Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 51: On the actor’s self-cultivation

"Are you really going to throw it here?"

In the corner of the second-floor corridor, the Weasley twins are whispering in low voices. After yesterday's efforts, Fred has successfully mastered the Unlock Charm. The next morning, the two of them couldn't wait to find Filch's trouble, and this was the scene before them.

"Yeah, throw it here." George looked up at the end of the corridor, nodded and said, "Yesterday, third grade William threw dung bombs here, and I heard that it took Filch a long time to Clean up the big dung bombs on the ground."

"Okay, remember to cover me later." Fred looked like he was going to die generously. He saw Filch had walked towards this side, and quietly put his hand into the paper bag and took out a After the big dung bomb, he was just about to chat with George a few more words, but suddenly found that his twin brother had disappeared without a trace.

"Bastard, you slipped really fast." Fred took a deep breath, and when Filch passed by, the big dung bomb in his hand fell to the ground.

With a puff.

A rotten smell spreads from the ground and immediately fills most of the hallway. Filch lowered his head, the expression on his face almost contorted together, he raised his head suddenly, looked around like crazy, his eyes fell on Fred who was holding the paper bag.

"You nasty brat, do you know how long it took me to clear that big dung bomb yesterday?" Filch's face was flushed red, the muscles in his cheeks were twitching, and he looked like he was about to explode with anger. Reached out and grabbed Fred's hand and raised it.

Fred's hands were dirty just after escaping a dung bomb from a paper bag.

"The evidence is solid, come with me, this time, you will be locked up no matter what," Filch grabbed Fred with one hand and prepared to drag him into his office, "I should have Convince Dumbledore to get him back to the old-fashioned way of punishment, you guys hanging from the ceiling for a few days, or getting a whip to improve your memory."

After Fred was taken away by Filch, George turned out of another passage and looked at Fred who was taken away by Filch. He swallowed and stared down at his paper bag. Quickly followed behind them.

Fred looked back to catch a glimpse of George following, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately his brother didn't flinch, or he would have been wasted by Filch's capture.

In other words, the stench of rotten eggs is still exuding from the feet of this guy, and he is constantly nagging in his mouth to vent his inner anger.

It didn't take long for Filch to bring Fred to his office.

"Don't think about running away. If you run away, there will be no good fruit to eat." Filch pointed to the chains hanging behind the desk with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice, "I will occasionally give They are oiled, and they will be ready to use someday, only to teach you a hard lesson to you little bastards, and you will think twice if you want to violate the school rules in the future, right?"

Fred paid no heed to Filch's nagging, looking at the place that most students avoided.

He started looking for his target, the location of that drawer.

Filch took out a roll of parchment from a drawer on the desk, spread it out in front of him, then picked up a long black quill, dipped it in the inkwell and asked

"Name..." Filch saw that the other party did not answer, raised his head fiercely and asked, "Your name."

"Fred Weasley." Fred replied casually, he had already found the exact location of the drawer.

"Crime..."

"Use joke props in the hallway."

"You're desecrating the castle."

"Punishment and imprisonment..." Before Filch's words were finished, a large dung egg was thrown into the office from the outside, and a disgusting smell of rotten eggs instantly filled the entire office.

Filch's face was stunned for a moment, dropped his quill, and rushed towards the door frantically, trying to catch the guy who dared to provoke him.

"I hope George buys more time." After Filch chased out, Fred immediately strode to the filing cabinet, took out his wand and pointed at a drawer that read: Confiscated supplies, highly dangerous Read: "Araho Cave is open."

Fred had practiced this spell many times last night. He quickly opened the drawer, grabbed an envelope, stuffed it into his pocket without looking at it, then closed the drawer again and returned to its original location. bit.

Outside the office, Filch's footsteps were approaching. He had grabbed George and entered the office by grabbing George's ear.

"Very good, another little bastard." Filch gasped and pointed to the traces left by the big dung bomb, "I'll let you guys clean up the traces you made, I'll keep an eye on you, don't try to run away, don't try to run away. Now, go to see Professor McGonagall with me."

A few minutes later ~IndoMTL.com~ Filch knocked on Professor McGonagall's office and recounted the Weasleys' exploits. The expression on the Gryffindor dean's face immediately collapsed. The incident with William made Professor McGonagall in a bad mood yesterday.

"Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Weasley, and confinement, I really don't know what you're thinking." Professor McGonagall nodded towards Filch, "their confinement. It's up to you."

"I'll make them realize their mistakes." Filch, with a triumphant smile on his face, took the twins out of Professor McGonagall's office.

"I think, before you lock yourself up, clean up your pranks." Filch immediately looked behind Professor McGonagall's office and looked at the twin brothers with malicious eyes.

Fred and George looked at each other, and one of them muttered, "We still have classes in the morning."

"Then I think you need to take time off, come with me." Filch strode towards the first floor of the castle.

The twins had to follow Filch's back, a scene that attracted curious eyes and whispers from many people.

Fred turned his head sideways and winked at his brother, indicating that he had succeeded.

George couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the adventure of the two was finally not in vain, otherwise they would have really put themselves in the trap.

Sure enough, when he caused trouble for Filch, he really couldn't be discovered by the other party.

The two were taken to the broom room under a spiral staircase on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle, where Filch took out buckets, mops, and brooms and handed them to the twins.

"Okay, let's start mopping the floor." Filch sneered maliciously at the two of them, "Just to show everyone what the punishment for mischief should be."