"It's really Harry Potter. I saw the lightning scar on his forehead with my own eyes." Shortly after the train started, Fred and George hurried back to the carriage and brought them back good news: Harry Potter was on this train.
"Did Harry Potter really come into the station with you just now?" Lee Jordan asked in disbelief. Wasn't that just a lie that Albert, the bastard, was telling to deceive himself
"That black-haired boy is indeed Harry Potter. But he doesn't seem to be doing well with the Muggles." George sat in the seat opposite Albert, looked at the big spider in the insect box on the table, and asked curiously, "Where did you get this big guy from?"
"Big guy? This guy is not that big!" Fred knocked on the insect box with his index finger, but unfortunately the bag spider inside didn't react.
"Are you really going to keep this?"
"No, I found that I might not be able to keep it, so I'm considering whether to release it... into the wild." Lee Jordan's tone was filled with undisguised depression.
"Why?" Fred asked puzzled.
"If you don't want it, give it to me!"
Lee Jordan couldn't help rolling his eyes and said unhappily, "I'd rather let it go and live in the forest."
George next to him couldn't help but ask: "Can I take it out and have a look?"
"You'd better not." Lee Jordan shook his head and refused. "This is a poisonous spider. If you get bitten and poisoned, there's nothing I can do."
"It doesn't matter. We can just amputate it when the time comes." Albert threatened with a smile, "Cut off the bitten arm before the venom spreads to the whole body."
George's face twitched involuntarily. Although he felt that Albert's statement was exaggerated, he temporarily gave up the dangerous idea.
"By the way, your cat is even fatter than in the last photo!" Fred reached out to pet the cat, but ended up getting his clothes torn by the scratches.
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"You should bribe it with food first!" George suggested gleefully.
"What does your cat eat?" Fred took out his wand to repair the scratches on his clothes and asked, looking at the fat cat squatting on the table.
"Dried fish!"
"Can't it find its own food?"
"No, if it were, I wouldn't have to bring it to Hogwarts." Albert said helplessly.
"It's so fat and seems to be very comfortable to touch." George muttered softly, but when he saw how unlucky Fred was just now, he temporarily gave up the idea of petting the cat.
Since they couldn't pet the cats, the twins had other activities to do, such as teasing spiders. They used a stick provided by Lee Jordan to tease the bag spider in the insect box, trying to make it move.
"What do bag spiders eat?"
"Dried fish!" Albert said without hesitation.
"Stop it!" Fred tried to tease Tom with a stick, but the latter ignored him, jumped off the table and squatted on Albert's knees.
"Be careful, Tom may bring a dead mouse and throw it on your bed at night." Albert said with a smile.
"Only this one of yours can catch mice."
"What does this thing eat?"
"Frogs, mice or other insects." Lee Jordan smiled helplessly, "The school has no idea where to get these foods."
"You don't believe me?" Albert took out a small bag of dried fish from his pocket, tore open the bag, stuffed one to Tom, and then stuffed two dried fish into the insect box.
The bag spider was quickly attracted by the food, and immediately pounced on it and started tearing the dried fish apart. The three people who saw this scene felt bad.
"Look, this thing eats dried fish." Albert said proudly.
Seeing that his rations had been stolen, Tom suddenly became angry and stared at the spider in the box and made a vigilant cry.
"I've never heard of spiders eating dried fish." Lee Jordan seemed to be considering whether he should feed dried fish to the bag spiders in the future.
"You can try Bibi's Every Flavour Beans." Fred suddenly said.
"Spiders eat meat, so fish is also meat," Albert said jokingly. "As for Beebe's Every Flavour Beans, Lee Jordan probably doesn't even have enough to eat!"
Lee Jordan actually took out the leftover Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans and threw a few into the insect box, but unfortunately the bag spiders had no interest in these things at all.
"Don't force the spider to do anything."
Lee Jordan, a little discouraged, asked Albert the price of the dried fish.
"It's not too expensive, five pounds for a big bag. Well, about one Galleon." Albert didn't tease him anymore, so he asked, "Why didn't you go to the Magical Creatures Shop in Diagon Alley to buy some food for your spider?"
Fred and George looked at each other in bewilderment. Did they think that they didn't have enough Galleons to buy food for their pets
"How much money do you think it will cost?" Lee Jordan couldn't help asking.
"It won't take many Galleons. I often buy Owl Nuts for Sheila." Albert thought for a moment and said, "One Galleon should be enough for a long time."
"One Galleon!" Lee Jordan's face fell instantly.
"It's expensive to keep a pet," Albert kindly reminded, "especially a fat cat like this."
"You're right, maybe I should give up raising this money-losing thing." Lee Jordan felt even more depressed when he saw Tom staring at Albert's pocket. He envied Albert for being able to spend money casually, but unfortunately he didn't have his ability to make money.
"Okay, don't be sad, I'll treat you to some candy." Fred took out a few toffees from his pocket and handed them to Lee Jordan. George gave Albert a look, telling him not to stop him.
Lee Jordan looked at the toffee in front of him suspiciously, then looked at the guys in front of him, then peeled off the wrapper and stuffed the candy into his mouth.
"You taste like toffee..." Lee Jordan was chewing toffee, suddenly frowned, and the next moment he started to cough violently.
A long, slimy purple tongue emerged from Lee Jordan's mouth, causing him to retch.
"It looks like you succeeded!" Albert immediately took out his magic wand and helped Lee Jordan change his tongue back to its original shape.
"Ahem, you bastard, what did you just give me to eat!" After recovering to normal, Lee Jordan rushed towards Fred and didn't stop until he made a big fuss.
Albert tried hard not to laugh.
"Asshole, do you know that too?" Lee Jordan glared at Albert. He swore that this guy definitely knew what the toffee was.
"You didn't recognize it."
Albert opened a piece of fat tongue toffee, smelled it, and said to Fred and George, "The taste of the swelling agent has become much lighter, but there is still a little bit. It will be almost the same after some improvement. Of course, you can add other flavors to dilute the taste of the swelling agent."
As he spoke, Albert threw the toffee into his mouth under the stunned gaze of the three people, and swallowed it after refusing it twice, and simply commented, "The taste of the toffee is not very good, but you can still taste a little difference."
"Why you..." Lee Jordan stared at Albert in amazement. At this moment, all the admiration on his face was replaced by astonishment.
"You mean it has no effect?"
The three of them nodded stiffly.
"Because I only chewed it a few times before swallowing it." Albert explained casually, "That thing also has medicinal effects. There is not much bulking agent added to Fat Tongue Toffee. If you don't chew it a few more times, the medicinal effect will not be exerted at all."
"What do you think if we sold this thing at school?" Fred asked tentatively. They hoped to make their first Galleons with this thing.
"It's not the right time yet. You won't even make much money. Besides, this kind of thing is actually very easy to imitate. I suggest you wait until you have invented more products and then sell them together to make a name for yourself." Albert thought for a moment and gave his own advice. "Now, what you need is to invent and accumulate your own products to prepare for opening a store in the future. After all, commodities are the most basic things."