Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Hermione walked up to Fred and George aggressively, and Evan followed her with a wry smile.

The effect of these Fainting Fancies was much stronger than before. What on earth had the two of them put in them?

In fact, Evan had provided the original formula, and Fred and George used it as a basis to develop many new variations.

The way Hermione reacted, Evan felt that it was best not to speak or let her know about this matter.

“That’s enough!” Hermione said forcefully to Fred and George, both of whom looked up in mild surprise.

“Yeah, you’re right,” said George, nodding, “this dosage looks strong enough, doesn’t it?”

“It should be reduced appropriately. We don’t need to put people in a coma.”

“I said enough, I told you this morning, you can’t test your rubbish on students!”

“This is not rubbish.” George said, dissatisfied.

“And we’re paying them!” said Fred indignantly.

“I don’t care, it could be dangerous!”

“Rubbish,” said Fred. “It’s not dangerous at all.”

“Calm down, Hermione, they’re fine!” said Lee reassuringly as he walked from first year to first year, inserting purple sweets into their open mouths.

“Yeah, look, they’re coming round now,” said George.

A few of the first years were indeed stirring. Several looked so shocked to find themselves lying on the floor, or dangling off their chairs, that for sure, Fred and George had not warned them what the sweets were going to do.

“Feel all right?” said George kindly to a small dark-haired girl lying at his feet.

“I, I think so,” she said shakily.

“Excellent,” said Fred happily.

But the next second Hermione had snatched both his clipboard and the paper bag of Fainting Fancies from his hands.

“It is NOT excellent!” said Hermione angrily.

“Of course it is, they’re alive, aren’t they?” said Fred angrily.

“You can’t do this, what if you made one of them really ill?”

“We’re not going to make them ill, we’ve already tested them all on ourselves, this is just to see if everyone reacts the same…”

“Besides, this is the formula Evan gave us; you can ask him if you don’t believe it,” George added.

Immediately, Evan saw Hermione turn her head angrily towards him.

He smiled awkwardly; Hermione glared at him, and then turned her head back quickly.

“I don’t care who you got the formula from, or whether your rubbish is risky or not, I’m telling you both clearly now, if you don’t stop doing it, I’m going to…”

“Put us in detention?” said Fred in an I’d-like-to-see-you- try-it voice.

“Make us write lines?” said George, smirking, and onlookers all over the room were laughing.

“Oh, come on, Evan, do something about her. Take her away!” said Fred.

He shouldn’t have said that. Upon hearing his words, Hermione’s face turned red instantly.

She drew herself up to her full height; her eyes were narrowed and her bushy hair seemed to crackle with electricity.

“I will write to your mother!” she said, her voice quivering with anger, “tell her about everything you’ve done at school, and tell her that you’re experimenting with these dangerous things on first years.”

“You wouldn’t,” said George, horrified, taking a step back from her.

“Oh, yes, I would,” said Hermione grimly. “I tell you once again, I can’t stop you eating the stupid things yourselves, but you’re not giving them to first years.”

Fred and George looked thunderstruck. It was clear that as far as they were concerned, Hermione’s threat was way below the belt.

They tried to seek help from Evan, but, faced with an enraged Hermione, Evan wasn’t even able to protect himself now.

If George hadn’t quickly mentioned that it was Evan who’d provided the recipe, and Fred hadn’t been mean enough to ask him to keep Hermione in check, he could still have interceded for them both, but there was nothing he could do now.

With a last threatening look at them, Hermione thrust Fred’s clipboard and the bag of Fancies back into his arms and strode to the stairs of the dormitory, dragging Evan along with her.

“Well, I just found out who the real culprit is!” said Hermione angrily.

“I just provided appropriate help to the two of them and shortened their research time…”

Evan wanted to tell Hermione that even without his help, Fred and George could have developed these dangerous Fainting Fancies.

“Appropriate help? You provided them with the formula, sales channels, and a lot of research funds. Without your help, it would be impossible for the two of them to develop to this point and produce more than a hundred dangerous products,” said Hermione. “I must have been out of my mind to agree to let you use part of the profits from Hogwarts Magic News to fund their inventions.”

“Okay, Hermione, I promise I’ll never do it again!” Evan said hastily.

Fred and George were doing fine now, and even without his help, they could continue to develop rapidly.

As they said, what they needed now was to leave Hogwarts as soon as possible and open a shop in Diagon Alley.

“Hmph, you have to make sure that they don’t use these things on first years anymore. If you want, you can use your own body to experiment,” said Hermione, taking a step forward and getting close to Evan, “If I find out again…”

Because they were so close, the atmosphere became tense. Hermione waved her small fist, indicating that if she caught Fred and George conducting dangerous experiments on others again, she would push Evan. Was that a punishment?

Or perhaps Hermione had some ace up her sleeve, and pushing Evan would be the ultimate punishment…

Just then, Ron came out of the bedroom.

“Are you done?” He was visibly relieved to see that Fred, George, and Lee Jordan had disappeared, leaving only a bunch of unresponsive first-years lying on the couch. He did not dare to confront Fred and George.

“We’re done, thanks for your support, Ron,” said Hermione acidly.

“You handled it fine by yourself,” Ron mumbled; then resumed his normal voice, “Harry isn’t in the bedroom, I think he’s gone to Professor Umbridge’s room. Remember, she asked him to report at five o’clock.”

“Oh, right. She also invited me to have tea tonight,” Evan quickly said, avoiding Hermione’s gaze. “I think I’d better go now and prevent her from bullying Harry or getting into an argument….”

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