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Feeling the touch of the doorknob behind them, the two of them felt a little relieved. This place was good, it was right at the door. If they found something wrong, they could open the door and run away at any time.
"That's it."
Kyle considered his words for a moment, "The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures has been in some trouble recently. When I saw Cedric today, he had lost a lot of weight. He couldn't even walk steadily, not to mention he was wobbly. How haggard.
"He really needs help. As friends, you won't ignore it, right?"
"What about you?" Fred immediately noticed something was wrong and asked, "You and Cedric are also friends, why don't you help him?"
"To be honest, I really want to help." Kyle sighed, spread his hands and said, "If the mysterious man didn't trouble me, I would have stayed at the Ministry of Magic today."
"It sounds a bit fake."
"It doesn't seem real."
Fred and George said at the same time.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Weasley if I spent a day in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."
Kyle pointed to the door, "If I lie, you can come to me again. I will accept any punishment then, even if I am allowed to work in your store."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course." Kyle said confidently. "Don't worry, I really just want to help Cedric. He is too busy. As friends, we should all help him out of circumstances, right?"
"Everything else is easy to talk about, but let's go back to the Ministry of Magic... let's forget it," said Fred.
"That's right." George nodded. "No matter what you say, we will not go back to the Ministry of Magic."
"Especially at this time..."
"Just look at Hermione, we don't want to come back at midnight every day."
"Don't refuse in a hurry."
Kyle took out a golden cup filled with mead and placed it on the table. "Hermione was busy because there were few people in the place she went to. The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is the second largest department in the Ministry of Magic. Even if it is a little busy at ordinary times, it is not too exaggerated. This time it was really just an emergency, which was unexpected."
Fred and George originally wanted to leave without listening to anything Kyle said, but the strong smell of mead filling the room made them stop.
Although they didn't like drinking that much, the taste of the mead that Kyle brought out was so good that people would never forget it after drinking it once.
They are no exception.
The two looked at each other and seemed to have some kind of communication. Then they walked over cautiously and spoke first.
"No matter what you say, we are not going to the Ministry of Magic."
"No matter how good the reason is, it's useless."
"Ah, it doesn't matter." Kyle said with a smile, "I just mentioned it in passing. If you don't want to go, I won't go."
"By the way, do you have any ideas about communication items?"
Just as he said, Kyle really didn't mention the Ministry of Magic again, and turned to another topic, "I must remind you that efficiency comes second. The most important thing for Bones is that he will not leak secrets."
While talking, Kyle brought two more ordinary cups and poured the mead in the gold cup into them. "She won't pay for something that can be used if the enemy takes it away."
Seeing that Kyle didn't mention the Ministry of Magic again, the two of them relaxed a little.
"It's simple. Just set a password." Fred picked up the mead and took a sip. "It's like the Marauder's Map. You can only use it by saying the correct password."
"Or set a numeric password," George said. "Just like a Muggle phone, I remember you need to press a series of digits before using the phone."
"How do you know?" Kyle asked curiously. If he remembered correctly, the two of them should have never been in contact with Muggles.
"Didn't Dad just say that? He got a phone call."
"And we've used it before, Ron used it to contact Harry."
"It's just that it wasn't Harry who answered the phone at that time, and before he said a few words, there was no sound inside."
"It must have been his aunt and uncle who did it. That family was really rude." George put down the cup in his hand and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Every time they looked for Harry before, they had been blocked by those two people, and naturally they wouldn't feel happy when they thought about it now.
"Passwords and passwords..." Kyle thought for a while, "Is this the only way?"
"It can be more complicated," Fred said. "For example, set a spell so that only specific people can use it."
"But in this case, the cost will increase significantly." George said, "After all, none of the restricting spells are simple, and it is even more difficult to use them on magic items. Even if we start from If we start researching now, it will take half a year at the earliest.”
"And that's just one," said Fred.
"That won't work, it will take too long." Kyle shook his head. "There are so many Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. Even if there is one for every one hundred people, it will take a year."
"Then there's no other way." Fred raised his head and drank up the mead in the cup. "Actually, there is no truly reliable thing in the magic world. Even the most complicated password can be solved with Legilimency. Limitations Magic also has corresponding solutions.
“So I would say it’s better to work on the communication items themselves.”
"What does this mean?" Kyle poured him another glass of mead.
"Just make communication items into the most common shapes, such as buttons, ropes, etc., and everyone will wear them. In this way, even if Death Eaters see them, they will only think that they are normal small items and will not know anything about them. Think more.
"It's like the one used by DA before. Who would have thought that a Galleung would be our communication tool."
While he was speaking, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the golden cup that Kyle used to pour wine.
Not because of its expensive material.
Although tableware made of gold is rare, it is not unheard of. For example, the place where they live now has a complete set of gold tableware, including cups, candlesticks, plates, bowls, knives and forks.
They were all left by the Black family, but Sirius just put them in the storage room and never took them out at all.
What interested him was the cup itself.
That thing doesn't look big, how can it hold so much wine? It's been two rounds of pouring, but the wine inside is not missing at all.
He initially thought it was a refilling curse, but the strange thing was that Kyle had not recited any spells, and he did not feel any traces of magic on the cup.
As the owner of a magic trick shop, Fred believed in his own judgment. That thing was just a normal cup...at least that's what it looked like from the outside.
"you this……"
"Then go with what you think."
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Kyle.
"Make one first, the one with the password, then send it to the Ministry of Magic for Bones to see."
"If she's satisfied, that's fine. If she's not satisfied... we'll change it later. Anyway, there aren't many people in Diagon Alley right now, so if you're idle, you're idle."
"Idleness means idleness. We are very busy, okay?"
"Ah, yes, yes, I made a mistake. You are all busy people. You can earn a thousand Galleons a day." Kyle waved his hand towards the door, "Okay, if you have nothing else to do, just leave. I still want to sleep."
After that, he stood up and prepared to see off the guests.
This was originally a good thing for Fred and George. As long as they left smoothly, they no longer needed to worry about what holes Kyle would dig for them.
But Fred couldn't help but be curious.
"Wait a minute." He looked towards the table, "That cup of yours..."
"Oh, you're talking about that." Kyle said nonchalantly: "It's nothing special, it's just Hufflepuff's golden cup. Don't you Gryffindors also have a sword?"
"What did you say?"
"This is Hufflepuff's golden cup?!"
Now, Fred and George didn't want to leave even more. No matter which one of the things left by the four giants was, it was a treasure that the alchemist couldn't refuse.
Although they are not alchemists in the strict sense, they are pretty much the same as they all deal with magic items.
……
In fact, the two knew that this thing was in Kyle's hands, and Kyle had never hidden it from them, including the matter of the Horcrux, which they also knew.
But I know it, but I have never seen it with my own eyes.
The two of them bypassed Kyle and rushed towards the table.
"Hufflepuff's golden cup..." Fred's eyes were frighteningly bright, "Didn't you say it is at Nicolas Flamel's?"
"It was before," Kyle said, "but after solving the Horcrux problem, he gave it back to me."
"When did it happen?" George raised his head angrily, "You never told us!"
"Last Christmas," Kyle said, "you weren't at Hogwarts at that time, how can I tell you."
"This is not a reason, you can write a letter!" Fred said angrily, "I don't care, as a punishment for you deceiving your friends, we have to keep this gold cup for you for a while."
"This won't work." Kyle shook his finger, and the gold cup that was originally on the table immediately flew into his hand.
"I'm going to lend it to Cedric for a while. If you want it, please queue up first."
"how long?"
"Who knows, maybe a week, maybe a month." Kyle said thoughtfully, "Let's see when he can finish his work."
"This is too long."
"It's okay that I didn't know. Now that I know, how could we have waited so long."
"I won't be able to sleep at night..."
"Why should you lend it to him first..."
"That's right, we've known each other since we were three years old, and he just came later!"
The two said indignantly, and there was even a bit of grievance in their voices.
"Don't talk in this tone, it's so scary." Kyle felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but rub his arms, "Besides, there was a reason why I lent it to him first."
"What reason!" Fred blurted out, but his eyes kept staring at the gold cup in Kyle's hand.
"Isn't he busy lately? Sometimes he doesn't even bother to eat." Kyle said softly: "It just so happens that the golden cup can store food and give him a hot bite."
After hearing this, Fred and George suddenly woke up, and their eyes moved from the gold cup to Kyle.
"So that's what you had in mind."
"Don't try to trick us into going to the Ministry of Magic."
……
"What do you mean, what do you mean by lying?" Kyle raised his eyebrows, "I'm just kidding, I've already resigned. Whether you go to the Ministry of Magic or not has nothing to do with me."
"What, you resigned?"