Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

Then Professor Sprout waved at the ceiling of the greenhouse, and a long pole on the top of the oval rotated rapidly. The black tarpaulin that had fallen down to block the glass was rolled back up, and the sky finally covered it again. The greenhouse is brightly lit.

"Where's another spell? Professor?" Fred asked, looking at Professor Sprout who had no intention of continuing to cast the spell.

"Oh, there is another spell that is too dangerous and difficult to cast in a greenhouse, but I can tell you, it is the fire-making spell. Its spell is 'flame blazing'." Professor Sprout put away his wand and put his hands on it. He wiped it on his tattered coat.

This made Fred a little disappointed, but Fred had actually memorized the Sunshine Curse and the spelling gestures that Professor Sprout had just cast!As long as you go back and practice, you will definitely master it!

Frankly speaking, Fred benefited a lot from this class!Not only did he recognize and fully understand the characteristics of the Devil's Net, but he also got a Sunshine Curse for nothing, which made Fred feel very happy.

The pleasant Herbology class passed quickly. Fred and George were eating dinner and already thinking about where to explore in the evening. Currently, they already knew 2 secret passages to explore Hogwarts, and one secret passage could still give them Bring endless benefits!

Fred and George became more and more passionate about exploring Hogwarts.

That night, the crescent moon hung high in the sky, emitting bright light and illuminating Fred's brown-red pillow. The next second Fred opened his eyes, it was time for adventure!

After waking up George, the two quietly pushed away the portrait of the Fat Lady and crawled out of the cave.

Fred was holding the edge of the Fat Lady's frame and something felt wrong!

Why do I feel a heat rush to my hand that is holding the frame of the Fat Lady?Periodically?

Is there anyone? !

Fred suddenly broke into a cold sweat!

He slowly pushed the frame of the Fat Lady back, and the large field of vision on the left that was originally blocked by the Fat Lady's portrait gradually became clearer!

He was wearing a black robe, his clothes were messy, his face was covered with messy white stubble, and his long hair was also messy!

It's Filch!

"Meow~"

Mrs. Norris sat at Filch's feet and looked at Fred. She licked her paws and barked. A few hairy whiskers trembled. Fred could tell that it was smiling!It's laughing at itself!

"George! Run!" Fred shouted!Just open your steps and want to run!

But Filch was faster than Fred!

Two blue veins popped out, and the extremely old hands had firmly grasped Fred and George's arms!No matter how hard Fred and George struggled, they couldn't break free!

There's no way, the age gap is too big!Fred and George are now only 11 years old and unable to move at all.

"Aha! I finally caught you, you two red-haired boys! I told you a few times before that it must have been you! You didn't expect it! I'll wait and wait! Hahaha!" Filch laughed wildly.

Fred felt a little regretful, he was indeed careless!Damn Filch actually knew he was waiting at the door!If he and George could resist going out for a few days, maybe Filch would lose his patience and stop squatting outside the Fat Lady!

"Let's go! Go directly to the principal's office now! Let's see how you are going to escape this time! Hahaha!" Filch seemed to be furious. His originally cloudy eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He grabbed Fred and George walked to Dumbledore's office opposite Gryffindor Tower.

Filch dragged Fred and George to stand on the hippogriff statue in the corner, "Ice...ice lemon juice!" Filch was so excited that he was trembling!

As the hippogriff rotated, the three of them stood in front of the black door of Dumbledore's office. Filch was afraid that Fred and George would run away, so he pulled George's arm over and put it on the other hand. , and Fred's arms were held tightly together, and then he freed up a hand to knock on the black door.

"Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong! Principal! Principal Dumbledore! I am Filch! There is something urgent to report!"

"Headmaster! Headmaster! I'm Filch!"

Filch knocked on the black door frantically until the black door clicked and the latch was pulled open.

The black pointed door creaked open, and Dumbledore's tall figure appeared in the crack of the door. He had a long white beard and white hair. Unlike during the day, Dumbledore was now wearing silver silk pajamas.

"What's wrong? Filch? What's so urgent?" Dumbledore looked at the three people outside.

"Headmaster! I...I caught them! These two little Gryffindor wizards sneaked out in the middle of the night! I caught them!" Filch explained the situation eagerly.

Dumbledore's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts swept across Fred and George, and then he said, "Come in, come in and talk." Then he opened the black spire door wide.

"Let go!" Fred slapped Filch's hand that was squeezing his arm hard with his other hand.

Filch rolled his cloudy eyes, as if he was sure that Fred and George didn't dare to run away now, and then loosened his grip on the twins.