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"You look kinda terrible." Fred said as he sat down next to Ria during divination.

"Bad dreams?"

Ria looked left and saw George as well.

"Yeah...yeah, a truly bad one."

"Oooo, spill it, Trelawney would love it."

"Well, I see you two are back to normal now." Ria deflected.

"Yeah, a night at the hospital wing. I got to say, Madam Pomfrey's potion tasted even worse than aging potion."

"Well, you could have stayed being 70," said Ria.

"Hmmm, we did look pretty good."

"Yeah, perhaps we could turn this into a product--temporary aging potion, if you want to see how you look like when you are 70."

"For whom? People who want to get married? See how tolerable their spouse looks when they turned old?" Ria asked.

"Oh Ria, that's too dark. Of course it's for people like us, who wanted to find out how handsome they still look like with a few strands of grey."

"Seriously, who do you think looks better? Me or George?" Fred asked.

"Seriously?" Ria raised an eyebrow. "I seriously think the current situation is my nightmare coming true, being stuck between two narcissistic Weasley brothers."

The room was quiet for a moment, and Ria regretted her word, anxiously chewing her lower lip.

"So you dreamt about us?" Fred asked.

Ria is truly speechless now. How are they capable of turning everything into...laughter?

"Oh ignore him, Ria. We just thought you look tired. You know, meant to cheer you up." George said.

"Thanks, I...appreciate the effort."

"Yeah, and we didn't get to thank you for last time."

"For what?"

"You know, the figurine and stuff."

"Oh, don't mention if. I don't think I was much of a help anyway. But it's nice to have someone interested in hearing my random lectures on Asian magic."

"Of course. We thought it's fascinating." Fred and Georget are all very genuine, Ria could feel that.

"So what have you guys been working on recently then?" Ria decided to invest into the conversation.

"Ooo, that would be our business secret Miss." Fred grinned.

"Okay then. Apologies for asking." Ria crossed her arm, pretending to be offended.

"Oh come on, we kind wish to have your help."

Ria turned to look at George, who is currently holding a wand.

"Yes?"

"So we are trying to make these fake wands, you know, have them turn into objects when people try to use them. But we want to make them more than that. You mentioned about manipulation and energy transferring, could there be a way that pertains to the specific person, have the want turn into a different object." George explained, while showing her the wand.

"You mean, like based on the person's features or something?"

"Yeah, you know, have mine turn into a shining mighty sword, and George's will be a dusty old broom. For the sake of fitting our images."

Ria laughed.

"Yeah, well. It would be interesting to have it reflect something about the owner. You can even claim it as a way of testing one's personality, I bet that would be popular."

"So you know how to make that happen?"

"I'll need to think about it. I have read somewhere, an old scroll probably, there was this type of egg called "wishing eggs". They were very rare, and created as the magical force and spirits collide in nature. The appeal of having a "wishing egg" is that it will turn into the owner's favorite magical creature, in their exact preferred form. Each person will have a different creature, and no one knows what they will look like until the creature is fully ready and breaks out of the egg."

"Wow. Do they still exist?"

"Hmmm...I'm not sure. Presumably the egg absorbs the energy and spirit from the owner, that's how it works. Can I have it, just to take a look." Ria took the wand in her hand, she tried to cast a simple Orchideous, but the wand turned into a rubber snake.

"Well, I happen to want a pet anyway." Ria put the small green snake in her pocket before Trelawney saw it.