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Fred gritted his teeth and said, "We did want to buy Ron a new wand."
George took a deep breath and forced a dry smile. "We didn't tell you because we were afraid you would object."
"How could I object, dear?"
Mrs. Weasley's eyes were also a little moist. She walked forward and hugged Fred and George gently.
"I'm glad you think so. George is right. I don't understand you very well."
"I'm Fred, Mom." George blushed and said shyly, "You got the wrong one again."
"I'm sorry, Fred, dear." Mrs. Weasley let them go and said with a smile, "By the way, wait a moment."
Having said that, she went upstairs.
Taking advantage of this moment, the twins immediately looked at Kyle, their eyes full of confusion.
Kyle shook his head calmly, signaling them to stay calm.
Soon, Mrs. Weasley returned with a bag in her hand.
"Here are your Galleons."
She handed the bag to George, who was closest to her, and said, "I've always been worried that you were still young and would spend money recklessly after suddenly having so many Galleons, but now it seems that you have really grown up.
Take it, you can't buy the wand without it."
George couldn't wait to open the bag, which contained about thirty golden Galleons.
There was a glimmer of disappointment in the twins' eyes.
They thought all the Galleons were in there, but they didn't expect there were only thirty.
Mrs. Weasley guessed his thoughts immediately and said with a stern face again, "Why, you think it's too little? Forget it then."
After saying this, she pretended to take the bag out.
George took a step back and shook his head, "Of course not, Mom, how could we think it's too little."
As if afraid that Mrs. Weasley would regret it, George walked straight to the fireplace, holding the bag in one hand and grabbing a handful of Floo powder in the other.
"It's too late. We have to go."
After saying that, he threw the Floo powder into the fireplace and walked in without looking back.
"Diagon Alley!"
In the blink of an eye, George disappeared.
Seeing this, Fred and Kyle immediately followed.
……
When Kyle opened his eyes again, he was already in front of the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron.
Fred and George sandwiched him, one on each side, and said quickly:
"When did we say we were going to buy Ron a wand!"
"We need an explanation, Kyle."
Seven Galleons for a wand, enough for them to make a hundred Fat Tongue Toffees.
"Don't get excited. Aren't you curious? Why is Ollivander's so dirty..."
Kyle leaned close to the two men's ears and whispered something.
After listening, the twins' eyes gradually became interested, but there was still a hint of confusion.
Fred said hesitantly, "A wand costs seven Galleons... Isn't that a waste?"
"It's okay. I'll pay for it." Kyle said with a smile, "Just think of it as a gift for Ron's enrollment..."
"flutter……"
As he was speaking, a round figure rolled out from the fireplace.
Ron didn't even bother to brush off the dust on his body. He immediately stood up and looked around, searching for something.
It was not until he saw Kyle and the twins not far away that he breathed a sigh of relief and ran over happily.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 132: Forming a Group to Fool
"You said you would buy me a new wand..."
Ron looked at Fred and George, his eyes half hopeful and half worried. After the joy just now, he was now a little afraid that this was another joke of theirs.
After all, Fred and George had criminal records, and similar things had happened in their family more than once.
"Of course, my dear brother." Fred smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Are you doubting your brother?"
George next to him also showed a heartbroken expression.
"Ron, you broke our hearts."
"I'm sorry... I, I didn't mean that."
Ron's heart suddenly became nervous. His face flushed and he hesitantly explained: "I'm just...scared. No, not scared. I trust you very much. Really, I..."
"Okay, Ron, don't be nervous." Kyle said with a smile, "They are just joking this time. Don't worry, I will let you get a new wand today. I promise."
Ron was indeed a little too nervous, he was not usually like this... well, not much different.
Compared to Fred and George, Kyle is obviously more trustworthy in Ron's heart.
"Thank you, Kyle." The blush on Ron's face faded a lot.
Although he is still very nervous, at least not as exaggerated as before, and he looks much more normal.
But Fred and George were not happy.
"Why do you want to thank Kyle?"
"Sure enough, you still don't believe us."
……
Ron began to get nervous again.
"No, it's not. Thank you too."
Fred and George nodded in satisfaction.
Afterwards, the four left the noisy Leaky Cauldron and headed to Diagon Alley.
At the entrance, Kyle deliberately walked at the back, naturally stretched out his leg and kicked to the side, preparing to move the trash can.
"Boom!"
There was a dull thud, but the trash can didn't move at all.
"Ok?"
Kyle turned his head and looked carefully for a while, then he found that the bottom of the trash can was actually glued to the ground by a fixing spell.
No wonder he didn't kick just now.
"It must have been Old Tom who did it..." Kyle's face looked a little ugly.
This is too much. Last year he said he believed in himself, but he secretly fixed the trash can to the ground.
Is trust between people so fragile?
The more Kyle thought about it, the angrier he got. When the other three weren't paying attention, he quickly took out his wand and pointed it at the trash can.
"Get bigger quickly!"
The trash can grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But the amplitude is not large, just about the same as the thickness of a brick.
Kyle put away his wand and caught up with the Weasleys in front of him as if nothing had happened.
George asked in confusion: "What are you doing in the back? Why are you so slow?"
Kyle said casually: "It's okay, I just accidentally dropped a Sikor."
"found it?"
"Well, I found it."
George nodded and didn't take it seriously.
The few of them had a clear goal and walked straight towards Ollivander.
Ron walked in the front, with Kyle and the twins lagging a little behind, talking in low voices in the back.
"Tell me, what will happen if we leave suddenly now?" Fred said in a low voice.
"Little Ron will be devastated," George said, trying to suppress a smile, "and then we'll get a beating from our mother."
"And..." Kyle added, "You can't keep the thirty Galleons you just got."
"Well, forget it then." Fred shrugged and said, "Just think of it as for Galleon."
Ron, who was walking in front, seemed to have heard what they said. He quickly looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the three were still there.
"By the way, what are your plans?"
After Ron turned his head back, George asked in a low voice: "Although little Ron's brain is not very bright, he would not ask such questions for no reason."
Fred nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he's probably thinking too much about his new wand to care whether Ollivander's is dirty or not."
"If he doesn't ask, we can remind him."
Kyle stroked his chin and whispered something to the two of them.
Fred frowned after hearing this and asked doubtfully, "Will this work?"
"It should be fine..." Kyle shrugged and said, "If it doesn't work, forget it. I'm just curious anyway. I don't have to know."
"Tsk, your curiosity is really valuable." George curled his lips and said, "Seven Galleons."
Kyle just smiled and said nothing.