Fred and George looked at Kyle warily, and at the same time they unconsciously stepped back and leaned against the door.

They knew Kyle too well...any time he had that expression on his face, it was bound to be bad.

Feeling the touch of the door handle behind them, the two felt a little more at ease. This place was great, right at the door. As long as they found something was wrong they could open the door and run away at any time.

"That's right."

Kyle considered his words carefully, "The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures has been in some trouble recently. When I saw Cedric today, he had lost a lot of weight and could barely walk steadily. He looked so haggard.

"He really needs help. As a friend, you won't just ignore him, right?"

"What about you?" Fred immediately noticed something was wrong and asked, "You and Cedric are also friends, why don't you help him?"

"To be honest, I really want to help." Kyle sighed and spread his hands. "If the You-Know-Who didn't bother me, I would have planned to live in the Ministry of Magic today."

"It sounds a bit fake."

“It doesn’t seem real.”

Fred and George said at the same time.

"If you don't believe me, you can go ask Mr. Weasley if I spent a day in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."

Kyle pointed outside the door and said, "If I lied, you can come find me again. I will accept any punishment you give me, even if it means asking me to work in your store."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course." Kyle said confidently. "Don't worry, I just really want to help Cedric. He's really too busy, and as a friend, we should help him, right?"

"Everything else is fine, but it's not about going back to the Ministry of Magic... let's just forget it," said Fred.

"That's right." George nodded. "No matter what you say, we will not go back to the Ministry of Magic."

"Especially at this time..."

"Just look at Hermione. We don't want to come back at midnight every day."

"Don't be so quick to refuse."

Kyle took out a golden cup filled with mead and placed it on the table. "Hermione was busy because there were few people in the place she went to. The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is the second largest department in the Ministry of Magic. Even if it is a little busy at ordinary times, it is not too exaggerated. This time it was really just an emergency, which was unexpected."

Fred and George wanted to leave immediately without listening to anything Kyle said, but the strong aroma of mead filling the room made them stop.

Although they were not that fond of drinking, the mead that Kyle brought out tasted so good that they would never forget it after drinking it once.

They are no exception.

The two looked at each other, seemed to have some kind of communication, then walked over cautiously and spoke first.

"No matter what you say, we're not going to the Ministry."

"No matter how good the reason is, it's useless."

"Oh, that's okay." Kyle said with a smile, "I just mentioned it in passing. If you don't want to go, then don't go."

"By the way, do you have any ideas about communication items?"

Just as he said, Kyle really didn't mention the Ministry of Magic again, and changed to another topic, "I must remind you that efficiency is secondary. Bones' most important thing is not to leak secrets."

As he spoke, Kyle brought two more ordinary cups and poured the mead from the golden cup into them. "She won't pay for something that can be used if it's taken away by the enemy."

Seeing that Kyle didn't mention the Ministry of Magic again, the two of them relaxed a little.

"This is easy. All you have to do is set a password." Fred took a sip of the mead. "It's just like the Marauder's Map. You can only use it if you say the correct password."

"Or set a numeric password." George said, "Just like a Muggle phone. I remember that you need to press a number before using the phone."

"How did you know?" Kyle asked curiously. If he remembered correctly, the two of them should have never had any contact with Muggles.

"Didn't Dad just say that? He got a phone call."

"And we've used it before. Ron used it to contact Harry."

"It's just that it wasn't Harry who answered the phone, and before they could say a few words, there was no sound from the line."

"It must have been done by his uncle and aunt. That family is really rude." George put down the cup in his hand and said with a little dissatisfaction.

Every time they tried to look for Harry before, they were obstructed by those two people. Naturally, they didn't feel happy when they thought about it now.

"Password and password..." Kyle thought for a moment, "Is that all?"

"You can make it more complicated," Fred said. "For example, you can set up a spell that only certain people can use."

"But this will greatly increase the cost." George said, "After all, none of those restrictive spells are simple, and it is even more difficult to use them on magic items. Even if we start researching from now on, it will take at least half a year."

"And that's just one," said Fred.

"That won't work. It will take too long." Kyle shook his head. "The Ministry of Magic has so many Aurors. Even if we assign one to every hundred people, it will take a year."

"Then there's nothing we can do." Fred raised his head and drank the mead in the cup. "In fact, there is nothing truly reliable in the magic world. Even if the password is very complicated, it can be solved with Legilimency. There are also corresponding solutions for restrictive magic.

"So if you ask me, it would be better to work on the communication items themselves."

"What does this mean?" Kyle poured him another glass of mead.

"It's about making the communication items into the most common shapes, such as buttons, ropes, etc., which everyone will wear. In this way, even if the Death Eaters see it, they will just think it is a normal small object and will not think much about it.

"It's just like what the DA used before. Who would have thought that a Galleon could be our communication tool?"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously looked at the golden cup that Kyle used to pour wine.

It’s not because of its precious material.

Although gold tableware is rare, it does exist. For example, the place where they live now has a complete set of gold tableware, including cups, candlesticks, plates, bowls, knives and forks.

They were all left by the Black family, but Sirius just put them in the storage room and never took them out.

What interested him was the cup itself.

That thing doesn't look big, how can it hold so much wine? I've already poured two rounds of it, but the wine inside hasn't decreased at all.

He initially thought it was a refilling spell, but strangely, Kyle had not recited any spells, and he did not sense any traces of magic on the cup.

As the owner of a magic trick shop, Fred believed in his own judgment. That thing was just a normal cup...at least that's what it looked like from the outside.

“You…”

"Then do as you think."

He was about to say something when Kyle interrupted him.

"Make one first, the kind with a password, and then send it to the Ministry of Magic for Bones to take a look."

"If she's satisfied, that's great. If not... we can change it then. Anyway, there are hardly any people in Diagon Alley right now, and you guys are just sitting there doing nothing anyway."

"What do you mean by idle? We are busy, okay?"

"Oh, right, right, I was wrong. You are all very busy people. You can earn a thousand Galleons a day." Kyle waved his hand towards the door. "Okay, if you have nothing else to do, please leave quickly. I still need to sleep."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to see the guest off.

Originally, this was a good thing for Fred and George. As long as they left smoothly, they wouldn't have to worry about Kyle setting any traps for them.

But Fred couldn't help his curiosity.

"Wait a minute." He leaned over and looked towards the table. "Your cup..."

"Oh, you mean that?" Kyle said nonchalantly, "It's nothing special, just the Hufflepuff's gold cup. Don't you Gryffindors also have a sword?"

"What did you say?"

"Is this the Hufflepuff gold cup?!"

Now, Fred and George didn't want to leave even more. Anything left behind by the Big Four was a treasure that an alchemist could not refuse.

Although they are not alchemists in the strict sense, they are almost the same, as they all deal with magical items.

…

But even though I knew about it, I had never seen it with my own eyes.

The two men bypassed Kyle and rushed directly towards the table.

"Hufflepuff's gold cup..." Fred's eyes lit up frighteningly, "Didn't you say it was with Nicolas Flamel?"

"He was before," Kyle said, "but after solving the Horcrux problem, he returned it to me."

"When did it happen?" George raised his head angrily, "You never told us!"

"Last Christmas," Kyle said. "You were not at Hogwarts at that time. How can I tell you?"

"That's not an excuse. You can write a letter!" Fred said angrily. "I don't care. As a punishment for deceiving your friends, we have to keep this gold cup for you for a while."

"That won't do." Kyle shook his finger, and the gold cup that was originally on the table immediately flew into his hand.

"I'm going to lend it to Cedric for a while. If you want it, get in line first."

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"How long will it take?"

"Who knows, maybe a week, maybe a month." Kyle thought and said, "Let's see when he can finish his work."

“This is too long.”

"It would have been better if we didn't know. Now that we know, there's no way we could have waited that long."

"I won't be able to sleep at night..."

"Why should I lend it to him first..."

"That's right, we've known each other since we were three years old, he just came later!"

The two men spoke indignantly, and there was even a hint of grievance in their voices.

"Don't talk like that, it's creepy." Kyle felt a chill on his back and couldn't help rubbing his arms. "Besides, I lent it to him for a reason."

"What's the reason!" Fred blurted out, but his eyes were fixed on the gold cup in Kyle's hand.

"He's been busy lately, sometimes he doesn't even have time to eat." Kyle said softly, "It just so happens that the golden cup can store food, so he can have a bite of hot food."

Hearing this, Fred and George suddenly came to their senses and moved their eyes from the gold cup to Kyle.

"So this is what you were thinking."

"Don't try to trick us into going to the Ministry."

…

"How can you say that? What do you mean by lying?" Kyle raised his eyebrows. "You must be joking. I have already resigned. Whether you go to the Ministry of Magic or not has nothing to do with me."

"What, you quit?"

"What else?" Kyle said, "Do you think Bones will let me keep getting paid for nothing?"

"Of course, for various reasons, I didn't really resign. She kept my position and office, and I could always go back if I wanted."

"But..." Before the two could speak, Kyle continued, "It's definitely not possible during this period of time. I need to hide from the mysterious man, so I can only stay here."

"Really?" George looked at Kyle doubtfully.

If that was the case, there was really no need for him to go to such lengths for the Ministry of Magic.

"Why don't you stay and see if I will go to work tomorrow."

The two didn't speak, they just huddled together and whispered, discussing something.

After a few minutes, Fred looked up and said, "If we go to help Cedric, will you lend us the gold cup?"

"Don't say that, it makes me sound like I have some purpose." Kyle said, "I just want him to be able to eat whenever he wants, so that he won't be like Hermione, who almost fainted from hunger outside."

"Of course, if you really want to go, that's fine. If he has time to rest, he won't need the gold cup anymore. It doesn't matter who I lend it to."

"Well, let's go to the Ministry of Magic." George stepped forward and said, "Lend us the golden cup."

"Don't force it." Kyle said with a smile, "School is about to start, and your business is probably very busy. Cedric, I'll think of another way."

As he said this, he pretended to put the golden cup away.

"Not at all." Fred immediately forced a smile. "Oh, we were just kidding you before."

"Yes, since Cedric is in trouble, how can we, as his friends, not help him?"

"In fact, even if you didn't say it, we are going to the Ministry of Magic tomorrow."

"But don't you dislike working at the Ministry of Magic?" Kyle asked.

"Even if we don't like it, for the sake of our friends... we can overcome it." George said with a forced smile.

"That's over in Diagon Alley..."

"Perhaps you don't know yet, but this time the school will use owl mail to purchase things needed for the start of school. Then they can go directly to Hogwarts and don't need to make an extra trip to Diagon Alley.

"For children from Muggle families, their professors will also go to Gringotts to exchange Galleons for them."

“I don’t think the professors would write our store’s name on the admission notice.”

"So we can't join in the excitement before school starts."

"How is that possible?" Kyle frowned.

"This is true." George explained: "Ron has been notified."

“And this isn’t the first time this has happened.”

"I heard Bill say that Hogwarts did this before the fall of the You-Know-Who. The purpose was to prevent the Death Eaters from attacking the freshmen frantically."

"Also, there will be more than three professors escorting us on the train."

"If that's the case..." Kyle handed them the golden cup in his hand, "Then there's really no need for you to keep your store open."

As the store that appears most frequently on the school's banned list, it is of course impossible for professors to purchase their products.

"It's so hurtful for you to say that."

“Although it is true.”

The two men wiped their hands and solemnly took the gold cup handed over by Kyle.

But the next second, they showed a different look.

“Hahaha, I finally got it!”

"You didn't expect it, it's too late for you to regret now!"

"What, you want to go back on your word?" Kyle looked at them meaningfully.

"We won't regret it. Since we promised, we will definitely help Cedric." George said, "But if we find out that you are lying to us, we may not know when we will return the gold cup to you."

"It's okay, it's up to you." Kyle said with a smile, as if he didn't care at all.

As if they were afraid that Kyle would go back on his word, the two of them couldn't wait to leave after getting the gold cup.

After the door was closed again, Kyle smiled.

Anyway, I managed to trick the two strong men into submission.

As for the issue of the gold cup... he was really not worried. It was too simple. If not a piece of cake, it was certainly within his grasp.

Let's put it this way, even if he wanted the gold cup back tomorrow, he only had to go to Mrs. Weasley and complain, and they would have to give it up obediently.

But they themselves have never realized this.

(End of this chapter)