"Are you really going to throw it here?"

In the corner of the hallway on the second floor, the Weasley twins were whispering quietly. After yesterday's efforts, Fred has successfully mastered the lockpicking charm. The next morning, the two of them couldn't wait to find trouble with Filch, and this was the scene before them.

"Yes, throw it here. George looked up at the end of the hallway, nodded, and said, "Yesterday, third-year William threw a big dung bomb here, and I've heard people say that it took Filch a long time to clean up the big dung bomb on the ground. ”

"Okay, remember to cover me later. Fred looked like he was going to die generously, he saw that Filch had already walked towards him, quietly put his hand into the paper bag, took out a large dung bomb, and was about to talk to George again, but suddenly found that his twin brother had run away.

"Bastard, slip away really fast. Fred took a deep breath and landed on the ground as Filch passed by.

Poof.

A rotting smell spread from the floor, filling most of the hallways at once. Filch lowered his head, the expression on his face almost contorted, and he suddenly looked up, looking around in a frenzied manner, his eyes falling on Fred who was holding the paper bag.

"You nasty little devil, do you know how much time it took me to clean up that big bomb yesterday?" Filch, his face flushed and the muscles of his cheeks twitching, looked like he was about to explode with rage, and reached out to grab Fred's hand and raised it.

Fred's hands were dirty just after escaping a big dung bomb from a paper bag.

"The evidence is conclusive, come with me, this time, you're going to be locked up anyway," Filch grabbed Fred with one hand and prepared to pull him into his office, "I should have convinced Dumbledore to return to the old-fashioned form of punishment, you guys hanging from the ceiling for a few days, or getting a whip to improve his memory." ”

After Fred was captured by Filch, George turned out of another passage, looked at Fred who was taken away by Filch, swallowed his saliva, stared down at his paper bag, and hurriedly followed them.

Fred glanced back at George following and breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately his brother didn't flinch, otherwise he would have been caught by Filch in vain.

In other words, this guy still smells of rotten eggs under his feet, and his mouth is constantly nagging, venting his inner anger.

It didn't take long for Filch to bring Fred to his office.

"Don't try to run away, if you do, there will be no good fruit to eat. With a gloomy face, Filch pointed to the chains hanging behind his desk, and whispered, "I'll occasionally oil them, maybe they'll be used someday, but just give you bunnies a hard lesson, and you'll think twice about breaking the school rules in the future, won't you?"

Fred paid no attention to Filch's nagging, and looked at the place that most students avoided.

He began to look for his target, the location of the drawer.

Filch asked as he took a roll of parchment paper from a drawer on his desk, laid it out in front of him, then picked up a long black quill and dipped it in the inkwell

"Name ......" Filch found that the other party did not answer, and raised his head fiercely and asked, "Your name." ”

"Fred Weasley. Fred replied a little nonchalantly, he had already found the exact location of the drawer.

"Crime ......"

"Use a joke in the hallway. ”

"You're defiling the castle. ”

"Punishment and confinement ......" Before Filch could finish speaking, a large fecal egg was thrown into the office from the outside, and a disgusting smell of rotten eggs instantly filled the entire office.

Filch's face froze for a moment, and he threw down his quill and lunged madly towards the door, trying to catch the guy who dared to provoke him.

"Hopefully George will buy more time. Fred strode over to the filing cabinet as soon as Filch chased him out, took out his wand and pointed to a drawer that read: confiscation of supplies, and with a light touch of the highly dangerous drawer, he read, "Alajo Cave open." ”

Fred had practiced the spell many times last night, and he quickly opened the drawer, grabbed an envelope, stuffed it into his pocket without looking, and then closed it again and returned to its place.

Outside the office, Filch's footsteps were approaching, and he had already grabbed George, pulling George's ears into the office.

"Very good, another little bunny. Filch gasped, then pointed to the traces left by the big dung bomb and said, "I'll let you clean up the traces you made, and I'll keep an eye on you, and no one wants to escape, don't want to escape." Now, follow me to Professor McGonagall. ”

A few minutes later, Filch knocked on Professor McGonagall's office and told him about the Weasley brothers' exploits. The expression on the face of the Gryffindor dean immediately fell, Professor McGonagall was not in a good mood because of William's incident yesterday, but he didn't expect this incident to happen again today.

"Gryffindor 20 points, Mr. Weasley, and the confinement, I don't know what you're thinking. Professor McGonagall nodded at Filch, "Your confinement is up to you. ”

"I'm going to make them realize their mistakes. With a triumphant smile on Filch's face, she left Professor McGonagall's office with the twins.

"I want to clean up your shenanigans before confinement. Filch immediately looked back at Professor McGonagall's office and looked at the twin brothers with malicious intent in his eyes.

Fred and George looked at each other, and one of them muttered, "We have a class in the morning." ”

"Then I think you need to take a leave of absence, come with me. Filch strode towards the first floor of the castle.

The twins had to follow Filch, a scene that attracted curious glances and whispers.

Fred turned his head sideways and winked at his brother, indicating that he had succeeded.

George couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the adventure of the two was not in vain, otherwise they would have really pitted themselves into it.

Sure enough, when he caused trouble for Filch, he really couldn't be discovered by the other party.

The two were taken to the broomroom under a spiral staircase on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle, from which Filch took out a bucket, mop, and broom and handed them to the twin brothers.

"Okay, let's start mopping. Filch sneered maliciously at the two of them, "Just to show everyone what punishment should be for being naughty." ”