Chapter 419: Opening (3k)

"Don't wait, hurry and take the worm with you—"

A fawning smile appeared on the wide-headed, big-eared clerk's face.

The Floo Powder administrator has arrived; the Floo Network Authority they belong to is an agency under the Department of Magical Transportation of the Ministry of Magic.

Responsible for establishing, maintaining, monitoring, and managing the Floo Network.

Now, they only spent half an hour to speed-run the Floo Powder network.

Once the green flames burned in the fireplace, in places with fireplaces, such as the Hogwarts Great Hall or the Hope Cabin, Xiang Xien could quickly contact Professor Qiluo.

However, wanting to enter Hogwarts via Floo Powder is unlikely; it would be under strict monitoring.

"Have I said how long I've been looking forward to you?"

The wide-headed, big-eared Floo Powder administrator's attitude was equally respectful.

Are you kidding? This is the teenage enhanced version of Dumbledore; he achieved such honors at the age of eleven, and his future is visibly brilliant.

"Thank you for your help."

Xiang Xien responded politely.

The opening time of the Fairy Tale Workshop was set for the day after the other wheezes shop opened.

Upon learning this, Professor Qiluo didn't know what to think; Mr. Green seems to be quite famous in the Ministry of Magic... fame can certainly bring money, but it won't last...

The development of a shop ultimately depends on the quality of its products.

Leaving the Fairy Tale Workshop, Xiang Xien went to the Wheezes shop.

The Wei Silai twins were making final preparations in full swing; they even hired two Hufflepuff seniors.

All the products were displayed fully, and overwhelming promotional posters had already been put up.

The last night before the opening was destined not to be so calm.

When this Wednesday arrived, the day of the opening.

Mrs. Wei Silai woke them up early in the morning. They each hurriedly ate five or six bacon sandwiches, then put on their coats. Mrs. Wei Silai picked up a flowerpot from the kitchen mantelpiece and looked inside.

"Not much left, Arthur,"

She sighed,

"Need to go buy some today... alright, guests first! Xiang Xien, you go first!"

She brought the flowerpot in front of him.

"You must say these words clearly, child,"

Mrs. Wei Silai said to Xiang Xien, and George also reached his hand into the flowerpot,

"You know, there are many kinds of magical fire, you must choose correctly, but as long as you speak clearly—

Remember, as soon as you step into the fire, say where you are going—"

"Mom, Xiang Xien has walked through many times, but—remember to keep your elbows tucked in."

Luo En reminded,

"Close your eyes, there is coal dust—don't move around, otherwise you might fall out of another fireplace—but don't panic, don't come out too early."

Diagon Alley.

"Come on, children! I'm really too excited,"

Mrs. Wei Silai said.

Xiang Xien followed behind the enthusiastic Mrs. Wei Silai; he was the only one being held tightly by Mrs. Wei Silai.

According to her words:

"Every Wei Silai grew up visiting Diagon Alley; there is only one little wizard here who needs more care."

Diagon Alley was already bustling with noise.

It was clearly early morning, the mist was still shrouding, and the sky hadn't fully brightened, but it couldn't stop the wizards' joyful and expectant mood.

Every product series here has been a bestseller throughout the British Wizarding World; low pricing, excellent quality, and novelty have become synonymous with this shop.

The only pity is that there are too few.

With great difficulty, the wizards finally waited for the opening, so of course, they wouldn't miss it.

Xiang Xien and the Wei Silais squeezed into the crowd with difficulty; the crowd was also mixed with magazine reporters, holding cameras and snapping away at the shop.

This shop is now too prominent, making the facades of surrounding shops look dull.

—Because they were buried by the announcements.

And Fred and George's shop window was still attracting people's attention like a fireworks display. Even ordinary passersby couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the window, and some people looked particularly shocked, stopping in their tracks and lining up in a dazed state.

The left window was colorful, displaying various products that rotated, twitched, flashed, jumped, and screamed.

The right window was covered with a huge poster, printed with dazzling yellow characters:

Why are you worried about a headache?

You should care about constipation—the feeling of constipation is torturing the people!

"Mom, let go of the great Green, we have to go!"

Fred shouted.

The hand holding Xiang Xien also relaxed.

"See you in the shop."

Xiang Xien nodded to Mrs. Wei Silai, then left the front of the shop through a small path leading to the back of the Wheezes shop.

After entering from the back door, Fred and George were still pacing non-stop.

Xiang Xien saw Manager Ge Te also anxiously looking ahead, both nervous and expectant.

The popularity of the Wheezes shop exceeded everyone's expectations.

The wizards pouring in were almost writing:

"Take my Jin Jialong, and exchange your damn products for them!" on their faces.

Xiang Xien timely pulled Jia Siting and Hemin from the crowd to his side.

Otherwise, they wouldn't know where they would be swept away by the main force.

"Xiang Xien, my god, this is too terrifying."

Hemin was still shaken.

"It looks like both shops might not be enough..."

Jia Siting analyzed.

Then the two of them followed Xiang Xien with great interest to pick out things.

"What is this?"

Jia Siting said, holding something like a telescope.

"Don't know."

Xiang Xien said.

"How about this?"

Hemin was surrounded by a bunch of witches around some dazzling pink products.

"Not clear."

Xiang Xien said.

"Then what are you clear about?"

Hemin was stunned.

"These weren't made by me."

Xiang Xien explained; before he finished speaking, he saw Jia Siting's eyes turn black, and at the same time, his face looked a bit helpless:

"Who can tell me how they thought of stuffing a fist into a telescope?"

After using a unique ointment, Jia Siting got rid of the dark circles.

But not every wizard in the shop was so lucky; many times, wizards let out screams.

Xiang Xien watched silently, listening to these noisy sounds; he waved his wand, and the products scattered on the ground flew back to their respective areas on their own.

Doing this is not easy, because every object needs to float in different directions, and also needs to use different intensities of magical power according to its weight. ===== CHAPTER 420 =====