Filch's office was on the first floor, and they had just arrived when a large group of students were rushing out of the cafeteria.

They covered their mouths and noses, as if a dark wizard was chasing them behind them. Even when they saw Filch, they didn't slow down.

"Don't run around the halls!"

Filch's roar still had some effect, and the students hurried out of the hall and stopped.

Carl saw Cedric running past him, and immediately grabbed him: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's Peeves!" Cedric's face was ugly, and he had always been mild-tempered, and he rarely said something serious, "That trickster didn't know where to get the big dung bomb, everyone was eating, and it was too late when he found out!" ”

He sniffed: "Oh my God! Why does this smell stench get there? Did you encounter Peeves too? ”

Karl glanced at Filch, and Nunu said, "Mr. Filch has suffered a disaster, and he is about to take me back and hang me." “

As soon as Cedric heard this, he knew that Karl was going to commit something and was caught: "What about Fred and George?" ”

"It should be hanging in his office!"

Cedric patted Karl on the shoulder sympathetically: "I said it earlier. ”

Filch had already heard Cedric's explanation, he glared at Karl and smirked, "Good. Make a note of your merits. ”

Karl pouted, but didn't speak.

"Are you also his accomplice?"

Cedric didn't dare to take on this responsibility, he gestured to Carl for the rest of the conversation, and hurried away.

Filch's office was dim and dirty, windowless, except for a lone oil lamp hanging from a low ceiling. There was a faint stench in the air - it was already on Fred and George. The walls were lined with wooden filing cabinets, and judging by the labels, Carl estimated that the cabinets contained detailed information about each student Filch had punished.

On the wall behind Filch's desk hung a set of hings and handcuffs and shackles, just as Filch said, shiny freshly oiled.

He glanced at the names on the filing cabinets, and the most conspicuous was a drawer with handwritten letters on it: "Confiscation of supplies, high danger!! ”

The three big exclamation marks filled with the feelings of the person who wrote the word at the time.

When Fred and George saw him, they winked at him. Obviously, during the time Filch was away, they didn't stay where they were.

Filch had the three of them stand in a row and take everything out, grabbing a quill from a jar on his desk, and pulling out the parchment from the drawer.

He laid the parchment in front of him, took a long black quill pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote down the names of several people with a brush, muttering:

"Name······ Crimes: Going out without permission, carrying contraband, using a large dung bomb in the hallway, assaulting the administrator, attacking the teacher, encouraging Peeves to use a big dung bomb in the dining room······ Penalty Recommendation ······"

Fred and George's eyes widened, and they quietly gave Carl a thumbs up.

George even muttered, "Carl, you're such a genius!" ”

"Don't you have any shame?!" Filch looked up angrily, his sagging cheeks twitching with anger, "You're the best first-year students, with the extraordinary talent that your professor praises, and yet you're addicted to these trick-or-treats all day long!" ”

The office fell silent, and Carl looked embarrassed.

He filled out all the forms, told the three of them to wait here and left.

"Aren't you curious about what's in that high-danger drawer?" Carl asked suddenly, looking at the drawer.

Fred and George looked at each other with the same smile on their faces: "Carl ······"

"We just went through it, and the cabinets are locked." The twins sighed at the same time.

Karl smiled, and he took out his wand: "We're wizards!" He walked quickly to the filing cabinet, the tip of his staff against the lock of the filing cabinet: "Alaho Cave Open!" ”

As soon as the lock clicked, the counter immediately popped up slightly.

Carl quickly pulled the cabinet out.

"What's inside?" The twins stood in the doorway, poking their heads out curiously

"Just a piece of parchment." Karl frowned, and he pointed his wand at the parchment, "Hurry up." ”

The parchment immediately trembled for a moment, and then a few beautiful lines of floral script appeared: "Raiders greet Fred Weasley, George Weasley, who has a great talent, and pay tribute to Carl Turinusdo, who has caused great trouble." This is a gift we have prepared for those who come after us, and we sincerely hope that you will live in an age without war and carry out the great cause of mischief to the end. ”

The twins, who were in charge of looking out for the wind, made a gesture and immediately ran over. Karl put the parchment in his pocket, closed the drawer, and waved his wand: "Restore as before." ”

He quickly put away his wand and stood in place like the twins, his head bowed and looking like a good baby.

He did this in elementary school I don't know how many times, and countless teachers would see him raise his hand when he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes.

The twins were also experienced, and immediately understood the meaning of Carl's move, and also followed Karl's posture and bowed their heads.

Two footsteps came from behind them, and soon a pair of black men's leather boots stood in front of Carl.

Carl's heart chuckled, he knew something was going to be wrong this time, not just because of the boots, but because he smelled the familiar stench.

It was the rotten smell of boiling strange potions.

"Tut-tut, Carl, Fred, George. When Filch found me, I guessed it was you. Snape's trademark slow, soft voice rang in the ears of the trio.

Karl raised his head and looked incredulous: "How could it be ······"

"Could it be me?" Snape gave a mocking look, "Professor McGonagall went to the Ministry of Magic to take care of some things, and now I'm in charge of school matters. ”

"You?" Carl couldn't help but repeat, his voice two full degrees louder, "You!?" ”

"Hah! Questioning the professor, Gryffindor deducts five points. Snape sneered, "Are you worried that I won't be able to do justice to this?" Are you questioning me, as the Head of Slytherin, not qualified to run this school? Use your poor brain! ”

Karl's head raced, and he was shocked to realize that Snape was indeed the best candidate after Professor McGonagall. Professor Flitwick doesn't look like a human being, and he is usually very low-key and peaceful, and he definitely can't do that.

As for Professor Sprout, she is even more of a non-controversial person, and she is either in the office or in the greenhouse on weekdays. And in terms of the influence of the school, Slytherin also beat Hufflepuff.

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape." Carl whispered softly for the first time, and Fred and George also looked dejected.

They all had a bad premonition.