Little workshop of wonders

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"In here Taka. Hurry up Ron, c'mon." Me and Ron were currently following the twins to their workshop where all manners of mischief and mayhem are no doubt currently bubbling.


"Watch your step, the roots get thicker the further you get in." Meandering through the outback woods a wander away from the farm lay a quaint little treehouse which the brothers use as their creative space.


Some of the tree roots even uproot themselves and twist and twirl like snakes.


"Those are roods, nasty little gits."


"Roods?" What a strange name.


"Well that's just what people usually call 'em. You'll see why..."


I continued on the predetermined pathway. Roots gradually got in the way more and more and tried to upend me as I took a step forward. I see...


Root and rude. Certainly an apt name. They don't seem too dangerous though... More interestingly; what is their ecology? Is the whole tree the same entity or does something possess the root body? How do they get nourishment when they constantly interfere with travelers?


Crash!


Oh dear. It seems Ron has fell prey to their machinations.


"Bloody hell! I'm alright." He dusts his pants off after picking himself up. The roods can't make audible laughs, but from their movements you can practically hear the cacophonous laughter.


"Here we are. All in one piece." 


"Fred, if you would."


"Of course my dear brother." Fred procured a key from his shoe. Rather than using it on the hatch of the treehouse he instead knocked on the tree trunk revealing a keyhole. After inserting and twisting the key, something shifts. Not the treehouse or the tree either but the large rock formation several meters behind it splits apart and a large section opens up filled with lab equipment and countless "muggle" items. How did they manage this? Is magic like this easy to use and apply?


"Impressive isn't it? It's our pride and joy. Took ages to get Dad around to doing it. A little incentive goes a long way." Now it makes sense.


"The 'muggle' items you store I take it?"


"Ding-ding. Hit the nail on the head. Mum hates the clutter around the house with how much Dad collects them. We store them for him and get a workspace in return, pretty good deal for us. Especially when investigating, muggles make some interesting things. Been the inspiration for more than a few items."


"The muggle items will be off limits, I'm afraid they aren't ours so unless you want my dad's fury aimed at you..."


With some money and time I could get any of these items, so they aren't really a problem. What really interests me are the magic implements they might've made. Something that could make up for my lack of knowledge. Ideally, I could get at least a few good uses out of it...

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