"Fred Weasley, George Weasley, what dangerous thing are you going to do?"
Ginny stood in front of the twins with her hands on her hips, her face serious. She didn't want to see her mother worry about them.
"Ginny, you are mistaken. I am George, and he is Fred."
The twins did their best trick again.
It's a pity that Ginny is not interested in playing with the two of them now.
"I don't care who you are, anyway, please listen to me, don't do anything dangerous, and don't make mom worry."
"We don't want to do dangerous things." Fred whispered.
Facing their mad sister, even the twins have become more honest.
Ginny looked back and forth between the two faces several times.
Seeing the guilty expressions of the two, she asked sharply: "Spit it out! What are you going to do?"
"They're just going to drop out of school."
Lucas' voice came from behind Ginny and the twins were taken aback: "How do you know?"
"You've always wanted to open your own joke shop, haven't you? I think you can't wait to leave Hogwarts."
The twins lowered their heads slowly, acquiescing to Lucas' statement.
This stunned the girls next to her. Especially Hermione, she doesn't understand this kind of dropout behavior.
With a blank face, Ginny asked the two of them sharply: "Is what Lucas said true?"
"Uh, almost!"
"What do you mean almost? If you drop out of school, your parents will be sad, and how will you find a job in the future?"
"It's a bit too harsh to say drop out, we're going to prepare a glorious exit!"
After George finished speaking, Fred next to him continued to add: "Besides, the two of us only got three passes in the O.W.Ls exam, so even if we graduate, we won't be able to find any good jobs."
Ginny laughed angrily at what the two said.
"If you study well, work hard, and try to get more O's in the N.E.W.Ts exam you would be fine, but you actually chose to avoid it."
"In addition, you said you want to open a joke shop, what about the funds? Our family doesn't have the money for you to start a business!"
As soon as Ginny finished speaking, the twins looked at the blond boy behind her in tacit understanding.
"In fact, Lucas gave us the one thousand Galleons he won at the Triwizard Tournament last year."
The twins ignored Lucas's swaying hands and confessed without hesitation.
"So you were also involved." Ginny looked back at her boyfriend.
Seeing the fiery redhead getting more and more angry, Lucas hurried forward and hugged her.
"Ginny, Fred and George are already adults, and they will make their own choices about their futures."
"Do you have to use those certificates to prove it? You should know how outstanding your two brothers are."
"As for the joke store, I support it. They are very interested in inventing prank items. You have seen with your own eyes how much the students at school like the things they invented."
"With such a talent, wouldn't it be wasteful not to use it? Don't you think it's more appropriate for the two of them to focus on that instead of sitting in an office?"
Ginny's expression kept changing with Lucas' words.
When she imagined the picture of her two elder brothers sitting in an office solemnly, she suddenly shuddered.
The twins breathed a sigh of relief and secretly gave Lucas a thumbs up. But Ginny noticed all the tricks between the three of them.
After glaring at them, she pulled the other three girls out of the secret room.
The twins were relieved that at least they now have a family member supporting them.
As for Ron, he will support both of them 100%.
And they don't have to worry about their older brother Bill and second brother Charlie.
The biggest troubles are Percy and their mother.
"Don't worry, I can talk to Mrs Weasley for you."
The twins' eyes lit up, and they stepped forward and hugged Lucas' shoulders.
"Thank you so much boss."
"Of course, as an investor, this is also your job, after all, we are now working for you."
Lucas knocked off the two hands on his shoulders.
"But I have conditions. Remember the alchemy I taught you?"
Seeing the two nodding, Lucas continued.
"I can provide you with the shop in Diagon Alley, and I can also provide you with a batch of raw materials for free."
"But when you make prank objects, you also have to use alchemy to make some other magic props."
"As for what to do, you can think about it yourself. The only requirement is that these props have to play a role on the battlefield."
The twins looked at each other, and their expressions became serious.
"Boss, don't worry, we will definitely make enough magic props."
"It's just this time..."
"According to my personal estimates, you still have about six to eight months to prepare, and the second war will start at the latest when school starts next year."
"Six to eight months." The twins frowned.
Both of them knew it in their hearts.
Their parents, as members of the Order of the Phoenix, will definitely participate in the war against Voldemort.
Not just their parents, but Bill, Charlie and even Ginny and Ronald. Their family has long been unable to stay out of it.
"We get it, and when we've finished our spectacular exit, we're heading to Diagon Alley to get ready."
For the so-called exit of the two, Lucas had already seen it with the eye of time.
Or he had been expecting the twins to do it.
Because whether he can get the invisibility cloak, the big trouble that the twins are about to create is the key.
"I don't care what kind of trouble you're going to make, please don't involve the Slytherin common room, I don't want it to get dirty."
Seeing the sly smiles on the twins' faces, Lucas knew that his words did not change their minds.
It looks like they still intended to do that.
…
Harry looked around.
Everyone was cheering as they looked at him.
"Harry, you are amazing!"
"It's thanks to you resisting Voldemort's attack at the critical moment, otherwise the prophecy ball would have been snatched away by him."
Harry blankly accepted the compliments from Sirius and Mr Weasley, but he still didn't understand what happened.
"Get out of the way, everyone out of the way, Harry is injured, don't bother him."
Alastor Moody parted the crowd and came to his side.
Seeing the old Auror's scarred face also permeated with a smile, Harry asked in confusion: "Professor Moody, what happened?"
"Oh~ poor child, you must have been injured in the fight just now."
There was pain in Moody's one remaining eye.
Before Harry figured out what was wrong, Dumbledore came along with Lucas.
"Harry, are you okay?"
"Professor, what happened?"
"Did you forget? What day is today? I'll give you a little hint, prophecy ball!"
With Dumbledore's reminder, a flood of memories began to emerge.
Among them was a conversation between Dumbledore and him in the headmaster's office.
"Today is the day to transfer the prophecy ball?"
Seeing Harry's surprised expression, Dumbledore nodded with a smile: "That's right, we moved the prophecy ball from the Ministry of Magic to a safe place."
"Your performance was very heroic. If you did not stop Voldemort many times, we might not be able to successfully complete this mission."
Dumbledore raised his wand after speaking, making a mist fly out from the tip of the wand, and a set of images appeared in it.
In the picture, a group of people were riding brooms and crossing the sky over London in a neat formation.
Suddenly, a group of pitch-black smoke figures appeared.
Voldemort then showed up, and the Death Eaters wanted to snatch the prophecy ball.
Seeing himself in the mist tightly protecting the prophecy ball, Harry frowned suspiciously.
"Professor, why do I have no impression of these?"
"Son, it's all because you were injured just now!"
Dumbledore finished and motioned for him to continue looking into the smoke.
Harry saw that he was very heroic in the picture.
Voldemort tried to snatch the prophecy ball several times, but was repelled by himself with the disarming charm.
Until finally he clashed spells against Voldemort, and was pushed off the broom by the opponent's powerful magic.
Although other people rescued him in time, some collisions inevitably occurred.
The screen ended here.
Dumbledore raised his wand and said, "Don't worry, my boy, I'll restore your memory now."
Accompanied by the bright light of the magic wand, Harry's memory was also gradually recovered, and the memory in his mind was more detailed than what he could see in the smoke.
Watching people around cheering and shouting his name, a smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Savior!"
"Harry is more suitable for the title of White Demon King."
"Harry, you're so good!"
A cry of praise captivated Harry, and soon he was part of the celebratory team.
The moment he turned around to celebrate, Dumbledore's eyes turned blood red behind him.
…
Gryffindor Tower.
Harry lay on the soft bed, chuckling from time to time.
Ron, Neville and others gathered around the bed, their faces full of doubts.
"What do you think Harry is dreaming about?"
"I don't know, but it must be a wonderful dream, maybe he's dreaming that he became the Minister of Magic?"
Several people were woken up by Harry's laughter.
Seeing that he was fine now, they went back to their bed to sleep in peace.
…
Little Hangleton.
Voldemort opened a pair of blood red eyes and his slender fingers gently slid across his eyebrows, or where they should be since he doesn't have eyebrows anymore.
"Could the transfer of the prophecy ball be another trap?"
Having experienced the failure of Azkaban, Voldemort was now more cautious.
As Dumbledore's old rival, he knows how smart the headmaster is.
There was no way Dumbledore hadn't noticed the connection between Harry and himself. But he unexpectedly told Harry such an important plan when he was still not proficient in Occlumency.
This had to make Voldemort doubt Dumbledore's intentions.
"Bella!"
"I'm here, Master!"
"I need you to do something in a few days, it may be very dangerous, would you like to?"
Bellatrix said with a smile: "As long as it is the master's order, Bella will always be willing, even if Bella has to die."
Satisfaction flashed in Voldemort's eyes.
"Very good, I will come to the room later, I have some rewards for you, first go find Severus, and send a letter to our friends at Hogwarts."
Waiting until Bellatrix left the room, Voldemort looked at the night outside the window, a cold light flashed in his eyes.