Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

Dumbledore sighed, sat behind the desk, and crossed his arms, "So, Fred, George, you did sneak out of the dormitory? I don't think Filch ran into Gryffindor Tower. Will they catch you here?"

Fred thought for a moment and realized that he was really in trouble this time. He couldn't make excuses and confessed directly, "Yes, Professor Dumbledore, George and I wanted to come out for some air for the first time today, but we were caught by Mr. Filch." arrive."

Filch jumped up when he heard this, "Lie! Lie! It was you several times before! I know it was you!"

"What before? Do you have any evidence?!" Fred rejected Filch at once. How could he admit that it was him before? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble!

"Evidence, this time everyone has the stolen goods! That's the evidence!" Filch's face was ferocious, he was dancing and shouting, and he felt a little crazy.

"Quiet! Filch! Quiet!" Dumbledore shouted with a frown!

Dumbledore was so angry that his rich voice finally calmed Filch down.

Dumbledore uncrossed his hands, looked at Fred and George and said: "Obviously, you broke the school rules by sneaking out of the dormitory tonight. The evidence is conclusive and there are witnesses, so you must accept punishment." ”

"Filch, let them clean the trophy room." Dumbledore gave his punishment.

"Uh... Principal Dumbledore, they just cleaned the trophy room last weekend, why don't we lock them in the dungeon!" Filch said, rolling his eyes.

Now it's Dumbledore's turn to be upset. What a boy, he was punished to clean the prize room last weekend!

Dumbledore covered his head, "You know, Filch, I can't agree with your outdated opinions. Let's just let them clean the picture frames hanging in the corridor. As for tonight Go back to sleep first.”

After saying that, Dumbledore covered his head and waved his hand, "Go, go."

"Headmaster..." Filch seemed to want to say something else, but Dumbledore closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair without saying a word, as if he was asleep.

Filch had no choice but to follow Fred and George out of Dumbledore's office and close the door.

The moment the black pointed door of Dumbledore's office closed, Filch's face suddenly changed, he looked at Fred and George fiercely and said, "One day! I will give you one day! If you don't clear all the portraits in the corridor tomorrow, Clean them all up and you will feel better!"

Fred shrugged. He didn't care about any of this. He could just spend some time cleaning it with a descaling spell. I believe it wouldn't take too long.

What he was thinking about now was how to sneak out of the dormitory again in the middle of the night. If Filch squatted in front of Gryffindor Tower every day, then he and George wouldn't be able to get out at all!At least in a short period of time, Filch definitely wanted to catch him and George at the door again.

Fred didn't know how he got back to bed. All he could think about was how to sneak out in the middle of the night. Unless he could see through the wall and see if there was anyone outside the wall, there would be no solution!There is no way!

perspective? !

Fred remembered what his father had said when he was at home. During a search at the Ministry of Magic, he had found a telescope that could see through!

But it was confiscated and the person who made the telescope was arrested.

Could it be that he asked his father to help him and George steal the telescope from the Ministry of Magic?

It was impossible to think about the answer. Not to mention whether his father would agree, Fred did not want his father to bear the charge of stealing from the Ministry of Magic.

Oh! ! !So annoying!What should I do?I’m going to Hogsmeade on the weekend!After finally receiving the purchase order, how could I give up? Besides, my and George's reputation as a purchase agent would be ruined!

Fred held his head in his hands and fell into a stasis. Forget it, don't think about it anymore, go to sleep!Take one step at a time!There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain!

The next day, the weather was still cloudy and the sky was a little dark.

Fred got up early, woke up George, and ran to the cloister early in the morning to clean the portraits, because he was only free for half the morning. Half of the morning was Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and he had to take Transfiguration class all afternoon. There is also astronomy to take.

Fred and George stood on the 8th floor of the cloister and looked down. The densely packed gray-yellow stairs were constantly moving and crossing together was very spectacular.

But when Fred saw the number of picture frames in the entire corridor, a wave of despair surged into his heart!

The walls on every floor are covered with numerous large and small picture frames!

There are a whole 8th floor of picture frames on the walls to clean!

Fred was not sure whether half the morning would be enough for him and George to clean the corridor!

Fred sighed. At worst, plus the time for lunch and dinner, it was destined to be a hungry day.

Fred and George pulled out their wands and pointed at the portrait of a girl wearing a white dress next to them and said, "Clean up!"

The girl in the painting lifted her skirt, gave a slight salute, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Fred replied.

One after another, the characters in some portraits are not so friendly, and they will curse, "Don't be so careless!"

Then Fred would smile and clean it up again!Call it a curse!