When the four of them left the kitchen, their bellies were filled with cream cakes and milk tea, and the pockets under their robes contained custard cookies and pies handed to them by the house-elves.

"Curfew starts in ten minutes, and we'd better hurry back to the break room. ”

As soon as they passed through the foyer, they were targeted by the Administrator's cat, and not long after Mrs. Loris ran away, Filch appeared in front of several people.

For some reason, Fred and George felt an inexplicable sense of weakness when they saw Filch coming this way.

Fred involuntarily reached into the pocket on the right side of his robe, where was the map of the living spot they had stolen from the administrator's office.

"You two ......" Filch called out to the Weasley brothers, grinning maliciously, "Locked up at seven o'clock tomorrow night, the content is to wipe down all the trophies in the prize showroom, I hope this lesson will bring you some house glory, and then Gryffindor's score has fallen to last place." ”

None of the four spoke, and stood quietly listening to Filch finish speaking.

Of course, someone also had a pie stuffed in their mouth, which seemed to affect the atmosphere a bit.

"Now, go back to your break room, and don't let me see you hanging out in the castle after curfew, or it won't be as simple as confinement. After a few threatening words, Filch turned and left.

"What a nasty old guy. George gestured rudely to Filch's departing back.

"I remember you seemed to be going to teach us the Descaling Charm. Fred looked sideways at Albert and said with a wink.

"It's too late, you can't learn the descaling spell in a day. Albert took out his pocket watch again, looked at the time, and walked towards the moving staircase.

"Don't worry, it's better for you to just wipe the trophies in the prize showroom than to wash the night pot, think of that hapless William, and there are two of you, and you'll be able to wipe it off soon. Lee Jordan reached out and patted George's shoulder comfortingly.

Still, it sounds like schadenfreude.

"Fuck off, you unkind fellow!" Fred glared at Lee Jordan angrily, turned to Albert and said, "Can you use the descaling charm to help ......." ”

"Transfiguration Club. Albert interrupted suddenly.

"What?" Fred didn't understand for a moment.

"He's saying that the Transfiguration Club is tomorrow night, and it's exactly seven o'clock. Li Jordan reached out and put his arm around Fred's shoulder and comforted: "So, give up the dying struggle!"

As they spoke, the four of them reached the third floor through a moving staircase, and then passed through several secret passages to the eighth floor of the castle.

While passing around a corner, he almost bumped into Professor Bud Broad from Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

"Good evening, Professor Broad. Albert was the first to greet the other party.

"Good evening, Mr. Anderson. Professor Broad's gaze swept over the four of them, and then fell on Albert's, and he looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze for a moment, then continued, "It's almost curfew, and I suggest you return to the break room as soon as possible." ”

"Professor Broad actually knows you!" Fred looked at Albert in surprise as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor left.

Professor Broad was not too young to remember Albert for a short time, considering that they had only met a few times.

"I don't know. Albert suspiciously swept to the location of the Room of Requirement, which he had just seemed to ...... It's as if I've seen a slight change in that wall.

Moreover, Professor Bard Broad looked at himself a little strangely just now, as if he was looking at something?

"Then again, there is no secret passage behind this tapestry. Li Jordan pointed to the tapestry of the troll stick beating the stupid Barnabas and said to the three of them, "At noon, I deliberately rummaged through it, but I didn't find anything. ”

It's not surprising that Jordan would have bred this kind of thought, and there is no way, who let most of Hogwarts' tapestries hide behind the secret passages.

In fact, Lee Jordan's guess was correct, the tapestry did hide a secret, but not behind the tapestry, but on the wall opposite the tapestry, where the Room of Demand was located.

It's just that most students don't know it exists.

Approaching the portrait of the fat woman at the end of the corridor on the eighth floor, they were surprised to find the woman humming a song softly.

"Nonsense. George said the order.

The fat lady didn't open the door, but continued to hum a song, which was ready for the four to obey for free?

"Nonsense. Fred continued.

The fat lady glared at them dissatisfied, as if she was not happy to be disturbed, and reluctantly opened the entrance to the lounge.

"I dare say she has no talent for singing at all. When Albert entered the lounge, he couldn't help but complain.

At this time, there were still a few people doing their homework in the lounge.

"Where did you just go?" said Charlie, who was dressed in his pajamas, and said to a few people, "Tomorrow afternoon there is a Quidditch session, you can go to the Quidditch pitch after half past six, and I will leave you half an hour for intensive training." ”

"I'm sorry Charlie, I'm afraid we can't go. George said helplessly.

"Why?"

"We need to go to Filch and lock up somewhere!" Fred said, looking disgusted.

"What about you?" Charlie looked at Li Jordan, thought for a while, sighed lightly, and said, "Forget it, you guys will come together next time you practice! If you want to officially join the Quidditch team next year, you should seize the time to practice hard, so that you can have an advantage over others to become a player." ”

Not long after Charlie left, Percy arrived, and he had just finished his homework.

"Don't nag Percy, we've just been told by Charlie. George said to his brother angrily.

"Let's go first. Albert beckoned to Lee Jordan and walked towards the stairs.

"Don't mess with Filch, it's not going to do you any good!" Percy Weasley glared at Fred and George, "You're going to end up in last place......"

“...... If you continue to be mischievous like this, and dare to wander around the castle during the curfew, I will write to my mother. George disguised his voice as Percy's, and told his roommates about it in a mocking tone.

"As far as I know, Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup for several years and it's our fault to say that we lost points. ”

"Isn't it normal for Gryffindor not to win the House Cup?" said Albert in all seriousness.

"Wow, that's what you think. George looked at Albert with a smile on his face, and you really understood us.

"Don't look at me like that, it's true!" Albert couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Unless we can win three Quidditch matches, the House Cup is far away." ”

"You have a point. George nodded in agreement

"Percy must know that he's just trying to find an interface to teach us a lesson!" Fred snorted, disdainful.

Albert squinted at the quest prompt that had just appeared:

Gryffindor in glory.

Gryffindor House has been missing out on the House Cup for five years, so it's time to play to your true strength and help Gryffindor win the House Cup once.

Reward: 1 skill point.

After reading the task, the corners of Albert's mouth couldn't help twitching, is this still a task for people to complete?

Well, there seems to be no time limit.

Albert could have waited until the savior Potter appeared and lay down for a wave.

That's a good idea.