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"
Ton-Tongue
Toffee
,
"
said
Fred
brightly
.
"
George
and
I
invented
them
,
and
we
've
been
looking
for
someone
to
test
them
on
all
summer
...
.
"
The
tiny
kitchen
exploded
with
laughter
;
Harry
looked
around
and
saw
that
Ron
and
George
were
sitting
at
the
scrubbed
wooden
table
with
two
red-haired
people
Harry
had
never
seen
before
,
though
he
knew
immediately
who
they
must
be
:
Bill
and
Charlie
,
the
two
eldest
Weasley
brothers
.
"
How
're
you
doing
,
Harry
?
"
said
the
nearer
of
the
two
,
grinning
at
him
and
holding
out
a
large
hand
,
which
Harry
shook
,
feeling
calluses
and
blisters
under
his
fingers
.
This
had
to
be
Charlie
,
who
worked
with
dragons
in
Romania
.
Charlie
was
built
like
the
twins
,
shorter
and
stockier
than
Percy
and
Ron
,
who
were
both
long
and
lanky
.
He
had
a
broad
,
good-natured
face
,
which
was
weather-beaten
and
so
freckly
that
he
looked
almost
tanned
;
his
arms
were
muscular
,
and
one
of
them
had
a
large
,
shiny
burn
on
it
.
Bill
got
to
his
feet
,
smiling
,
and
also
shook
Harry
's
hand
.
Bill
came
as
something
of
a
surprise
.
Harry
knew
that
he
worked
for
the
wizarding
bank
,
Gringotts
,
and
that
Bill
had
been
Head
Boy
at
Hogwarts
;
Harry
had
always
imagined
Bill
to
be
an
older
version
of
Percy
:
fussy
about
rule-breaking
and
fond
of
bossing
everyone
around
.
However
,
Bill
was
-
there
was
no
other
word
for
it
-
cool
.
He
was
tall
,
with
long
hair
that
he
had
tied
back
in
a
ponytail
.
He
was
wearing
an
earring
with
what
looked
like
a
fang
dangling
from
it
.
Bill
's
clothes
would
not
have
looked
out
of
place
at
a
rock
concert
,
except
that
Harry
recognized
his
boots
to
be
made
,
not
of
leather
,
but
of
dragon
hide
.
Before
any
of
them
could
say
anything
else
,
there
was
a
faint
popping
noise
,
and
Mr.
Weasley
appeared
out
of
thin
air
at
George
's
shoulder
.
He
was
looking
angrier
than
Harry
had
ever
seen
him
.
"
That
was
n't
funny
Fred
!
"
he
shouted
.
"
What
on
earth
did
you
give
that
Muggle
boy
?
"
"
I
did
n't
give
him
anything
,
"
said
Fred
,
with
another
evil
grin
.
I
just
dropped
it
...
.
It
was
his
fault
he
went
and
ate
it
,
I
never
told
him
to
.
"
"
You
dropped
it
on
purpose
!
"
roared
Mr.
Weasley
.
"
You
knew
he
'd
eat
it
,
you
knew
he
was
on
a
diet
-
"
"
How
big
did
his
tongue
get
?
"
George
asked
eagerly
.
