Harry Potter and the Obscurus

Chapter 97 The Magic Trick Shop and the Muggle Supplies Store

The conversation with Dumbledore wasn't as long as Mo Ran had imagined. Mo Ran didn't even have time to explain how he came to have this new form before the headmaster dismissed him with the excuse that "this old man is too old and needs to rest."

Mo Ran was not surprised by Dumbledore's behavior.

Fortunately, even without his involvement, Dumbledore still managed to send Professor Snape to successfully protect Alastor Moody. Even if they failed to capture the attacker, at least the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the new term wouldn't be Barty Crouch Jr., a Death Eater.

For the next few hours, Mo Ran devoted all her attention to the cubs she had raised.

Thanks to Professor Newt Scamander, Little Thunderbird was well taken care of during its arduous mission. With its current abilities, it could easily live alone in the Forbidden Forest.

The two, one human and one bird, frolicked in the forest for a while before flying together into the sky. They flew for a very long time, until Mo Ran was almost late, and then they reluctantly parted ways.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the setting sun was casting its rays obliquely on the nearly deserted cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley.

Faced with this situation, Mo Ran suddenly understood why Harry had agreed to his proposal so readily before.

Due to the Quidditch World Cup, most wizards abandoned their work and headed to the final venue ahead of time. Now, not only is Diagon Alley, which used to be bustling with activity, deserted even the shops in Knockturn Alley are empty.

In this situation, it would be extremely difficult for Harry to escape and Apparate somewhere.

"Just how many Darth Vaders risked arrest to watch the game?"

Mo Ran muttered this to himself, and couldn't help but think of the fugitives in his previous life who were caught because they went to concerts.

It's a pity he's not Harry, and he's not that interested in Quidditch; otherwise, he should have fully enjoyed this grand event to make the most of his life.

Soon, a boy and a girl who looked like students walked out of Flourish and Blotts bookstore, shoulder to shoulder.

The boy took out a pocket watch from his pocket, said a few words to the girl, and then walked quickly toward the intersection of the alley where Mo Ran was.

call out!

A faint whooshing sound rang out.

However, after transforming all his magic into a wisp of black smoke, Mo Ran quietly entered Harry's body.

"So, how far have things progressed for you two?"

"Oh? We had some ice cream from Florin's Ice Cream Shop, and then we went to Flourish and Blotts to look at some new books."

"Is that all? Diagon Alley hasn't been this deserted in years. Is this how you're going to use it?"

Harry was a little embarrassed by Mo Ran's actions, but when it came to how to date, he decided to follow his own pace.

"I think these things should be done step by step. Who would want to do something on the first date?"

Mo Ran was taken aback by these words. Then he realized that even in 1994, people in Western Europe, who would later be considered overly liberal, would still have those kinds of pure love affairs.

"Alright alright."

Mo Ran said to Harry:

"No matter what, this is your business, and I won't interfere much in the future. But if you need anything, remember to let me know in advance. I need to rest for three or four days after I leave your body each time."

"I know, I know."

Harry replied.

.......

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the kitchen of the Burrow outside St. Catchpol Village in Otterley. This startled Harry, who had Apparated with Hermione.

"What happened?"

Harry pushed open the door and asked.

"Harry!"

"Harry's here!"

"It's Harry!"

All the Weasley children stopped laughing and turned around when they heard Harry's voice.

"It's Fat Tongue Toffee!"

Fred boasted with great enthusiasm:

"George and I finally succeeded in developing it! It took us the whole summer!"

As he spoke, he lifted the goblin he was holding.

The goblin that ate the Weasley's special toffee lost its ability to scream. Its tongue, under the influence of magic, grew to a length of four feet, and the way it hung on the ground was almost indistinguishable from a slippery python.

"I feel like we can move on to human trials now, Fred!"

"Then you'd better be careful. If the magic goes wrong, it won't just be a matter of getting a beating from your parents."

Harry had never seen the person who said this before. But looking at his fiery red hair and the other boy standing next to him, Harry immediately guessed that these two must be the two eldest Weasley brothers—Bill and Charlie.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I am Harry, Harry Potter, and Ron's good friend in the same grade."

“My name is Hermione Granger.”

"I've heard of you! Ron really cherishes the two of you as friends!"

The brother who was closer to Harry stood up with a smile, extended a large hand to shake Harry's, and then praised him again:

"He really is a man!"

"You flatter me! So you're the brother Charlie that Ron mentioned?"

"Oh? How did you figure that out?"

Charlie looked in Ron's direction in surprise.

“You have a lot of calluses on your hands and your arm muscles are very strong, which is very similar to the big brother Ron described who was researching fire dragons in Romania.”

Upon hearing this, Bill, who had tied his long hair into a ponytail, also stood up and shook hands with Harry.

"Looks like people like me who work at Gringotts are a bit lacking in physical activity. Hello Harry, I'm Bill."

“Hello! But Ron also said that you are the best student in the Weasley family, and that you got 12 certificates in the OWLs exams. Percy has been looking up to you as a role model ever since.”

"It's not very useful."

Bill said modestly, little did he know that the record of 12 OWLs exam certificates had already made Hermione's eyes light up.

"That thing George and Fred were just talking about, they spent the whole summer researching it?"

Seeing that Harry had brought the topic back, George and Fred resumed their previous cheering and jumping expressions.

"The Magic Tricks Shop! We're going to call it the Weasley Magic Tricks Shop!"

"Fat Tongue Toffee is just one of our products; we have so many inventions! There are also fake wands, portable swamps, and a whole bunch of other stuff. This is a dream we've been planning to realize for years!"

"But you'll be in big trouble if Mom catches you again!"

Ginny, who was standing nearby, suddenly warned.

For some reason, her face looked a little red.

"That's why we told Harry about it! Fred, quickly get the list out for Harry to look at!"

"okay!"

Looking at the long price list that stretched for several pages, Ron, who had unconsciously walked over to Harry, spoke first and asked:

"Didn't Mom confiscate all your stuff? My goodness, you've been making things behind our backs all this time! I kept hearing explosions coming from your room, I thought you two just liked loud noises..."

Ignoring his younger brother's complaints, Fred went straight to Harry and began to volunteer:

"Oh Harry, my dear Harry, you who study at Hogwarts must understand how boring that dull life can be! Just think how many Galleons the students would pay for the joy of their childhood if they could get their hands on these things!"

"What Galleon?"

Arthur's sudden entrance into the kitchen startled all the Weasley children, and even though they hadn't rehearsed it, they all cried out in unison:

"father!"

"Oh? Everyone's here, including Harry and Hermione! You've arrived too!"

Harry put away the order form and stepped forward to shake hands with Mr. Arthur Weasley.

"Hello Mr. Weasley, thank you for your invitation."

"Not at all, it's an honor for our whole family that you'd like to come. Well, now that you and Hermione are here, I'll have Molly make dinner."

"Wait a minute! Mr. Weasley!"

Harry called out to Arthur.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he revealed all about the Weasley brothers' plans and their ideas for the Magic Tricks Company.

About two minutes later, after listening to Harry's "tattling," Arthur Weasley suddenly adopted a stern fatherly demeanor and said:

"No way! Your mother would never allow you to do this! She was already very disappointed with your previous OWL results. If you keep playing like this, you'll never be able to get a job at the Ministry of Magic!"

"But we don't want to go to the Ministry of Magic, Dad!"

George and Fred said in unison.

They didn't know why Harry suddenly wanted to betray them, but their years of mischievous intuition told them something was amiss.

As the twins predicted, Harry's so-called betrayal was actually a strategic retreat, a move with far-reaching implications.

“Mr. Weasley, I think you should support your children. Not everyone is limited to studying and going to the Ministry of Magic. Since they both have the talent, you should let them give it a try. Besides…”

Having said that, Harry lowered his voice slightly and said:

"Your inventions must be quite troublesome in the Ministry of Magic, right? Why don't you just come out and do them directly? Those Muggle products that have been enchanted have a very promising market prospect."

Mr. Weasley was speechless after Harry had hit him where it hurt.

Yes, it's not just the magic cars; the electrical appliances and high-tech products that he successfully enchanted are all remarkable inventions!

"But the department's regulations..."

"That kind of thing is just a matter of a word from those in power. Besides, you don't necessarily have to stay in the Ministry of Magic to make such things. If you ask me, the Weasleys shouldn't just have the Wizarding Tricks Shop; they should also have a Muggle goods store."

"But Muggle stuff isn't cheap either. We're already struggling to make ends meet, where are we going to get...?"

Having been tricked into revealing his true thoughts, Arthur Weasley suddenly realized he had said something he shouldn't have, but before he could take it back, Harry dropped another bombshell.

"It's nothing, the lack of investors is easy to solve. To be honest, the Lily Health Insurance that suddenly became popular in Europe recently is actually my personal business."

"what?"

"Wait a minute."

Harry gestured to Ron and the others, saying:

“A thousand or two Galleons would be enough for George and Fred’s start-up capital. What I’m more interested in is your business, Mr. Weasley. You know, cutting-edge Muggle technology products aren’t cheap. If it really reaches a certain scale, the monthly revenue could reach millions of pounds.”

"A million pounds?"

"It's worth about 20 Galleons."

"hiss......"

Ginny, who was whispering with Hermione nearby, gasped upon hearing the number. It was a sum far beyond her comprehension of money. Thankfully, Hermione, a witch from a Muggle family, explained it to her; otherwise, the little girl's worldview might have crumbled.