The common room in Gryffindor is round.
It is located on the eighth floor tower, from above, you can see the entire Hogwarts Castle and its surroundings.
At midnight, three small figures appeared as scheduled.
"Twenty pieces should be enough."
"I want to play bigger."
"Brother, don't do this."
Fred said earnestly: "If you are caught, we Gryffindor will be finished."
"We haven't won the Academy Cup for six years in a row." George sat in a soft armchair in the dark.
"We lost to Slytherin for six years!"
Vincent realized the seriousness of the matter, “Then let’s go back?
If you were accidentally discovered…”
"No!" X2
The twins all smiled badly at the same time.
"My good brother, do you think we will be unprepared?"
Vincent stared blankly at the shabby parchment in front of him.
It is not good-looking and even a little dirty.
"Is this your big baby?"
George jumped off the chair with a "thump", "Yes, it's our secret weapon."
"Ahem—" Vincent turned on the parchment awkwardly, "Oh, it must require a specific spell to show its true form, right?"
The twins looked at him in surprise at the same time.
"What? I guessed it right?"
Fred took the parchment from him, "Brother, you are worthy of being the star of tomorrow in our Gryffindor.
It was taken from a drawer in Felch's office in our first grade."
George pulled out his wand and lit it on the spread parchment paper. "We spent two years studying it for two years and finally cracked the exit order this summer."
The wand gently tapped the parchment, "I solemnly swore that I would not do good things."
With the help of the faint lights, Vincent could vaguely see the paper as if ink was dizzying.
[Moon face, insect tail, big feet and pointed fork
Sirs who provide help to magic prank makers
Grand launch
Live Spot Map!]
After the introduction of the four manufacturers, the floor plan of a building appeared little by little.
"Albus Dumbledore..."
The little footprints under the string of names are rotating like they are circled in circles.
"Is this a navigation?" Vincent excitedly held the parchment in his hand.
The principal was circled around the principal's office, and it must be that the old cold legs had afflicted.
"What navigation?" George pointed to the tower on the right, "This is a map that records all the activities of Hogwarts personnel."
In the common room part of Gryffindor, the names of the three of them happened to correspond to the above.
With it, you don’t even need to check in.
As long as you are careful enough, no one knows what they want to do with the map of the living spots.
"Hehehe--"
Three sinister laughters came out of the tower.
Felch, who was evading patrol, and his pet cat Mrs. Loris, went down the marble stairs all the way to the castle dungeon.
Vincent wiped the wall with his index finger, "How long has it been since we cleaned here?"
George shone the lanterns, "It should be a thousand years."
This joke is not funny at all.
Living in such a cold and wet place, there are little spiders and puddles everywhere, no wonder the little snakes are all like old men who owe him money.
“The Potion Classroom is here too?”
"You know, bats like to live in wet caves."
Vincent, who was covered in chills, stopped in front of a stone wall, "Fortunately, I only need to come to this ghost place once a week."
"marvelous!"
In the first grade Gryffindor, he attended two potions classes a week.
Fred and George are in third grade, so I can't tell how envious he is.
"I should wear one more coat." Vincent pointed to the blue fat man's pajamas.
"There is so heavy here that no wonder Professor Snape always seems to have not washed his hair."
The twins who were lying on the wall were happy.
If you live in such an environment for many years, you may not even need to wash your hair.
"I think my shampoo is very useful. We will put a bottle on his bedside next day?"
"Uh--Old Bats like to deduct our Gryffindor points the most."
"That's it."
Behind this stone wall is the Slytherin's common room.
The twins studied for a few minutes and shook their heads with sorrow.
"Oh, it's been nearly seven hundred years since no outsiders have entered here."
"Their chief strictly prohibits the disclosure of passwords, and we may end here tonight."
Vincent squinted his eyes and raised his little head slightly, "I won't be fooled for the second time."
This map shows that it is not 700 years old at a glance.
"Don't be angry, we're just trying to make a joke." George returned to his original hippie smile.
They had already gotten the password or something.
Fred dragged his weird tail sound, "Black Magic."
A stone door immediately appeared on the cold stone wall.
The three of them looked at each other and sneaked in quietly.
This is a long and narrow dungeon.
The walls and ceilings are made of rough stone, and outside the window is the bottom of the Black Lake next to the school.
After the refraction of the moonlight and the lake water, the chandeliers hanging under the ceiling were faintly glowing green.
Even though the fire was on fire under the exquisitely carved fireplace, the three of them always felt dark and cold here.
"Hurry up." George hugged his shoulders and shook, "This ghost place is really not something that people can do."
Fred's lips were trembling with coldness, "Will we give you something-you-go, do you go yourself?"
Vincent, who was sticky all over, was not much better.
He pointed to a name under the map of the Living Spot and said, "If you want to go, go together. It's hard for me to arrange it alone."
The twins straightened their bodies and pushed the door open and walked into the boys' dormitory.
"Turn left, we're here." Vincent lowered his voice: "Will you curse silently?"
The twins shook their heads at the same time.
"I hope the ceiling of their dormitory is not as high as ours..."
He chanted the unlocking spell in a low voice and walked in quietly.
The young master of the Malfoy family is indeed worthy of being the young master.
Not only is the decorations in the room full of antiques, but there is a large crystal luxury chandelier on the ceiling.
The twins took out some round things from their bodies in a tacit understanding.
They were all wrapped in a high-end school robe taken from the hanger and hung by Vincent on a thin string under the crystal chandeliers.
George tied the other end of the rope to the head of the bed and took out his wand in a sinister way, "This thing is thicker, too."
Fred used a transfiguration to thinner.
"I'll try it too?" Vincent made the rope thinner again under the two pairs of horrified eyes.
It looks like hair, and it looks like it breaks with just a touch of light.
"Let's go, Felch happens to patrol the fourth floor."
Come quietly, and leave quietly.
"Brother, why do you have so much magic?"
"I've almost finished my first grade self-study courses during the holidays."
"Are you interested in seeing the second graders?"
Back in the Gryffindor Common Lounge, Vincent returns the map to them,
"Yes, but let it go tonight."
Fred took it and tapped it lightly with his wand, "The prank ended.
What about tomorrow? Are you interested in going to the corridor on the fourth floor?"
"Let's talk about it."
"Then wait until we all learn the magical mantra."
There are tens of millions of Hogwarts school rules, the first one will not be discovered.
Vincent, who had just entered the school, has already understood this truth deeply.
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Chapter completed!