Chris looked at Kyle and asked confusedly, "What do you want these things for?"

"It's not me, it's Fred and George who need it." Kyle repeated what they said in the office.

"I think it's a good idea to use magic items to protect yourself. It may buy you some time to escape at a critical moment."

"If those things are really useful, then it's true." Chris said, "There are about ten unicorn horns left in the Ministry. I was going to donate them to St. Mungo's, but as long as you can get the Minister's signature, I can give them all to you."

"So many?" Kyle asked in surprise.

Unicorn horns were not something that was prohibited from trade, and he had thought it would be great if the ministry had five or six.

"This stuff is more valuable than gold of the same volume and has always been popular with smugglers." Chris said casually, "We can always seize some every time."

"What about the fire dragon's blood?" Kyle continued to ask.

"Not even an ounce." Chris spread his hands. "If you had come three days ago, there would have been a pint, but it was all donated to St. Mungo's. They are in urgent need of dragon blood to make potions."

"But..." Chris changed the subject and continued, "If you need anything, I can help contact Romania."

"A dragon sanctuary in Romania?" Kyle was stunned. "They also sell dragon blood?"

"Not for sale, they only provide rental services for fire dragons," said Chris.

"But I have a pretty good relationship with them. If there is a legitimate reason, I think they wouldn't mind selling me some fire dragon blood at a low price. The price would probably be half of the market price."

"Then I'll have ten pints," Kyle blurted out.

Fire dragon blood is a treasure. It can be used in brewing potions or alchemy. It's definitely a good idea to get more. At worst, you can just save it.

But Kyle waited for a long time and didn't get a reply from Chris. When he looked up, he found that he was looking at him with a very strange look.

"Ten pints?" Chris' voice changed a little. "Do you think that's pumpkin juice? Forget me. Even if Mr. Scamander showed up, he couldn't buy ten pints of dragon's blood.

"There's only one pint, and if that's not enough, you're on your own."

"That's all. Your face is worthless." Kyle muttered, "Forget it. I'd better go find Newt."

After saying that, Kyle turned and left, leaving Chris so angry that he was gasping for breath behind him.

A pint of dragon's blood is not enough? He didn't really think it was pumpkin juice! After leaving the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Kyle returned to the Minister's office and told Fudge about it.

Fudge only thought about it for a moment and agreed to the proposal, but he confirmed it again.

"Are you sure they will sell those magic items at cost price?"

"Yes, Minister," said Kyle, "Fred and George said they wanted to do something for the wizarding world, and they have agreed.

"They are Mr. Arthur Weasley's sons, they will certainly not joke about this matter."

"Oh, Arthur, no wonder I felt that these two names sounded familiar." Fudge whispered.

Mr. Weasley's good reputation came in handy at this moment, and Fudge agreed immediately.

Although this has never been done before, the Ministry of Magic can still afford it if it only replenishes one Galleon at a time.

And Fudge was not stupid. This was a real benefit and would also be of great benefit to improving the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. Naturally, he had no reason to refuse.

Ten minutes later, Kyle left the minister's office with two pieces of parchment.

One of them is a subsidy announcement from the Ministry of Magic, which will be published in the Daily Prophet later.

The other one was to approve Kyle's application to use the unicorn materials in the department.

When Kyle took it back to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Chris had already prepared the unicorn's horn in advance.

But he didn't seem to be very happy. He didn't smile at all the time. He just stuffed the things in Kyle's mouth and told him to get out.

But Kyle didn't care. He just took the elevator again and found Fred and George who had been waiting for a long time.

"How about it……"

Before he even stepped out of the elevator, the two of them asked impatiently.

"Of course, no problem." Kyle handed them a bag.

In addition to ten unicorn horns, there was also a pint of dragon's blood.

The distance from here to Romania is not very close, and the new fire dragon blood will probably take a while to arrive, so Kyle used his previous stock to make up for it.

"Great!" Fred said excitedly, "Is it all free?"

"Fire dragon blood is 50% off." Kyle said.

"That's enough." George calculated carefully, "These are enough for us to use for a long time. I calculated that the price can be reduced to about two Galleons."

"Hmm... let's set the price at seven Galleons." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Increase the subsidy from the Ministry of Magic to five Galleons."

"Ah?" Fred was a little confused. "Isn't this the same?"

"It's different." Kyle shook his head. "After all, the materials are provided by the Ministry of Magic, so they should be included in the calculation."

George glanced at Kyle and said with a curled lip, "Fudge will be so happy that he will jump up and down."

Fred nodded in agreement. "You could be a senior assistant to the minister, for a reason."

"There's nothing we can do..." Kyle said calmly, "At this time, we also need to properly enhance the prestige of the Ministry of Magic."

"Forget it, it's the same anyway." Fred and George didn't care too much and immediately prepared to go back to their offices.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." Kyle hurriedly stopped them, "You don't have to worry about the work in the department recently, just concentrate on making those magic props."

"Okay!" The two waved their hands and left without looking back.

After finishing these things, Kyle finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his office.

…

the next day.

A purple booklet was sent to every wizard with the help of the owl post office.

"What's this?"

At number twelve, Grimmauld Place, Harry, who was having breakfast, looked at the booklet in his hand and asked in confusion.

"This is a good thing." Fred said mysteriously, "I didn't expect Kyle to finish it so quickly. I thought it would take several days."

"Kyle did this?" Mrs. Weasley came in, also holding a booklet in her hand.

"Yes, Mom." George said excitedly, "Look quickly, there is a surprise inside."

Mrs. Weasley looked doubtfully at the book in her hand.

【Authorized by the Ministry of Magic】

【Protect You and Your Family from Dark Magic】

There is currently a group calling themselves the Death Eaters in the wizarding world. The following safety guidelines can help you better protect yourself and your family.

1. Do not leave home alone, and try to return before dark.

2. Ensure the safety of the area around your home. If conditions permit, it is best to set up an anti-Apparition spell.

3. Master as many of the following spells as possible: Shield Charm (see page 3 for the spell and wand gestures), Disillusionment Charm (see page 6), Patronus Charm (see page 12) 4. Minor children in the family must master the Apparition Charm.

5. Wizards from Muggle families can apply to the Ministry of Magic to open a temporary Floo network.

…

…

The booklet is not thick, only about twenty pages. The first page is filled with things that need attention, and the rest are basically detailed instructions for various spells.

"It's really comprehensive." Mrs. Weasley flipped through the booklet again and again. "The Ministry of Magic has done a good job this time. It seems that all possible factors are included, and both wizard families and Muggle families have been taken into consideration."

"Oh, Fudge can't think of such an idea. He can only say some polite words to remind everyone to be careful of Death Eaters." Moody snorted coldly, "I guess this must have been proposed by Kyle."

“Didn’t we say this before?” George took a bite of his sandwich. “This was Kyle’s idea.”

"Professor Dumbledore was right to let him work in the Ministry of Magic." Tonks flipped through the book in her hand, "He can reduce a lot of work for us."

"Don't talk about it yet." Fred urged: "Hurry up and watch, there are surprises later."

"What kind of surprise can this be?" Ron didn't take it seriously, but he still flipped through the pages.

Until the second to last page.

In addition: Currently, Dementors pose a serious threat to the safety of every wizard. Since the Patronus Charm is a profound spell, using magic props is also a good means of defense.

If necessary, you can go to 37 Diagon Alley after July 11th. The owner of Weasley's Joke Shop has reached an agreement with the Ministry of Magic to sell the anti-Dementor necklace at cost price. In addition, you can get a discount of five Galleons by presenting a magic scroll.

"Yes, it's Weasley's Joke Shop." Fred said with a smile.

George also took out a box, "The quantity is limited, first come first served...but as our family, you have the right of first purchase."

"How much."

"Seven Galleons," said Fred. "But if you have the scroll, it's two Galleons."

"How much?" Kingsley, who had been silent, suddenly looked up and asked.

As an Auror, no one knew the price of a magic item better than him.

An ordinary hat that protects against curses costs more than ten Galleons, not to mention one that protects against Dementors. If this is true, even seven Galleons is quite cheap.

"Where is that magic scroll?" Ron asked in confusion.

"If you're willing to move your noble fingers..." George glanced at him and said impatiently, "you'll find it on the last page."

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Ron's face turned a little red, and Harry beside him turned another page calmly.

Sure enough, on the last page of the booklet, there was a shiny note with a golden signature on it.

"Cornelly Oswald Fudge… this is the Minister's signature," Kingsley said quietly.

"Duplicate it." Moody took out his wand and tapped it.

As a result, the next second, the note immediately caught fire and quickly turned into a pile of ashes.

"Yes, there are at least five anti-counterfeiting spells on it." He nodded, not at all upset about the loss of five Galleons.

"Of course." Fred said with a smile, "Each of these bills is worth money, so we have to be careful."

"I'll buy one." Kingsley tore off the note and handed it to Fred along with the two Galleons.

"Thank you for your patronage!" George took out a necklace for him from the box.

Kingsley got the necklace, examined it, and then crushed it.

A large cloud of hazy silver mist surged out from inside and filled the small kitchen.

Everyone in it feels warm.

"Yes, it is the Patronus Charm." Kingsley exclaimed in amazement.

Although he knew it couldn't be fake, he still found it a little unbelievable after seeing it with his own eyes.

This is probably the only time that you can buy a magic item sealed with the Patronus Charm for two Galleons.

"What a waste, Kingsley, Alastor and I have already verified it." Tonks said, but suddenly she thought of something.

"Hey, the necklace that Alastor and I bought wasn't priced like this. Are you trying to trick us on purpose?"

"Don't spit blood!" Fred said seriously, "The Ministry of Magic didn't cooperate with us at that time, so it was a normal price."

"I don't care!" Tonks said unreasonably, "You have to give me my money back."

"Don't even think about it!" Fred and George said seriously.

Speaking of the matter, the necklace given to Tonks was made of materials they bought themselves, so the price would definitely not be as cheap as it is now.

"Then can you give me another one?" Tonks tore off the note and handed it over.

"Thank you, two Galleons."

Tonks' expression froze, and she threw two gold coins over unhappily.

"Oh, I want one too." Harry also quickly tore off the note.

Ron next to him looked at him enviously. Although two Galleons were very cheap, he still couldn't afford it.

"I want three."

At this time, Bill came in and put a pile of gold coins on the table. He looked at Ron and Ginny and said with a smile, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and tear off your magic scrolls."

Ron immediately became excited and almost tore the booklet in half out of excitement.

Soon, all the necklaces in the box were sold out.

"Are you all right?" Bill looked at the necklace in his hand, then at Fred and George.

"I think there must be a lot of wizards who need this necklace. The day after tomorrow is July 11th. Do you have enough in stock?"

"To be honest, it's not enough." Fred frowned and said, "Kyle only proposed this yesterday afternoon. We don't have enough time to do much."

"But it doesn't matter. We have invited some helpers." George said, "Kyle definitely doesn't have time, and Connor also has to take the assessment of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, so we invited Qiu and Hermione."

"They have agreed to go to the second floor of Weasley's Joke Shop at nine o'clock today.

"We have two days. We should be able to handle it for a while."

"Nine o'clock today?" Mrs. Weasley frowned. "But your work..."

"It's all right, Mum," said Fred. "That's what we have to do. Minister Fudge agreed."

Mrs. Weasley said nothing more when she heard Fudge's name.

"If you don't mind, I'll come and help. My magic writing is pretty good." Bill thought for a moment and said, "Charlie's surveillance mission should be almost over. Let's call him along then."

"Of course not!" said Fred happily.

The anti-Dementor necklace isn't particularly complicated, it's just that the material is expensive, and it would be great if someone is willing to help.

As for keeping it secret... there is absolutely no need for that.

"I'll go too." Ginny raised her hand. "Although I may not be able to help much, drawing runes is no problem. I got an "O" in Ancient Runes this year, and I can also take this opportunity to learn the practical application of runes."

"Welcome, come along then."

Harry and Ron looked at each other. If anyone were to ask who had the most free time in the family, it would definitely be them...

They had always wanted to help, and now was a good opportunity. What was even more important to Harry was that Fred had just said that Cho would be coming, too.

Although he had gradually given up the idea of ​​competing with Cedric, what if a miracle happened...

Harry's heart began to stir again.

"We can help, too," he said immediately.

But this time Fred and George did not agree immediately, but looked at them suspiciously.

"Excuse me, did you two also take the Ancient Runes class?"

"If I remember correctly, it seems that there isn't."

"Ancient runes?" Harry blinked and stammered, "No, no."

Ron also scratched his hair, showing a puzzled expression, "I'm just helping, why do I have to learn ancient runes?"

At this moment, the originally bustling restaurant suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at them with strange eyes.

Mrs. Weasley lowered her head without saying a word, and finally found an excuse to leave the restaurant.

"Ah, it's okay." Fred forced a smile and patted the two of them. "No need for help, just play at home and enjoy your vacation."

No matter how stupid the two were, they understood what this meant and their faces immediately turned red.

"We can help with the cleaning," said Ron.

"Right." Harry nodded, "Or pass something or something."

They had already decided that they would do anything as long as they could go to Diagon Alley together. Otherwise, they would be the only two people left at home with nothing.

Even the younger Ginny was useful, but it was a bit embarrassing that they couldn't do anything.

"Well... I understand your good intentions." George considered his words and asked, "But our shop assistants are three house-elves. Do you think we need someone to clean up?"

“Isn’t this a bit too much of a disrespect for them?”

Their faces turned even redder.

They never imagined that not only could they not be as good as Ginny, but now they couldn't even beat the house-elf.

Ginny sighed silently and turned her face away.

(End of this chapter)