Perhaps out of fun or for some other reason, Fred and George told Ron exactly what Albert had said.
Ron, who had never had a single Galleon in his pocket, was stunned when he heard that the Banban sleeping in his schoolbag was worth tens of thousands of Galleons.
Ron put his hand on his chest and took a few deep breaths to calm his pounding heart.
"You guys are not lying to me!"
It wasn't that Ron didn't believe it, but Fred and George always liked to play pranks on him, and their words sounded like they were lying to him.
If Scabbers was really that valuable, Percy would have sold it long ago. There was no way he would have given it to himself.
"Why would I lie to you? Albert said that Muggles particularly like to study creatures that live for a long time. I remember that your mouse lives longer than ordinary mice." Fred frowned and said seriously, "It's not strange if someone lives more than ten years longer than others, but if someone lives twice as long as others, everyone will be curious about how he lived so long."
"Maybe... maybe, he drank the elixir of life."
In fact, Ron only understood that Banban was so valuable because he had lived for a long time.
Well, if you think about it carefully, it seems that Banban has really lived for a long time.
"So, should we sell Scabbers?" Fred and George asked, putting their arms around Ron's shoulders. "This is a rare opportunity. One mouse can be exchanged for tens of thousands of Galleons of Muggle coins, or even more. It's a huge profit."
"this… "
Ron's lips trembled slightly, and just as he was about to say the word "sell", he heard Hermione next to him say, "Ron, they are lying to you, can't you see that?"
"What?"
Ron's mind was in a mess.
"How can a mouse be so valuable? Do you know how much tens of thousands of Galleons are worth in pounds?" Hermione looked at Ron speechlessly, thinking that he must have been blinded by money and was foolish enough to believe Fred and George's lies.
"So... you guys really were lying to me!"
Ron continued to hold his chest and almost couldn't breathe. The intense and strange emotions were very bad for the heart.
"We didn't lie to you." Fred and George said confidently, "Albert did say that your rat is very valuable. He thinks that the Muggle biologist, um, I think that's the name. He said that if the Muggle biologist knew about it, he would definitely be willing to spend a lot of money to buy it and take it back for research."
After saying that, they both looked at Lee Jordan and asked him to speak.
"Albert did say that last night." Lee Jordan was being stared at by the two men, so he had to tell the truth.
"Did Albert really say that?" Hermione looked at the three of them suspiciously, with an expression of disbelief on her face.
"Yes, of course I did."
"You don't understand. Albert never likes to tell lies." Fred said seriously, "He likes to lie to people with the truth, so what he says is usually true."
"Lying to others with the truth?" Hermione couldn't understand. How could one lie to others with the truth
"Sometimes the truth hurts more than a lie. We don't know much about what's going on with the Muggles, but Albert rarely tells lies." Lee Jordan seemed to have realized something and added, "But he also said that even if we really sell the mice, it would be difficult to exchange Muggle coins for Galleons."
Ron understood that Scabbers was indeed worth the price, but he couldn't sell it for tens of thousands of Galleons.
So, approximately... nothing.
Ron seemed to see the mountains of Galleons in front of him grow wings and fly away.
If Ron wasn't still young and his heart wasn't too sluggish, he would have been out of breath and passed out.
"Hehe, don't be discouraged. It's just that it's more difficult to turn that mouse into a Galleon." Fred didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about tricking his brother.
“That’s basically nothing.”
"No, there is a difference." George said seriously, "At least you have a dream."
"Don't daydream, Ron. Money never falls from the sky." Hermione turned her head to look at Harry who was silent, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you, Harry?"
"Nothing." Harry hesitated for a moment, and then said, "My application form is not signed."
"It's not a big deal, you can just sneak off to Hogsmeade, we do that all the time," Fred consoled.
"Harry, if you want to go to Hogsmeade, you can come to us. We know quite a few passages leading to the outside world." George said with a smile.
"Black is looking for Harry, he should stay in school." Hermione glared at the Weasley twins in dissatisfaction.
"Black won't show up in Hogsmeade." Fred said disapprovingly, "Albert has already divined. That guy doesn't have a wand, so he's not a threat. If Black does show up, we can earn a large reward with just a full-body binding spell."
"Don't listen to what they say about Harry," Hermione said angrily. "You should let the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors deal with Black instead of taking risks yourself."
"Excuse me, the Ministry of Magic can't catch Black, otherwise he wouldn't be on the run now." Fred sneered, "It's better to expect Galleons to rain than to expect the Ministry of Magic to catch Black."
"Harry, what you should worry about is not Black, but the Dementors." George said, "Albert has always believed that the Dementors are more dangerous than Black."
"I'll write and tell Mrs. Weasley about this," Hermione threatened. She knew exactly how to make the twins give up their foolish ideas.
"Oh, okay, you win Hermione." Fred and George finally succumbed to Hermione's threat.
If their mother knew they were trying to get Harry to go to Hogsmeade, she would have sent them a Howler.
"When are you going to catch Blake?" Ron, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.
"I don't know. Albert said we have to wait for an opportunity to catch Blake." Fred and George actually didn't know how long they had to wait.
"When?" Ron muttered. "Remember to call me when the time comes."
"I want to go, too," Harry whispered.
"Albert will only be willing to take us to capture Black if we can master the Patronus of the Flesh." George guessed Ron's little thoughts and reminded him, "Albert obviously thinks that we will encounter Dementors and even fight with them in the process of capturing Black."
"Harry, Black is not a mobile money bag." Hermione was a little angry. She felt that Harry and Ron had ignored the danger of Black. "Besides, the headmaster mentioned at the opening dinner that we should not conflict with the Dementors."
"Hermione, Albert was on the train and had already used his Patronus to smother the Dementor in the face."