scolding her, in any case, Mrs. Weasley finally stopped educating her children.

"Mom, you must be tired, come in and sit down!"

"That's right! When you were at home, didn't you always complain that your dad never took you shopping? You take a rest first, we will make a decision today, and we will take you out shopping later!"

"Yes! In the early years, you didn't go shopping because your family didn't allow it, but now it's different, your son has money! When you go out and see something later, just tell us and we'll buy it all for you!"

"You don't know! The cosmetics and skin care potions in Circus Alley are much better than those in Diagon Alley! Why are French witches so beautiful? It's because they often use these things! You have given so much to us and this family over the years, let us show our filial piety today!"

"Oh! By the way! There are wands! You must not know? Although the wand makers here are not as famous as Ollivander's, their craftsmanship is not much worse. Moreover, they are more creative than Ollivander's, and they even accept customized services. As long as you have money, they can even make you a microphone-shaped wand! I remember that your wand is already very old, right? We will go back and make one for you as a spare wand!"

……

The two Weasley brothers, one on each side, helped Mrs. Weasley into the store while speaking flattering words.

Mike was a little helpless. He shook his head and turned around to call Mr. Weasley to go in together.

But he was surprised to find that Mr. Weasley was very excited at this moment, and seemed to be very interested in the wands that the Weasley brothers had just talked about!
With a long sigh, Mike shook his head and walked into the store alone. He was really speechless about this family.

It was not until Mike entered the store that he realized that this store, which looked not big from the outside, was actually incredibly large.

However, the store has not been tidied yet, and the huge space is filled with various cartons. Judging from what the Weasley brothers said before they left, these cartons should be filled with various magic joke props.

Although the store was messy, it was not dirty at all. It could be seen that the Weasley brothers had probably done a thorough cleaning here.

As soon as they entered the room, George took out three chairs of different shapes from the various furniture and items piled up in a mess and distributed them to the three people.

Mrs. Weasley was given a queen's chair with tall legs, and there was even a big ruby ​​inlaid on the top of the backrest. The chair looked very ancient, so it should be an antique.

Mr. Weasley was given an ordinary sofa chair, and as for Mike, he only got a tattered low chair.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were seated one after another under the service of George and Fred. Mrs. Weasley seemed to have completely calmed down at this time, and a smile appeared on her face.

Mike stood there looking at the happy family of four, without moving, with no intention of sitting down.

Seeing this, George said a little embarrassedly:

"Mike, I'm sorry, there are only three chairs in the store, so you can only sit on this one."

Fred also echoed:
"Yeah, there's nothing we can do about it, so please sit down. If you don't sit down, do you think this place is dirty and you look down on us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's eyes fell on Mike.

But Mike still had no intention of sitting down, because he knew very well that there must be something wrong with the chair in front of him.

He knew the personalities of the Weasley brothers very well. When they were in school, they were the kind of people who would never let go of someone they had offended. Anyone who provoked them would end up being tortured by their pranks.

Now that he had brought their parents here and made them suffer so much, the other party would definitely find a way to play a prank on him.

Thinking of this, Mike did not answer, but flicked his wand and placed an empty cardboard box next to him on the chair.

The next moment, with a loud bang, the chair flew up at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye and finally embedded in the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)