In the very beginning, Vaughn had actually thought about becoming a proper rising star in potions.
Unfortunately, there were too many big shots in this industry...
The conventional healing potions like the Invigoration Draught and Blood-Replenishing Potion that Vaughn initially brewed couldn't compete at all with those famous potioneers. Even the apothecaries weren't willing to buy stock from him, let alone sell them.
Until one day, when he saw his mother washing Ginny's hair, complaining that Ginny was getting more and more hair and that she had to buy Sleekeazy's Hair Potion, inspiration suddenly burst forth, and he felt his future suddenly open up—
Was there anything easier to earn than the money of women and children?
No!
Facts proved that witches were also women.
The pursuit of beauty and the fear of time made them far more willing to spend money than wizards!
Even though the 8-year-old Vaughn had no reputation at the time, there were still witches willing to try the Vaughn Beautification products he developed. To this day, it had already developed into a full series in Vaughn's hands.
While this brought him fame, it also brought him an income of hundreds of gold Galleons every month!
"Vaughn, darling, are you done?"
A knock on the door interrupted Vaughn's thoughts.
He closed the system panel, and while stacking the beautification potions bottle by bottle into an emptied box, he answered, "I'm done, Mom. Is it Madam Primpernelle's owl?"
The attic door was pushed open, and the plump Molly walked in. She affectionately touched Vaughn's fiery red hair. "The owl is waiting downstairs. Your dad is feeding it snacks, so there's no rush."
As she spoke, she pulled a coin pouch from her chest and placed it on the experimental workbench. "This is the money the owl brought. Vaughn, put it away yourself."
"Mom, you should keep these..."
"No!" Molly refused with a serious expression, but soon softened and pulled Vaughn into her broad embrace.
"My darling, how can the family keep using your money? Dad and Mom told you long ago, whether it's you, Bill, or Charlie, the money you earn is your own, not to mention you've already given quite a bit before."
Ever since Vaughn started making money and prepared to take out a portion to subsidize the family, this kind of conversation had happened more than once.
The result was almost the same every time. At Molly's insistence, Vaughn could only put the coin pouch away.
It had to be said, whether reading the novels in his past life or personally experiencing it in this life, although the Weasley family was poor, Arthur and Molly were never unqualified as parents!
After packing the box with Molly's help and casting a spell to prevent the bottles inside from shattering, Vaughn picked up the box and followed Molly downstairs.
On the first floor, Arthur had finished feeding the owl and was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper.
"Good morning, Dad!"
"Good morning, Vaughn. Come here quickly, that little guy is getting impatient."
"If you know it's getting impatient, why didn't you go upstairs to help Vaughn pack? Arthur Weasley, what else do you do every morning besides reading the newspaper? Poor darling Vaughn works so hard, it takes several days to brew a batch of potions, and you as a father have never helped him, nor are you willing to do chores..."
Amidst Molly's roaring, Arthur hastily shrank his head back behind the newspaper.
A new day began just like this, amidst Molly's roaring and the flapping of wings as the owl struggled to lift the box!
This was a familiar daily scene.
Vaughn went to wash up without changing his expression. When he passed by that enchanted full-length mirror, the mirror immediately began to tremble.
"Shut up! Not a word!" Vaughn pulled out his old wand and pointed it at it threateningly!
The mirror immediately stopped moving. It wasn't until Vaughn walked away that a faintly audible "Sloppy..." could be heard.
By the time he finished washing up and came out, the others had also been woken up by Molly. A boy with freckles on his face was just about to duck into the bathroom. Seeing Vaughn, his expression stiffened a bit.
Vaughn smiled at him. "Good morning, Ron!"
"..." Ron puffed out his cheeks and mumbled, "Good morning, Vaughn."
"Where are your manners? Call me older brother!"
Ron flushed red and grumbled, "You were obviously only born 5 minutes before me..."
The smile on Vaughn's face grew even brighter. He still remembered the scene when they were born. It was supposed to be Ron who came out first, but at that time he felt very uncomfortable being squeezed and couldn't help but kick him...
As the two were in a stalemate, a pair of identical twins appeared energetically behind Ron, slinging their arms over his shoulders from the left and right like Aurors escorting a prisoner.
"Being born 5 minutes earlier still makes him older than you, right George?"
"That's right Fred, just like how I'm only 10 seconds older than you, yet you still have to call me older brother."
"George, you're sleep-addled, I'm the one who's 10 seconds older than you."
"It's me!"
Ron was made dizzy and exasperated by their bickering.
Fortunately, Ginny also ran over at this time and happily threw herself into Vaughn's arms. He mumbled something under his breath and took advantage of the chaos to keep his head down and charge into the bathroom.
"Good morning, Vaughn!"
"Good morning, Ginny." Vaughn kissed his younger sister on the forehead.
In the whole family, he had the best relationship with Ginny. On one hand, by the time Ginny was born, he had already gotten used to his life after transmigrating and began to accept his new family from the bottom of his heart. On the other hand, the two of them looked the most alike and were the representatives of the Weasley family's good looks.
When they were young, Arthur and Molly even joked that Vaughn and Ginny looked more like twins, whereas Vaughn and Ron, the actual twins, didn't look alike at all.
The noisy and bustling morning didn't quiet down even after breakfast.
But unlike usual, Arthur wasn't in a hurry to go to work at the Ministry of Magic.
Percy, who usually went back to his room after eating and wished he could bury himself in his books, was sitting by the window looking outside.
Fred and George, who always playfully ran out to play, also sat obediently on the dining chairs today, winking at Vaughn and occasionally mocking and bullying Ron.
And Ron, who would normally be so infuriated by them that he'd break down and hide, forcibly endured it today and didn't leave.
The whole family was waiting, waiting for the letter from Hogwarts!
When the time came that the sunlight had already leapt over the peaks and shone into the Burrow, everyone finally heard the sound of an owl flapping its wings.
Molly, who had seemed calm all along but was actually absent-minded, hurried to get up and open the window.
Arthur also put down the newspaper and brought out the owl treats that weren't finished in the morning.
Before long, an owl flew in and landed on the dining table.
Tied to its leg were two letters. The envelopes were made of thick parchment, and even without taking them off, one could see the highly conspicuous wax seal on the front, a shield-shaped crest composed of a letter H surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.
Molly excitedly took off the envelopes, glanced at the back, and could no longer suppress her joy and happiness. She repeatedly exclaimed, "Thank Merlin, it's the Hogwarts acceptance letters! I've been worrying since yesterday about what to do if we didn't receive them."
Arthur, who had also leaned forward but failed to snatch them before Molly, tried hard to put on a casual appearance at this moment. "You always worry for nothing. How could Vaughn possibly not get into Hogwarts?"
"It's Ron I was worried about! You don't know how terrified I was that he wouldn't get a letter. This child has been like a rock since he was little, even his accidental magic bursts were pitifully weak..."
"Mom!"
Ron, whose face was already as red as his hair, hurriedly snatched the letters. After tossing the one belonging to Vaughn over, he tightly gripped his own letter and ran back upstairs.
Vaughn, who was chuckling as he watched all this, didn't mind. He picked up the letter and flipped it to the back.
[The Burrow, Dining Room, Mr. Vaughn Weasley]
At the same time, the system panel also popped up before his eyes.
[Main Quest Activated]
[Main Quest 1: Join Hogwarts (Incomplete)]
[Reward: Talent Point 1, 50 Magic Power Scale]