Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 449: Paper, why no paper.

The effect of strong laxatives is really strong. Flint had just been squeezed by Fred and George and poured a spoonful of laxatives. Before 30 seconds, his stomach began to make strange noises.

Close the door of the compartment, several people looked at each other, all showed a malicious smile, and quietly left the boys' bathroom.

"Is it okay not to take the wand?" Fred whispered as he passed the corner.

"Don't worry, in an hour or two, the effect of the Disillusionment Charm will wear off completely, and I think they'll be too weak to pay attention to the wand in the corner." Albert whispered, "I They've already cast a spell on them, and they'll just think they've lost their wand. Well, let's stop talking about it, so we don't show any flaws, let's go to the library and wait for the good show."

Shortly after Albert and the others left, Flint, who was sitting on the toilet, was quickly drawn back to his attention by the sound of his diarrhea, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

Is there a problem with dinner?

However, other people also eat the same food, why is he the only one who has diarrhea.

Wait!

Flint was drawn to the clattering noises next door, and it seemed that another person had a bad stomach too.

That's right, he remembered it. Monta also seemed to have a bad stomach. They went into the boys' bathroom together just now.

I don't know why, but after knowing that someone was as unlucky as him, Flint was not entangled or depressed, and his mood was much better.

However, his good mood didn't last long before disappearing. Soon there was a rustling sound in the boys' bathroom, and a stench began to fill the air.

Flint felt that his whole body was not well, and his face was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You're all right!"

Monte's voice came from next door, and it sounded weak.

"It's not good, I've eaten badly." Flint was slightly in a trance, and even forgot how long he had been squatting on the toilet. He only felt powerless, and the whole person was about to collapse.

"I feel like I'm going crazy. Maybe we should go to Madam Pomfrey and get us some medicine. At this rate, I doubt I'll die of diarrhea."

At this moment, the toilet cubicle is full of stench. Flint has forgotten how many times he has flushed. He can't even stand up, but he still can't clear the cubicle. odor.

"Flint, do you still have toilet paper over there? I seem to have run out of toilet paper here." Monta was also in a trance due to diarrhea. He almost instinctively reached out and touched it. The place where the toilet paper was, suddenly became depressed, how could I be so unlucky?

"Wait a minute!"

Flint also reached out and touched the place where the paper was placed, and found that there was only the last handful of paper left on the roll, only the last piece of toilet paper.

Flint looked at the toilet paper and fell into a long silence. After a long time, he opened his mouth and replied, "I'm not here anymore."

A longer silence follows.

There is a sound of someone standing up next door, but Monta quickly crouches back on the toilet, followed by another clatter.

What the **** is going on!

Didn't I just eat dinner and have severe diarrhea, is there really something wrong with the food!

Those thoughts popped into their heads at the same time.

"Flint, can you help me get some toilet paper next door." Monta finally had to ask for help from Flint, who was given a tablespoon of powerful laxatives for offending George. As a result, he has been suffering from diarrhea, and can't wait to be connected to the toilet.

Flint is silent for a long time, but finally agrees, after all, he also needs toilet paper.

After making sure that no one was in the boys' bathroom, he stood up cautiously, preparing to go next door to get some toilet paper.

Flint didn't even lift his pants. He sneaked to the cubicle like a thief, only to find that there was no paper in the cubicle. If it wasn't for him, there was still a handful of paper. Prepare toilet paper.

"It's gone." Flint looked for the other compartments, his voice was full of confusion and despair, and his mind was almost blank.

How are they going to get out without toilet paper? It's impossible... He absolutely can't accept such a thing, it's a disaster.

"No more? Can someone help us bring a roll over there." Meng Tai's weak voice came from next door, and he was in a desperate mood at the moment. Who would have thought that there would be no more paper.

At this moment, when the two deeply hated themselves for coming here, why didn't they bring today's newspaper together?

Wait, wait for someone to come in and ask them to help.

But the two of them have forgotten that it is already after dinner time, and the probability of boys entering the bathroom is not high, not to mention that they are not from Slytherin Academy. Will students from other colleges be willing to help? Not bad.

Are there really any Slytherins in the boys' bathroom?

I'm afraid only God would know.

What they don't know is that they are not the only unlucky person who has a stomachache.

Not long ago, in the library, Albert, Fred, George and Lee Jordan sat near Ball in Slytherin, quietly observing each other while pretending to be reading ~IndoMTL.com~.

This guy took Albert's laxative called "Cleanse Pills", and the situation seemed a little subtle, the pills didn't last as long as they thought.

Actually, Bol had just been sitting in the library for a few minutes when he started having a stomach ache, and the rumbling of his stomach even caught the attention of a few people around him.

Then, in the inexplicable sight of a group of people, Bol rushed out of the library clutching his stomach and rushed to the bathroom on the fifth floor.

"What's wrong with him?"

Someone next to him asked suspiciously.

"Stomach hurts," Lee Jordan pretended to guess.

"Perhaps, stomach trouble," Fred said gloatingly.

"Would you like to make a bet and go get some supper before you lose tonight's curfew." George said and stood up, "I dare say he ran to the boys' bathroom."

"Hopefully he can," Albert said earnestly, and Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all nearly burst out laughing.

To avoid laughter, the four left the library together.

Similar scenes are also being staged elsewhere.

In order not to cause a commotion, Albert had already separated them, and to be honest, he would love to see these people fighting over the toilet.

Reason still triumphs over bad taste.

Mrs. Pomfrey is probably the most inexplicable. At three in the middle of the night, Flint and Monty were discovered by Filch and his cat. The manager originally thought that he had discovered the students who had sneaked out for the night tour, and was about to catch those nasty little devils and deduct points and confine them.

As a result, when he saw two people with diarrhea and prostration in the bathroom cubicle, the expressions on their faces were particularly wonderful. In the end, with disgust, he sent the two people who were collapsed and in a trance to the school hospital respectively. .