Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Welcome to Circle Alley!"

The unclothed statue moved. She stretched her body and feebly said a welcome speech to Mike and others.

Mike nodded to her in return, while the Weasleys looked around as if they hadn't heard at all, with expressions of shock and surprise.

This was the first time they had seen a wizard's market other than Diagon Alley, so it was not surprising at all to have such a reaction.

Mike waited quietly for them to recover, but the statue seemed to be angry and glared at Mike and the others with its hands on its hips:

"It's time for you to leave. Don't block the road. There are people coming from behind!"

As soon as these words came out, the Weasleys finally reacted and got out of the way.

Immediately, a wave of spatial distortion rippled out, and a pair of girls wearing Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry uniforms appeared in front of everyone.

The girls did not stay where they were. After saying thank you to the statue, they left chatting and laughing. Judging from the direction they left, their destination should be the magic beauty store not far away. .

Mike was slightly startled. Today is Thursday. Logically speaking, the school is not on holiday yet, so no students should be here.

However, he did not delve into this, and turned to look at the Weasleys again - it was nothing more than a drama about students skipping classes.

At this time, Mr. Weasley pointed at a shop and shouted as if he had discovered something surprising:

"Aha! A souvenir shop for the French team! I really don't understand why they have the nerve to open a souvenir shop. You know they didn't even qualify for the group stage in the last Quidditch World Cup!"

Looking in the direction pointed by Mr. Weasley, a store was surrounded by people. This made Mike unable to see the scene inside the store. The only thing he could see was the light blue sign hanging at the door of the store. There were words written on it in French that Mike couldn't understand.

"Mike, are George and Fred here?" Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes at Mr. Weasley, turned to Mike and said, "Take me there quickly, I can't wait to see them!"

"Okay, ma'am."

Mike nodded and then led the Weasleys forward.

However, Mr. Weasley now seemed to be completely immersed in the atmosphere of traveling to a foreign country. He suddenly grabbed Mike and asked excitedly:

"Mike, why is this called Roundabout Alley? Can I understand that this is Diagon Alley in Paris?"

"To be precise, this is the same large wizarding market as Diagon Alley, but their styles are completely different. I believe you should have discovered this."

Mr. Weasley nodded. A quick glance along the way revealed that compared to Diagon Alley, there were many more luxury stores selling costume jewelry and cosmetics.

"As for why this place is called Ring Alley, I can also answer you." Mike continued, "This is because this market is in a very strange ring shape, centered on the square where we are now. , no matter which direction you go, you will eventually come back to this square."

"Oh!~"

Mr. Weasley responded in a long tone, and then pointed to a store in the distance. However, before he could say anything, Mrs. Weasley next to him heard a cold snort.

Mr. Weasley stopped talking now, and walked around with his head down like a vegetable beaten by frost.

Mike suppressed a smile and continued to lead the way.

They were speechless all the way. After ten minutes of trekking, everyone finally arrived at a relatively remote shop.

The door of this store was locked, and there wasn't even a sign. It looked like it hadn't opened yet.

"Here we are."

Mike said softly, and Mrs. Weasley frowned upon hearing this.

"George and Fred are planning to open a shop here?" Mrs. Weasley looked around and frowned even more, "They are really crazy. Look around here. They are full of bars and drunkards! Putting aside business issues when opening a shop in a place like this, even they themselves will definitely become drunkards in the end!"

Mr. Weasley next to him muttered a few words, as if to retort, but the volume was too low, and Mike did not hear what he was saying.

But this didn't stop him from laughing out loud, because he knew very well that in fact, the vast majority of drunkards in the world were in China.

Even Mrs. Weasley herself always likes to have a few drinks when she has nothing to do.

If there is any other country that can compare with Yu in terms of wine culture, then it is only the ancient Eastern country far away.

As for the fighting people in the Goose Kingdom who are said to drink vodka as water, let me tell you the truth, they just dare to drink it. When it comes to drinking capacity, most of them can't even carry shoes for the people of the Yu Kingdom and the Ancient Oriental Kingdom. There is no capital.

While Mike was snickering, Mrs. Weasley couldn't wait to knock on the closed door of the shop in front of her. While knocking, she shouted:

"Is anyone there? Open the door quickly!"

Her voice was so loud that the drunkards around her who were drunk on the roadside in broad daylight were awakened.

And not long after she shouted, there was a ding-dong-clang-ranging sound in the store, as well as the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

"Damn it! Who would come to us at this time? We are obviously almost exhausted! Oh! Who put this damn dung bomb here? If I accidentally step on it, there will be no need to live here! "

"It's not me! I swear!"

"Who else could it be? It's just the two of us here!"

…

The constant chatter in the shop reached Mrs. Weasley's ears, which made her even more excited. She was seen frantically knocking on the door while still calling the names of the Weasley brothers.

"It's really terrible. I seem to hear my mother's voice. No, it must be an illusion. This is France! Fred! Go and open the door!"

"Why don't you go?"

"Don't you see I'm still busy?"

"No, that's not fair!"

"Then let's play guessing games."

"Ha! You lost, go ahead!"

"That's not fair! You're cheating!"

…

There was another moment of silence, and then the door of the shop opened under the gaze of everyone.

Appearing in front of everyone was one of the two Weasley brothers (Mike couldn't tell who was the other). He looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, and the brown sweater he was wearing was torn and stained.

He stared blankly at the Weasleys in front of him, and then shouted loudly without looking back:

"George, I seem to be hallucinating too! I actually saw my parents standing in front of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the excited Mrs. Weasley rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

Mrs. Weasley seemed to be crying, her body was shaking constantly, and Mike vaguely heard vague whimpering.

Mr. Weasley pursed his lips and looked at the mother and son hugging each other quietly, his eyes also red.

"Oh! This familiar smell of sausage, this familiar hug! George, Mom and Dad really showed up!"

Fred shouted excitedly, and then there was another sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the store, and then a boy who was almost as embarrassed as Fred, but with a yellow sweater, appeared at the door.

"Oh! Dad! Why do you..."

Before George could finish his words, Mr. Weasley pulled him into his arms.

For a moment, the scene in front of the store was extremely warm, and even Mike on the side had a smile on his face.

But unfortunately, this scene did not last long.

After hugging for a while, the expression on Mrs. Weasley's face changed. With a dark face, she waved her hand and hit Fred's head.

"Fred, why are you doing this? Your father and I are worried to death! Your little sister Ginny almost cried to death after knowing what happened to you!"

Fred covered his head and looked at his mother who looked touched just now in shock. George's body shook violently, and then he quickly let go of the hand holding Mr. Weasley, alert. Back away.

"I'm sorry, Mum, but we have to do this because the persecution Umbridge is inflicting on us has reached the limit of our endurance. We will definitely die if we continue to stay at Hogwarts!"

Fred, who was wearing a brown sweater, said aggrievedly.

George, who was wearing a yellow sweater on the side, rolled his eyes when he heard this, pretending to be grief-stricken and stepped forward and said:

"Yes, that's it, Mom. But I have to say, I'm Fred. Mom, you just confused us two again."

Mrs. Weasley was laughed out of anger. Although the twin brothers George and Fred did look very similar, sometimes even her biological mother would admit that they were wrong.

But in this case, she would never admit her mistake, because the two of them were wearing the same sweaters that she had sewn for them!

Both of them were usually very fond of these sweaters, and Mrs. Weasley didn't think they would let each other wear theirs.

"You still want to make excuses!"

Mrs. Weasley roared and grabbed George and Fred's ears with one hand. When George saw that his plan to divert attention failed, he immediately shouted for help to Mike and Mr. Weasley who were standing aside.

However, faced with this situation, how could Mike and Mr. Weasley have the courage to stop it? At best, they can only offer a few words of advice.

As a result, the Weasley brothers had no choice but to save themselves, with all kinds of nice flattery spraying out like machine gun bullets.

Half an hour later, perhaps the flattery of the Weasley brothers had taken effect, or perhaps Mrs. Weasley was tired of scolding her. In short, Mrs. Weasley finally stopped educating her children.

"Mom, you are tired, come in and sit down!"

"That's right! Don't you often complain that your father doesn't take you shopping when you are at home? You have to rest for a while. We will make a decision today and we will take you out shopping later!"

"Yes! In the early years, you didn't go shopping because your family didn't allow it, but it's different now. Your son has money! If you go out and see something later, just let us know and we'll buy it for you!"

"You don't know! The cosmetics and maintenance potions in Circle Alley are so much better than those in Diagon Alley! Why are French witches so beautiful? It's because they often use these things! You You have sacrificed so much for us and this family over the years, let us fulfill our filial piety today!"

"Oh! By the way! There are also wands! You must not know, right? Although the wand makers here are not as famous as Ollivander, their craftsmanship is not much different. And they are more creative than Ollivander. They They even accept customized services. As long as you have money, they can make even a microphone-shaped wand for you! I remember that your wand is very old, right? We will order one later and use it as a spare for you. Magic wand!”

…

The two Weasley brothers, one on the left and one on the right, helped Mrs. Weasley into the store while saying flattering words.

Mike was a little helpless. He shook his head and turned around to ask Mr. Weasley to go in with him.

But he was surprised to find that Mr. Weasley looked excited at this moment, and seemed to be very interested in the wands the two Weasley brothers just mentioned!

With a long sigh, Mike shook his head and walked into the store alone. He was really speechless for this family.

It wasn't until he entered the store that Mike realized that the store, which didn't look big on the outside, was actually horribly large.

However, the store has not yet been sorted out, and the huge space is filled with all kinds of cardboard boxes. Judging from what the Weasley brothers said before going out, these cardboard boxes should contain all kinds of magical joke props.

Although the shop is messy, it is not dirty at all. It can be seen that the Weasley brothers must have cleaned the place.

As soon as he entered the room, George took the first step to move out three chairs of different shapes from the various piles of messy furniture and items and distributed them to the three of them.

Mrs. Weasley was given an elegant high-heeled queen chair, and there was even a large ruby ​​inlaid on the top of the chair's backrest. And the chair overall looks antique, probably an antique.

Mr. Weasley was given an ordinary sofa chair, and as for Mike, he was only given a tattered low chair.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sat down one after another under the auspices of George and Fred. At this time, Mrs. Weasley seemed to have completely relaxed her mood, and a smile appeared on her face.

Mike stood there and looked at the happy family of four, motionless and showing no intention of sitting down.

Seeing this, George said a little embarrassedly:

"Mike, I'm sorry, there are only three chairs in the store, so I have to sit on this one."

Fred also echoed:

"Yeah, there's nothing we can do about it, so sit down quickly. If you don't sit down, are you saying that we are dirty here and looking down on us?"

As soon as these words came out, the Weasleys' eyes also fell on Mike.

But Mike still had no intention of sitting down, because he knew very well that there must be something wrong with the chair in front of him.

He knew the character of the Weasley brothers very well. When they were at school, they had the kind of character that would retaliate for their misdeeds. Anyone who offended them would end up being tortured by their pranks.

Now that he has brought their parents here and made them suffer so much, the other party will definitely find a way to prank him.

With this in mind, Mike did not answer, but flicked his wand and placed an empty cardboard box next to him on the chair.

The next moment, with a loud noise, the chair flew up at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and was finally embedded in the ceiling.