HP: Slytherin disguise

He walked too quickly, causing Decorra to turn the corner and bump into someone again.

"Let's go find Peeves together, Decorah!"

Fred put his arm around his shoulders and smiled.

"Better let Filch see Peeves so he gets a beating."

"Hahaha, I prepared sweet chili powder!"

"It's time to go to sleep. Aren't you afraid of being caught by Filch and put in solitary confinement?"

Decorah didn't expect the two to be so bold.

Since he dared to go to Peeves at night, he also wanted to alarm Filch.

It's definitely an act of seeking death.

"What are you afraid of!"

"As long as we run fast, he can't catch us!"

"together?"

There was an extra bag in George's hand, which was full of red chili powder.

"This is not good..."

Decorah said, but a smile already appeared on his face.

This is interesting.

It had been a while since he'd given Peeves a break.

"What's wrong!"

"Let's go!"

"We know where Peeves is~"

"He was secretly vandalizing in the staff room. I guess he was trying to break those chairs."

"Then when the teachers sit down, they fall down!"

The three of them walked through the dim corridor together and headed to the staff lounge on the second floor.

"A few days ago, Professor Flitwick fell down while sitting."

"Filch is now looking for the murderer."

"He already suspected Peeves."

"We have to help him confirm that it was Peeves who did the bad thing! Hehehehe..."

Come to the door of the staff lounge.

Decorah heard Peeves talking to himself and the sound of chairs being moved.

"Hey, if I break the legs of the chair, I won't believe that I can't throw you!"

"So interesting!"

"I'm so smart, and this is so fun!"

Peeves had no idea that danger was coming.

He continued to pour glue on the chair and put sharp objects on it.

The door quietly opened a crack.

Three heads were stacked on top of each other and peering inside.

His eyes were instantly locked on Peeves, who was floating around and throwing sharp objects.

"Does your chili powder work on it?"

Decorah was afraid that it would be useless to Peeves, so she asked uncertainly.

George nodded with certainty.

The chin hit the top of Decorah's head directly.

"Move softly!"

Decorah raised her hand and patted George.

"I didn't mean it!"

"Okay, hurry up and scare it!"

George smiled evilly and motioned for Fred to take action.

Fred stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, chewed it quickly and swallowed it, then held his throat with his hands.

Then he coughed and cleared his throat.

However, this cough was very old and hoarse, like the unwilling cough of an old man before death.

It's a completely different voice.

Decorah's eyes widened immediately, and George patted his shoulder with his hand and said, "This is voice-changing candy!"

"Would you like one?"

"I'll forget it, let's watch Fred perform."

Peeves in the staff lounge was stunned for a moment, as if he heard a cough.

But the sound was very low.

It thought it was hallucinating, so it shook its head and continued to wreak havoc.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

A slow, hoarse cough came clearly.

Echoing in the empty, quiet but dark staff lounge.

Peeves turned his head instantly and looked around.

It looked confused and nervous.

After all, this was the first time it heard such a hoarse and old voice. It was even scarier than the old men in those portraits. The key was that the voice was still unfamiliar.

"Who?!"

Peeves yelled, frightened.

"Ahem! Ahem..."

"Who are you? Why are you wandering here at night..."

"Naughty mouse——"

The old, hollow voice came again.

This time, he spoke.

This tone and words shocked Peeves.

"May I ask who your lord is?"

"Did I disturb your rest?!"

It slowly floated to the ground and put down the glue and the sharp tools it had picked up.

Looking at Peeves who sounded cautious and full of fear.

George and Decorah both covered their mouths and laughed.

Unexpectedly, Peeves is not fearless.

Fred continued to pinch his throat and said in fear: "I don't know who I am, but I just like rats that sneak out in the middle of the night~"

"A rat like this is full of cunning and fun."

"It must be very! Very! Very delicious~"

"No no no! I don't taste good!!"

"I don't taste good at all!"

"I didn't come in on purpose! I, I, I... came to fix the chair!"

"Yes, I'm here to repair the chair!"

"Hahaha, I'm very helpful. When I saw these chairs were in a dilapidated state, I became kind-hearted, so I sneaked in to repair them in the middle of the night!"

"If I bother you, I'll leave right away!"

Peeves lay down on the ground and began to look around, trying to find the source of the sound.

"Really? Then you can continue to practice."

"It's so late, how about I come back to fix it tomorrow?"

"come here…"

"Ah, where are you going..."

"Outside the door, come on..."

A smile appeared on Fred's lips, and George raised his hand to grab a handful of chili powder and waited eagerly to try it.

Peeves was afraid that he would die if he went, or he would die if he didn't go.

After much hesitation, it decided to move over quietly and look outside the door to see what was there.

Looking at Peeves slowly floating over.

All three of them became nervous.

Peeves saw a crack in the door and stretched out his head to see with his eyes.

The next second, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a handful of red powder was thrown in front of him.

Sprinkled directly into Peeves' eyes.

A voice of 'ouch'.

Peeves covered his face and stepped back. He started to bump around in pain, knocking all the neatly arranged chairs away, and some of them fell apart.

"Hahaha…"

"Killing me!"

"awesome!"

Fred and George clapped their hands together and laughed.

Decorah smiled too.

So interesting, worthy of being the Weasley twins!

This is an interesting idea.

The loud noise coming from here quickly attracted Mrs. Norris, and it burst out from the corridor on one side.

His steps slipped and he hit the corridor wall.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang'.

George and Fred noticed it first.

The two looked at each other and looked at Decorah who was still clapping in front of him.

Fred raised his hand and made a running motion with two fingers. George nodded immediately and the two of them slowly backed away.

Peeves screamed loudly in the staff room, and there was a crashing sound of chairs.

So Decorah didn't notice the two people behind him walking away.

He was still giggling on the spot.

It wasn't until bang, bang, bang footsteps came from the side of the corridor that Decorah heard the subtle sound.

"Is Filch here?"

"I thought I heard footsteps!"

Decorah said, looking back.

But he found that there was nothing behind him, except for a cat staring at him.

"Fred! George!"

He turned around hurriedly, and there was no one on both sides of the corridor.

The sound of eager footsteps suddenly amplified, and an angry person appeared from the corner and rushed over.

The first thing I saw was Decorah.

"Wandering secretly in the corridor in the middle of the night is just like..."

Before he finished speaking, Filch stopped.

Then he walked into the staff lounge to check the situation, and saw Peeves covering his face and wailing.

"Mr. Filch, I heard that the recent chairs were always being damaged, so I came here to take a closer look. I didn't expect that the culprit was Peeves!"

Decorah cleverly moved closer to Filch.