Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 268: Fire, Burglar, Peeves

At the end of January, the weather still showed no sign of warming.

Waking up in the morning, the sky was still gray, and occasionally snow fell. Walking on the way to the auditorium hall, listening to Fred and George chatting, Albert always felt that something bad was going to happen. .

Albert eats bread and corn chowder and chats with Lee Jordan beside him about registering for the Wizards card game. Suddenly, I saw Charlie hurriedly walking towards here, apparently looking for Fred and George who had been locked up several times.

"You've missed a few Quidditch sessions." Charlie stared at his younger brothers discontentedly and reminded, "It's not too long until the next Quidditch match, we lost once. , if you lose again this time, you will miss out on this year's..."

"Charlie, we didn't mean to." George put down his spoon and looked up at Charlie with a look of helplessness.

"It was a last resort." Fred quickly echoed: "If we had a choice, we would rather go to the Quidditch pitch for training than face Snape."

I don't know what's going on, but that sounds very convincing.

"Okay, but you can't miss the next training session." Charlie was thus persuaded by the two of them.

Few students are willing to be locked up with Snape, and even Slytherin students face a lot of pressure when facing their dean.

"We'll train well." Fred and George said in unison.

"Guys, you'll never guess what I just saw." Wood ran over, panting, ready to tell everyone an interesting news.

"See what?"

"I met Marcus Flint just now, and his lips were somehow swollen like a sausage. You didn't see him, he covered his lips with his hands and looked ashamed Human appearance. Ah, no, let me laugh."

"Where is he?" Charlie also wanted to go over and watch to see the bad luck of his old rival.

"He ran to the school hospital with his lips covered." Wood finally stopped his laughter, raised his hand and gestured towards the crowd, and described Marcus Flint's unfortunate situation with emotion.

There's nothing better than seeing the guy you hate go bad.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Albert followed everyone's line of sight. A Hufflepuff girl was covering her lips with her hand and quickly fled the auditorium hall.

After a brief laugh, everyone whispers about who is actually playing the prank.

Albert finished destroying the steak on the plate and glanced at George, who was also expressionless next to him. The latter seemed to sense Albert's gaze and shrugged his shoulders, innocently saying that it was not their job. of.

"You guys made it?" Albert wonders how Fred and George add to Marcus Flint's food.

"It was done by Peeves, it has nothing to do with us!" Fred's face was innocent, saying that it was really not what they did, and neither of them had the ability to do so.

"You convinced Peeves?" Albert asked, raising his eyebrows.

"We promised to provide Peeves with some interesting gadgets." Fred winked innocently. "Anyway, it's the same as making fun of students, and it's the same as making fun of everyone, don't you think?"

Albert is speechless, and this is true. For Peeves, Hogwarts students are not divided into four major houses, they are all students anyway.

It turns out that Albert was right, and over the next few days, many more people were eating in the auditorium with their lips inexplicably swollen into funny sausage mouths.

I can't find the reason, which makes the students at Hogwarts very uneasy, and everyone is afraid that one day it will suddenly be their turn to be unlucky.

Professor Sprout also went out of his way to inspect the school kitchen, but apparently it wasn't a house-elves problem.

One day, everyone finally found out why.

No way, who made Peeves humming weird little tunes and sprinkling strange seasonings into the steak they eat.

Many people saw with their own eyes that the lips of the students who ate the steak with the addition of steak became like sausages.

And then, it's completely fried.

People started to criticize Peeves, but it didn't help, Peeves' pranks were not once or twice.

Felch wanted to use this opportunity to drive Peeves, who often opposes him, out of Hogwarts, but he was unsuccessful.

Among the Hogwarts administrators, there is no shortage of wizards trying to get rid of Peeves, and none of them have succeeded, let alone Filch, who can't use magic.

"How much of that stuff did you give Peeves." Albert glanced at Fred, who had been hit again, and asked in a low voice when no one was paying attention.

He also had bad luck with him just now.

Fortunately, after Albert discovered that many people were recruited, he prepared anti-swelling agents in advance. When he encountered an abnormality, he directly killed the problem in the cradle.

"Only the bottle, which should be running out." George said uncertainly ~IndoMTL.com~ We didn't expect that bottle of seasoning to last this long. "Fred is also very depressed. In recent days, he has accidentally eaten food with added ingredients several times.

It's totally self-inflicted.

Peeves is going crazy, it's unbearable.

"Don't forget, according to the agreement, you have to provide Peeves with a bag of dung bombs." Lee Jordan reminded depressedly, his lips were also swollen.

"Aren't you worried about the professors looking into who gave Peeves that bottle of seasoning?" Albert looked at the twins in resignation, now that Peeves' way of seasoning food has become more sophisticated , completely overwhelming.

As it turns out, however, Albert's concerns were completely unnecessary.

The students at Hogwarts never suspected this on the other students, who were now driven mad by Peeves. When eating, always be careful not to eat something that has been spiked by Peeves.

Mrs. Pomfrey was also driven crazy. Students with swollen lips showed up in the school hospital one after another. This bodyguard deserved Professor Snape to prepare a lot of anti-swelling agents, and also specially reminded everyone that before In this case, go to the school hospital to collect the swelling agent.

Now, everyone knows that to eliminate the sausage mouth and avoid embarrassing yourself, they only need to use a small amount of anti-swelling agent to solve the problem perfectly after they realize that they are tricked. They no longer need to guard against Peeves' pranks. .

The school hospital also has a lot of anti-swelling agents, but they need to be recruited before they can be used. There are actually many wizards who can actually prepare this kind of medicine, but many people's potion level is very average. Drink the magic potion you configure and you will know.

So, in the black market of Hogwarts, anti-swelling agents suddenly became popular.