HP: Slytherin disguise

"How are things prepared?"

"Ready!"

George took out a few small ball-like things from his arms and smiled brightly.

"I can't wait!" Fred also held a small ball in his hand and kept walking around excitedly.

"I hope you can throw more accurately."

"We are hitters, we will definitely hit the ball 100%!"

The three of them talked in low voices.

Without noticing, a dark shadow stood behind them.

"Three naughty students, instead of going to bed, are squatting here secretly. Let me think about it, are you planning to attack others?"

A sinister voice came out.

Decorah and George looked up quickly and saw Peeves standing behind them and eavesdropping for a long time.

"You scared me." Fred was obviously not afraid of Peeves, and he was even a little excited.

"Are you coming with us?"

George asked.

Peeves' attitude changed instantly, and he also squeezed over and said, "Who are you trying to prank?"

"Are you going to prank Filch? That would be great!"

"It's not Filch, it's Lockhart! The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"Really? That would be better!"

"I've long disliked this kid. He keeps showing off his achievements and achievements!"

"How are you three going to deal with him?"

Now, the four of them were discussing in low voices.

At the end, Peeves shouted excitedly.

“Absolutely awesome!”

Decorah turned to look at Lockhart's office and calculated the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

soon.

Harry opened the door to Lockhart's office and left, rubbing his wrists.

"set off!"

Peeves was the first to rush forward, holding the ball given to him by George and Fred.

It rushed over excitedly.

Completely unaware of the cunning smiles that suddenly appeared on the faces of Decorah, George, and Fred.

"Lockhart!"

Peeves kicked open the office door.

Before Lockhart inside could react, he smashed all the balls in his hand.

With a 'boom'.

The firelight shone out and a fire broke out in the office.

Lockhart, who was arranging envelopes, screamed and fled, slapping his clothes on fire.

And the envelopes scattered on the ground.

It was instantly swallowed up by flames and burned to ashes.

Peeves laughed and ran away.

Lockhart scurried out of the office and down the corridor.

Running and yelling that it's on fire.

But as soon as he stepped on the carpet in the corridor, he immediately fell to the ground and fell into the mud.

It was Peeves' doing.

It would often loosen the carpet in the hallways and try to trip people up.

Lockhart lay motionless in the corridor.

It seemed that he had fainted after falling.

Decorah and George looked at each other.

Then he walked over.

"He actually fell unconscious!" George laughed in disbelief.

A professor didn't know how to use magic to put out fires.

He also tripped on the carpet and fainted.

"I thought I'd give him a kick."

Decorah raised her foot and kicked Lockhart hard.

George and Fred looked at each other, smiled evilly and began to swing the unconscious Lockhart.

Finally, he made an escape move.

This funny action made Decorah laugh so much that his stomach hurt, just as the three of them were holding their stomachs and laughing.

There were rapid footsteps coming from the corner of the corridor.

And it’s not just one person’s.

The three of them looked at each other and hurriedly ran to the other corner to hide and take a peek.

Soon, several people came to Lockhart.

These people are Professor McGonagall and Snape, as well as Filch and Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore were both in their pajamas.

It was obviously in a hurry.

He looked at Lockhart lying on the ground with his arms and legs in a running posture.

The four of them fell into deep thought.

Sometimes teaching at Hogwarts alone can be quite frustrating.

It could be seen that Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore were already trying hard to suppress their laughter, and their faces were already red.

"Who did this!!"

"Absolutely lawless!"

Filch didn't find it funny, even though it was indeed very funny, but he still cared about catching the murderer.

Snape turned his head to prevent himself from looking at Lockhart, who was lying on the ground in a running position.

But in the end, he couldn't help but glance a few times.

"Ahem... I think it's Peeves."

Dumbledore still had a smile on his face, but it seemed to be stronger.

Looking at the office which is still on fire.

Professor McGonagall used her wand to extinguish the fire, and the office was completely burnt to black, exuding a burnt and burnt smell.

The four of them continued to look at Lockhart on the ground in silence.

No one wanted to touch him.

I don’t know if it’s because I dislike it or what.

Until Lockhart slowly woke up and saw four people surrounding him.

He sat up instantly.

"It's simply lawless! That thing called a preserved man actually dared to attack me!"

“It lights up my office!!”

Lockhart yelled angrily.

"I know, Professor Lockhart, I will find it!" Filch nodded, then turned and left.

"It never attacks professors."

"Why did you attack?"

"You should look for the reasons within yourself."

Snape said something murderous and heart-wrenching, and an angry Lockhart stared at Snape.

But Snape didn't even look at him, turned around and disappeared down the corridor.

"Professor Lockhart, you can get up."

"Check your office first to see if anything important has been burned down."

Professor McGonagall warned.

This caused Lockhart to stand up instantly and rush into the office.

soon.

Then he roared.

"All my letters were burned! There are thousands of them!!"

“It was burned even before it was sent!”

"Ahhh!"

"Preserved ghost! I'm going to kill you!!"

Lockhart looked up to the sky and roared.

This made Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore look at each other in the corridor.

"That's Peeves."

Dumbledore stood outside the office and corrected himself.

"Ahhh! Preserved egg ghost!!"

"We have to capture it and lock it in a place where it can never come out!"

"Or, send him directly to the Ministry of Magic's prison!!"

"It is simply lawless, wanton and arrogant!!!"

Lockhart ignored Dumbledore's correction, and the anger in his heart had reached its limit.

"Thank you, we didn't take action."

At the corner of the corridor, Fred patted his chest happily.

"Peeves is so good at taking the blame!"

Decorah couldn't help but smile evilly.

George and Fred looked at each other and smiled evilly.

Especially hearing Lockhart's roar, the three of them found it extremely pleasing to the eye and especially pleasant to the ears.

Dumbledore turned to look at the corner of the corridor where the three of them were.

The three of them in Decorah were so frightened that they quickly retracted their heads.

"Let's go! Don't get discovered!"

The three of them left quietly.

A helpless smile appeared on Dumbledore's lips, but his eyes became brighter.

"Come on, Minerva."

"Let Professor Lockhart calm down first."

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall also left the corridor.

Leaving an angry Lockhart.

One person bears everything silently.