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Chapter 122: Tongue-Tingling Toffee
Chapter 122: Tongue-Tingling Toffee
George hurriedly left, as the Kettle family's fireplace wasn't connected to the Floo Network. He had to make a detour to their cottage first before heading to Diagon Alley via the fireplace at home.
Fred originally wanted to accompany him, but when they passed by a mirror, he changed his mind and turned back to the attic.
Although Fred was usually carefree, he wasn't completely oblivious to his appearance. He didn't want to show up in crowded Diagon Alley looking like this.
Otherwise, he would become the first joke of the new school year after the holidays.
In the attic, Kyle was examining the twins' recent creations—a large box filled with over a dozen different types of candies, all of which were among the best-selling varieties on the market.
There were Zing Honey Candies, Creamy Jelly Candies, Toffee, and Chocolate Candies.
Kyle picked up a Creamy Jelly Candy and immediately smelled a faint bitterness as he brought it closer, which clashed with the candy's inherent sweetness.
"Wuwuwu..."
Fred seemed to want to say something, but Kyle didn't understand.
He took out a notebook and wrote in it:
"These are failures. We found that only toffee can mask the taste of the Swelling Solution."
Kyle nodded, picked up a piece of toffee, and smelled it. The bitterness was indeed much lighter, and it was almost imperceptible unless one was paying close attention.
Their method was too crude; they merely made a hole in the candy and filled it with the Swelling Solution.
If they were more meticulous, they might have completely masked the taste of the Swelling Solution.
Of course, it's also possible that they were just too lazy to do it properly.
After all, until they resolved the dosage issue with the Swelling Solution, it couldn't even be considered a semi-finished product.
Afterward, Fred handed Kyle another notebook, which recorded all their previous experimental data, clearly stating the reasons for each failure and the adverse consequences that resulted.
It was quite detailed, spanning about ten pages.
As Kyle flipped through the notebook, George returned with a paper bag filled with Shrunken Plums.
"You didn't need to buy so many, George." Kyle extended his hand and said, "Shrunken Plums only play a supporting role; one or two are enough."
"It's better to be prepared." George naturally handed the bag to Kyle and asked with a smile, "What about you? Are you joining us too?"
Kyle shrugged, "After a week of homework, I need to find some fun, right?"
"Speaking of which..." George suddenly sighed, "I can't believe you're wasting your precious holiday time on homework.
Percy is the same. When I went back, he was complaining that I disturbed him.
Heavens, I just opened the door, and he wasn't even doing homework in the living room!"
"I have to say, in this regard, you're much better than him. At least you never blame us for your inability to do homework."
Kyle didn't mind the usual banter among the Weasley family and took out two Shrunken Plums, peeled them, and squeezed out their juice.
During this time, George also took out half a bottle of Potion from a nearby box and then found an empty bottle, dividing the Potion in half.
Fred and George's potion-brewing skills were average, and Mrs. Weasley didn't allow anyone to mess with cauldrons at home.
To save time, they bought the Swelling Solution directly from Diagon Alley, and it cost a whopping five Galleons per pint.
They had to be frugal with it.
After adding the juice of the Shrinking Fig, the Swelling Solution slowly changed color, transforming from its original sky blue to a light blue.
Kyle nodded.
It was a good sign that the solution hadn't changed color, indicating its properties remained intact.
He picked up the bottle, ready to test it on his hand.
But George stopped him.
"No, no, Kyle, that won't do," George said seriously. "We need to make the tongue bigger, not the hand."
George took a new piece of candy from his pocket, dripped some of the solution onto it, and popped it into his mouth.
"I shouldn't have eaten it," George mumbled. "This taste is so weird, like... like..."
George's cheeks began to swell, and his words turned into unintelligible whimpers.
It was his tongue.
Fred stood beside him, excitedly jumping around and making incoherent sounds, seemingly celebrating something.
George's tongue rapidly inflated, soon protruding out of his mouth and resembling a slippery giant snake.
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"Looks like it's a success," Kyle observed, studying George's appearance.
The Shrinking Fig indeed neutralized some of the Swelling Solution, making it much less potent, and it only affected the tongue where the solution was applied.
As long as they found a way to remove the solution's distinctive taste, preventing young wizards from detecting it, this "Quick Escape Candy" would be truly complete.
Fred and George were overjoyed.
"You're a genius, Kyle... Ha, Shrinking Fig," Fred and George exclaimed.
After the effects of the Swelling Solution wore off, George excitedly said, "You have no idea, we were about to give up."
"The Swelling Solution is too expensive," Fred sighed, spreading his hands. "Before this, we had already wasted an entire bottle."
"Five Galleons," George said, feeling the pain. "We should have waited for you."
Thinking about the wasted five Galleons, his heart ached.
If this were a large sum of money, they could have even waged a small battle against Slytherin.
"Don't you have money?" Kyle asked. "One hundred Galleons each, didn't you spend it all?"
"Having money and wasting it are two different things," Fred sighed. "Moreover, we only have thirty Galleons left, and that's the total for both of us."
On the first day of the Easter break, Mrs. Weasley, while scolding Fred and George, accidentally knocked over their hidden stash of money.
Galleons scattered across the floor, almost giving Mrs. Weasley a heart attack. She thought they had robbed a Slytherin student at school.
Although Fred and George quickly explained the source of the Galleons, Mrs. Weasley didn't believe them.
It wasn't until Chris came over that the situation was clarified.
However, Mrs. Weasley confiscated the Galleons, citing concerns about them misbehaving.
Now, Fred and George only had the money hidden in their trunk left.
As they said, thirty Galleons, just enough.
(End of Chapter)
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