The bell jingles as you step into Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, instantly met with whirling Sneakoscopes, tumbling Fainting Fancies, and a loud BANG! from the back, followed by a puff of green smoke.

"Welcome to our humble establishment!" Fred announces, leaping onto the counter.

"Where pranks are perfected, chaos is encouraged, and Ron questions his life choices," George adds.

"I do not," Ron mutters. "I just... reconsider them daily."

Hermione crosses her arms. "I can’t believe this is your actual career."

"Our calling," George corrects, clutching his chest dramatically.

"Spreading laughter, mischief, and the occasional minor explosion!" Fred grins—right as another BANG! erupts, sending Lee Jordan stumbling out, coughing.

Harry chuckles. "Honestly? This place is brilliant."

Fred claps his hands. "You hear that, brother? Brilliant!"