Hoare held Harry's figurine in his hand, initially planning to let George and Fred experiment with it.

But now he had a better candidate.

"Hoare, how long are you going to stay mad?" Hoare looked at the person standing in front of him, his brother Percy Weasley.

Percy's expression was very serious, his face slightly pale, and his lips tightly pressed together.

"I was just too anxious at the time," he explained. "If you hadn't kept it from us, none of that would have happened."

Percy's tone was like he was scolding Hoare.

If it weren't for what Percy was handing to him, Hoare would have really turned around and left.

"I'm not holding you accountable for your mistake, and you should forgive what I said back then." Percy pushed the item in his hand closer to Hoare.

His face, from pale, gradually turned red. "This is all my savings. It might be too little for you, but it's everything I have, and now it's all yours."@@novelbin@@

In Percy's hand were 13 Galleons, 7 Sickles, and 3 Knuts.

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