Chapter 15 (1/2)

Looking at the silly eyed red haired twins, Brad chuckled and walked out.

It's nice to make a fortune like this.

Although Brad won't sell the legend card after he gets it.

Regulus was also interested in Brad's bad taste.

Is deliberately irritating!

The Weasleys are really down in the dumps It's clear that I'm making money, but how come I'm not happy all of a sudden?

However, such a thing, they have not yet reneged on the deal, has represented a very good character.

”Fred, did you notice that the uncle who paid just now was regullus black, who saved uncle Fabian?” Asked George.

”Of course I found it!” Fred went on, ”so you mean the guy in the plush hat was his godson Lestrange?”

”It should be right!” George nodded. ”He should be going to Hogwarts this year.”

”Then we...”

”This year...”

”Thank him so much.”

The twins really seem to be interlinked, and they all sing and sing in the end.

And the two people said they were happy again. They quickly took the seven jinjialong and ran out.

What can I buy? Mom must not find out!

……

”The twins just now belonged to the Weasleys, didn't they?” ”Red hair and lack of money have become the hallmark of their family in recent years,” Braud asked

”Yes, they are! The fact that the Arthur Weasleys have seven children is also famous. ” Regulles nodded. ”The Gryffindor in Providence invited me to dinner in return for saving my life It happened that his sister came with the children. You know, I didn't take a few bites of that last meal. ”

Fabian pwitt, the second brother of Molly pwitt Weasley, was one of the members of the order of the Phoenix rescued by Regulus from death eaters. He and his brother Gideon pwitt are very, very powerful witches who can confront the five most powerful Death Eaters.

Although he was finally defeated by the endless black magic, Voldemort gave both of them high praise.

It's not easy for regulles to save his brother's Fabian pwitt Who called his brother Gideon pwitt was hit by awada, and no one could be saved.

Talking about these things, Brad and regulles were joking and reached the next stop.

Olivander's wand shop.

This is a small, dilapidated looking shop with a peeling gold lettered sign on the door that says, ”Oliver: made a good wand since 382 BC.”

In the dusty window, there was a wand alone on the faded purple cushion.

Braud vowed that if it had not been the only regular wand shop in Britain, it would have been closed down by now.