"Poof. Well, ahem. ”

George laughed out loud at Rig's question.

"First of all, we are professional and generally don't laugh."

"Unless you can't help it, hahahahaha."

Fred also put his little brother Ron around and turned back, laughing when he heard this.

"So Quirrell is a bald scoop!"

"We put our hats on the table at the door of his office, and he seems to have a bunch of identical scarves that are regularly changed by the house-elves. ”

When he knocked on the door, he opened it and took it off, and then he removed the scarf from his head. The bare top of his head. ”

"Merlin's wig. After his head was bitten, he screamed so loudly that it didn't sound like his. ”

Fred shuddered, "It's definitely because our design is still too painful, and we have to test and tweak it again." ”

"So, um, Quirrell's head was also whitened and rejuvenated?"

Rig said with a strange expression.

Please Voldemort beauty skincare, this is something he didn't expect.

"No, I'm still curious that Luo met us, and we used the spell well."

George replied immediately.

"Puff—————— cough cough"

"Rig, Rig, what's wrong with you Rig!"

It took too long to save Ron.

Rig had been listening to the twins tell the story of their prank of Quirrell, and continued to eat his breakfast as he listened.

It's not long before I go to Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Harry and Ron sat down again and began to eat in a race against the clock.

Hearing George, they told Quirrell that he had used a biting hat with a hair growth charm.

Rig squirted milk out of his mouth in one gulp, choking as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, so Quirrell has hair on his head?"

Rig thought about Voldemort behind Quirrell's head and coughed even harder.

Hermione and Harry were scrambling to help Rig get his way, patting him on the back and taking the paper.

Rig took Hermione's tissue in a hoarse voice and wiped away the tears that had choked out.

"yes, although we ran away with one look, the spell was already in effect at that time, and the hair was growing like crazy from the top of the head to the back of the head."

Quirrell burst into tears of joy and fell to his knees.

George can understand the pain of baldness in middle-aged men.

Why is their hair growth spell so good?

Arthur Weasley, their father, was bald a long time ago.

The family's money is not enough for him to have the luxury of buying a long-lasting wig.

You can only let the twins who peek at him help cast spells on top of his head.

The Hair Growth Spell will only last for a few days, and if it fails, it will need to be replaced.

"It's a secret between men." Arthur said with some bitterness.

George thought about his father, and he could understand why Quirrell was on his knees in joy.

Not every wizard knows how to grow a hair charm, and their father seems to have learned it from some noble relative.

Rig covered his face and laughed silently.

Voldemort with a hairy face.

What a kiwi!

Not to mention promising the twins to help consign the work.

Rig is willing to pay 50 gold gallons for their whole job today!

Rig put down his hand and said, "We'll be Quirrell's Defence Against the Dark Arts class in a moment, George and Fred, do you want to go with us to see the effect?" ”

The twins happily agreed.

It was a pity that they waited for Quirrell for a full hour in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and did not wait for the Professor Quirrell they were expecting.

The twins had no choice but to continue to adjust the product.

Quirrell asks Professor McGonagall, who is passing by, to help her call in sick.

Professor McGonagall had just arrived in the classroom to announce the sad news.

The little wizards who had been waiting in the classroom for a long time ran out of the classroom with a cheer.

The good news is that Professor McGonagall's serious face doesn't look so intimidating.

Hermione was overjoyed to hear that there was no class today, and pulled Rig and them straight to the bathroom.

"Make-up lessons. I'm going to have to make up for both of you. ”

Hermione said solemnly, "Rig is fine, but Harry and Ron ...... you two"

Harry looked at the ground, Ron looked at the sky, and no one looked at Hermione anyway.

They know it themselves.

In the second half of the semester, my mind was not in class, and every day I either thought about a night trip or indulged in the Mirror of Eris.

The homework was all about begging Rig and Hermione every day.

Big guy, Caicai, help. JPG

Rig had another idea.

Today, he doesn't have a senior class to audit, so he might as well do something that he can't usually do during the day.

Rig thought for a moment and said, "Quirrell won't be going out today, so should we go down to the trapdoor and have a look?" ”

Harry and Ron looked up in surprise.

As long as you don't study, you can do anything.

Hermione wanted to speak and stopped, stopped talking and wanted to speak, and hesitated for a long time.

In the end, I listened to Rig's idea.

They really don't know anything about the world under the trapdoor.

If the Philosopher's Stone is taken by Quirrell.

What's the point of their daily night outing?

And Rig studied so well and added so many points, Hermione convinced herself again.

It's almost her daily routine in the foursome.

Harry and Ron cheered.

The four of them put their things in the bathroom, put on their cloaks of invisibility and went down the hallway.

It's fun to hide from the little wizards in Hogwarts during the day.

Rig passes by Hermione's roommate, Patil.

They were also heard whispering to surprise Hermione, who had recently helped with the highlight.

Hermione in the invisibility cloak smiled in surprise, and two sweet little dimples appeared on her face.

Harry and Ron really wanted to make fun of Hermione, but they had to keep it quiet so they wouldn't be discovered.

Along the way, the four of them nervously tugged at each other's clothes, like an eagle catching a chick in a chick, one after the other.

Harry's back at the front was soaked with sweat.

I never saw so many rampaging little wizards in Hogwarts.

At the end, Rig carefully maintained the illusion spell on the lower half of the lower body of the four people.

lest Ron and his feet be spotted when moving.

An hour later, they were outside the hallway on the fourth floor.

Hermione's Alaho Cave Spell is getting better and better.

He took out his wand and recited the incantation, with precision and without error.

The door opened.

Four people, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, and they squeezed into the door one by one.

It was daytime, and Lu Wei was full of food and drink, basking in the warm sunlight of the classroom.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, its limp ears suddenly stood up.

Ron wore an invisibility cloak on his head and groped around his body.

Lu Wei, who didn't see anyone coming in, closed his eyes again, and his ears kept turning.

Ron pulled out his worn-out flute.

It's a little wizard toy, and although it's ten years old, it's still ready to do.

Ron sang the school song in a low voice.

The flute also intermittently flowed the melody of the school song sung by Ron.

It's just that as if it's a cassette, singing a sentence will be repeated twice.

When Lowe heard Ron singing, he stood up angrily and was about to roar.

A brisk minor key echoes through the classroom.

Lou Wei's eyelids grew heavier and heavier......

Finally, he sat down and fell asleep.

Ron carefully pressed the button on the flute, and the same melody began to repeat itself a second and a third time......

They stripped off their invisibility cloaks and crept towards the trapdoor.

As they approached the three giant heads, they could feel the hot, stinking smell of Louwey.

"I didn't expect this thing to work, I've seen it when I was a kid." Ron whispered, "I think we can pull the trapdoor open." ”

He looked behind the big dog and gently lowered the flute.

"Harry will be the first to go down, Ron and Hermione in the middle, I'll be behind."

Rig arranged.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all nodded.

"Okay." Harry gritted his teeth and stepped carefully over the big dog's lap. He bent down and pulled the tab on the trapdoor, and the door opened suddenly.

Rig moved the flute and the cloak to a corner out of Love's reach.

"What can you see?" Hermione asked Harry anxiously.

"Oh, it looks like a green lawn? There was no ladder to go down, so we had to jump. ”