The Alchemist of Harry Potter

　　 "Really throw it here?"

　　 In the corner of the corridor on the second floor, the Weasley twin brothers are whispering quietly. After yesterday's efforts, Fred has successfully mastered the unlocking spell. The next morning, the two of them couldn't wait to find Filch's troubles, and that was what happened before them.

"Yes, throw it here." George looked up at the end of the corridor, nodded and said, "Yesterday, third-grade William threw big dung bombs here. I heard people say that Filch took a long time to put it on the ground. The dung bombs are cleaned up."

"Well, remember to cover me later." Fred looked like he was going to death generously. He saw that Filch had already walked towards this side. He quietly reached into the paper bag and took out a big dung bomb. , Just about to chat with George a few more words, but suddenly found out that his twin brother had run out of sight.

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

　　 there was a sound.

　　 A rotten smell dispersed from the ground, and immediately filled most of the corridor. Filch lowered his head, the expressions on his face almost twisted together, he suddenly raised his head, looking around like a mad, his gaze fell on Fred who was holding the paper bag.

"You nasty kid, do you know how long it took me to clean up that big dung bomb yesterday?" Filch flushed, his cheek muscles were twitching, and he looked like he was about to explode with anger. He reached out and grabbed it. Fred's hand was raised.

　　 Just after escaping from the paper bag, Fred’s hands were dirty.

"The evidence is solid. Come with me. This time, you will be locked up anyway." Filch grabbed Fred with one hand and was about to drag him to his office. "I should have convinced Dumbledore. Lido, let him return to the old-fashioned way of punishment. You guys hang on the ceiling for a few days, or get a whip to increase your memory."

After Fred was captured by Filch, George abducted from another passage and looked at Fred who was taken away by Filch. He swallowed, staring down at his paper bag, and hurriedly walked. Follow them.

　　 Fred looked back and saw George following behind him, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his brother didn't flinch, or he would be in vain if he was caught by Filch.

　　In other words, this guy's feet still exudes the stench of rotten eggs, and his mouth is constantly nagging, venting his inner anger.

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

"Don't think about running away. If you run away, there will be no good fruit." Filch said with a sullen face, pointing to the chains hanging behind the desk, and whispered, "I occasionally put them on Oil, you can use it someday, you can only teach you a bunch of bastards. If you want to violate school rules in the future, you will think twice, don't you?"

　　Fred paid no attention to Filch's nagging, and looked at this place that most students avoided.

　　 He began to look for his goal, the location of the drawer.

　　 Filch took out the parchment paper from the drawer on the desk, spread it in front of him, then took the long black feather pen, dipped it in the inkwell and asked

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

　　 "Fred Weasley." Fred replied a little carelessly. He had found the exact location of the drawer.

　　 "Crime..."

　　 "Use joke props in the hallway."

　　 "You are tarnishing the castle."

　　 "Punishment and imprisonment..." Before Filch had finished speaking, a large dung egg was thrown into the office from the outside, and a disgusting smell of rotten eggs instantly filled the office.

　　 Filch's face showed a moment of astonishment, dropped the quill, and rushed towards the door like crazy, trying to catch the guy who dared to provoke him.

"I hope George will buy more time." After Filch chased him out, Fred strode to the filing cabinet, took out his wand and pointed at a drawer that read: Confiscated supplies, tap the highly dangerous drawer, and read: "Alaho Cave opens."

　　 This spell, Fred has practiced many times last night, he quickly opened the drawer, grabbed an envelope, stuffed it in his pocket without looking at it, then closed the drawer again and returned to its original position.

　　 Outside the office, Filch's footsteps are approaching. He has grabbed George and entered the office by pulling George by the ear.

"Very well, it's a little bunny again." Filch huffed and gasped, then pointed to the traces left by the dung bomb and said, "I will let you clean up the traces you made, and I will stare For you, who don’t want to escape, don’t want to escape. Now, come with me to see Professor McGonagall."

　　A few minutes later Filch knocked on Professor McGonagall's office and talked about the great achievements of the Weasley brothers. The expression on the Gryffindor’s dean’s face immediately collapsed, and Professor McGonagall’s mood was not very good because of the incident of William yesterday. He did not expect this incident to happen again today.

"Gryffindor deducts twenty cents, Mr. Weasley, and I don’t know what you are thinking about in confinement." Professor McGonagall nodded towards Filch, "Their confinement is up to you. ."

　　 "I will let them realize their mistakes." Filch had a triumphant smile on his face and left Professor McGonagall's office with the twins.

　　 "I think, before confinement, clean up your pranks." Filch immediately after Professor McGonagall's office, he looked at the twin brothers with malicious eyes.

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

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

　　 The twins had to follow Filch, this scene attracted a lot of people's curious eyes and whispers.

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

　　 George couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The adventures of the two were finally in vain, otherwise they would really fall into the trap.

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

　　 The two were taken Filch to the broom room under a spiral staircase on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle. Filch took out the bucket, mop, and broom from it and handed it to the twin brothers.

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

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