Hogwarts Reading Days

When the four of them left the kitchen, their stomachs were already filled with cream cakes and milk tea, and the pockets under their robes contained custard cookies and pies handed to them by the house-elf.

"Curfew starts in 10 minutes, we better get back to the break room."

As soon as they passed the hall, they were targeted by the manager's cat. Not long after Mrs. Norris ran away, Filch appeared in front of several people.

For some reason, Fred and George felt inexplicably guilty when they saw Filch coming this way.

Fred even involuntarily reached into the pocket on the right side of his robe, where was the Marauder's Map they stole from the administrator's office.

"You two..." Filch stopped the Weasley brothers, grinning with a malicious smile: "The confinement is at seven o'clock tomorrow night, and the content is to wipe all the trophies in the prize gallery. I hope this time Lessons will bring you some house glory, and Gryffindor has dropped to last place again."

None of the four said a word, and stood there quietly listening to Filch finish.

Of course, the fact that someone had a piece of pie in his mouth seemed to affect the atmosphere a bit.

"Now, go back to your lounge, don't let me see you hanging out in the castle after curfew, otherwise it won't be as simple as confinement." Filch turned and left after saying threatening words.

"What a nasty old guy." George made a rude gesture toward Filch's departing back.

"I remember that you seem to be preparing to teach us the Descaler Charm." Fred looked sideways at Albert and said with a wink.

"It's too late, you can't learn the Descaler Charm in one day." Albert took out his pocket watch to check the time again, and walked towards the moving stairs.

"Don't worry, you're just wiping the trophies in the prize showroom, it's better than washing the chamber pot, right, think about that unfortunate William, and there are two of you, so you can finish it soon." Li Jordan reached out and patted George's. The shoulders comforted.

However, this tone sounds like a kind of schadenfreude.

"Fuck off, you bad-hearted fellow!" Fred glared at Li Jordan angrily, turned his head to Albert and said, "Can you use a descaling spell to help..."

"Transformation Club." Albert interrupted suddenly.

"What?" Fred didn't understand for a moment.

"He means, the Transfiguration Club is tomorrow night, and it's exactly seven o'clock." Li Jordan stretched his arms around Fred's shoulder and comforted him: "So, give up your dying struggle!"

While talking, the four of them reached the third floor by moving the stairs, then passed through a few secret passages, and went around to the eighth floor of the castle.

Nearly bumped into Professor Bud Broad in Defense Against the Dark Arts while passing a corner.

"Good evening Professor Broad." Albert greeted the other party first.

"Good evening, Mr. Anderson." Professor Broad's eyes swept over the four of them, and his eyes fell on Albert again. He looked at him with scrutiny for a while, and then continued, "It's almost curfew, I I suggest you all return to the lounge as soon as possible."

"Professor Brod actually knows you!" After the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor left, Fred looked at Albert in surprise.

Professor Broad is already quite old, and he can still remember Albert in a short period of time, knowing that they have only met a few times.

"I'm not sure either." Albert swept suspiciously towards the location of the Room of Requirement, he just seemed... as if he saw a slight change in that wall.

Moreover, Professor Bud Broad looked at himself a little strangely just now, as if he was examining something?

"By the way, there is no secret passage behind this tapestry." Li Jordan pointed to the tapestry where the troll stick beat Barnabas and said to the three, "At noon, I deliberately rummaged through it, but I didn't find anything. ."

It's not surprising that Lee Jordan would breed this kind of thinking. There's no way, who made most of Hogwarts' tapestry hide a secret channel.

In fact, Lee Jordan's guess was right, the tapestry did hide a secret, just not behind the tapestry, but on the wall opposite the tapestry, where the Room of Requirement was.

It's just that most students don't know it exists.

When they came to the portrait of the fat woman at the end of the corridor on the eighth floor, they were surprised to find the woman humming a song softly.

"Nonsense." George said the command.

The fat lady didn't open the door, but continued to hum. Is this going to let the four of you listen for free?

"Nonsense," Fred continued.

The fat lady stared at them discontentedly, and seemed very unhappy to be disturbed, she reluctantly opened the entrance to the lounge.

"I dare say that she has no talent for singing at all." Albert couldn't help but complained when he entered the lounge.

In the lounge at this time, there were still a few people doing homework.

"Where did you just go?" Charlie in pajamas came over and said to several people, "There is Quidditch training tomorrow afternoon, you can go to the Quidditch pitch after 06:30, I will give you half an hour to practice Intensive training."

"Sorry Charlie, I'm afraid we can't go." George said helplessly.

"why?"

"We need to go to where Filch is locked up!" Fred said with a look of hopelessness.

"What about you?" Charlie looked at Li Jordan, thought about it, and sighed lightly: "Forget it, come together next time you practice! If you want to officially join the Quidditch team next year, you should Take your time and practice hard so that you have the advantage of being a player over everyone else."

Not long after Charlie left, Percy came, and he had just finished his homework.

"Don't nag Percy, we've just been told by Charlie," George said to his brother angrily.

"Let's go first." Albert greeted Li Jordan and walked towards the stairs.

"Don't provoke Filch, it won't do you any good!" Percy Weasley glared at Fred and George, "You made our score fall to last place..."

"...If you continue to be naughty like this, and you dare to wander around the castle during the curfew, I will write to my mother." George disguised his voice as Percy's, and told his roommates in a teasing tone This issue.

"As far as I know, Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup in several years, and it's all our fault for dropping points."

"Isn't it normal that Gryffindor didn't win the House Cup?" Albert said solemnly.

"Wow, you really think so too." George smiled and looked at Albert with an expression like you really understand us.

"Don't look at me like that, it's the truth!" Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "Unless we can win three Quidditch matches, the Academy Cup will be a long way off."

"You're right." George nodded in agreement.

"Percy must know that, he just wanted to find an interface to teach us a lesson!" Fred snorted, disdainfully.

Albert squinted at the mission prompt that just appeared:

Gryffindor glory.

Gryffindor has been out of the House Cup for five years now, it's time to show your true strength and help Gryffindor win the House Cup once.

Reward: 1 skill point.

After watching the task, Albert couldn't help but twitch. Is this still a task for people to complete?

Well, there seems to be no time limit.

Albert could have waited until the savior Potter appeared and lay down for a while.

That's a good idea.