"Please tell me, this is not a dream, George"
When the black curtain was opened, flashing lights and shadows appeared in front of the twin brothers, fighting for their success in breaking into the office of a mysterious investigator. The two complacent people suddenly froze
They stared at the wall blankly, rubbing their eyes in disbelief, as if a Muggle who scorned magic had seen real magic for the first time. , the expression is both absurd and ridiculous.
"Sorry, brother" George Weasley murmured softly, unable to open and close his mouth. He blinked desperately, trying to understand the great invention he saw, "I can't give you any guarantees." , but, I think we have figured out how this Mr. Brain is spying on the entire Hogwarts from his office. All I can say is, this is crazy."
"Yeah, It’s crazy.”
Fred’s voice sounded like he was stunned. He lowered his head and glanced at the parchment with many words swimming around in his hand, and then focused his eyes on each picture. In the grid screen, the sound of breathing gradually became heavier,
"Our map is really incomparable to this thing, oh, but I still don't understand, how on earth he did all this"< /p>
It took the twins about ten minutes to rescue themselves from the endless shock. The first thing they did after regaining consciousness was to throw themselves against the wall, wishing that their eyes were embedded in it. in the walls.
Because he was too excited, a trickle of blood began to flow from George's nostrils, which had stopped bleeding. However, he completely ignored his increasingly pale face and dizzy head. He only cared about being gentle. Fred analyzes how Mr. Brain turned into this epoch-making invention
"I dare to bet you Percy's prefect badge, Fred, there must be extremely advanced transfiguration in it"< /p>
George's eyes shone with reverence. He kept poking the wall with his fingers, but his eyes wandered around the wall.
"There should be an alchemy tool. It is to transfer the pictures from all over the castle to this wall that has been transformed with magic, and then restore it into a picture that can be understood."
"That's not all."
Fred Loudly added, "Look at the perspective of these pictures, George, he has at least installed hundreds of alchemy props for surveillance in the castle. Damn it, what on earth can have such an amazing function"
The twins stood in front of the wall and discussed non-stop, analyzing the technical means that might be used in this system. In the end, they came to a consensus that this set of monitoring equipment relied on multi-disciplinary magical knowledge, and that knowledge was very It's so profound that they can't figure it out now
"Do you think, if we ask for advice sincerely, is it possible for him to hand over this hand to us?" Fred's face was full of hope, and he stared at the screen. , suddenly felt that the map in his hand, which he regarded as a treasure, no longer smelled good.
"I have a question, brother"
George held his nose and looked ugly."If Mr. Blaine has been staying in the office and monitoring everyone's actions, does that mean?"
The twins looked at each other and both woke up. There were several nights last week when they sneaked out in the middle of the night. The adventure of leaving the lounge and wandering around the castle was probably witnessed by Mr. Blaine.
"He didn't report it to Professor McGonagall. Maybe, he happened to fall asleep when we went out for a walk." Fred's face didn't look good either. The possibility he guessed was even beyond his reach. Can't believe it.
No matter why Mr. Blaine did not expose them, now is not a good time to delve into this issue. They have not forgotten that in about ten minutes, Amosta Blaine will finish washing and return. Coming to this monitoring room, after closing the curtain, Fred helped George, who was dizzy, to the door. When his hand touched the door handle and twisted, his expression turned sad, < /p>
"There's a very interesting information, George, that I can't wait to share with you."
"I'm also very eager to hear that interesting information from you, Fred. "George held his head and squinted his eyes and said, "But I hope you can wait until I'm lying on Madam Pomfrey's bed before sharing with me, Fred."
"I'm afraid... It won’t be that time.”
Fred twisted the handle hard again, but as he expected, the bronze door handle didn’t move at all. “I think we two were ambushed.”
A silent silence fell quietly. Fred and George looked at each other awkwardly, both seeing the strange stupidity shining in the other's eyes.
The secret room opener who was entrusted with the important task by the school board of directors and sent into the school to track down the dangerous secret room must be an experienced wizard. How could such a wizard be so careless as to ignore this extremely important monitoring room? Fortified
Ten seconds later, the self-rescue operation began
George broke away from Fred's support. They were three feet apart and simultaneously pulled out their wands and pointed them at the doorknob. After resolutely looking at each other, they shouted at the same time,
"Shattered to pieces"
A faint light like water ripples flashed across the round door handle, and then returned to silence, without any occurrence. any changes.
“Damn it, this cunning guy,” Fred cursed through gritted teeth, “He had already planned to catch the little wizard who broke into his office, right?”
< p> Unwilling to give up, Fred and George tried several times in succession, but to no avail. All the spells were blocked by the powerful defensive spell on the door. Fred glanced anxiously at the door in his hand. Parchment paper, just choose the most primitive way to break it hard, hoping to close the door tightly."Don't do stupid things, Fred." George's eyes wandered around, and he quickly targeted the window on the wall near the Forbidden Forest. "Come and help, brother, maybe we can Escape from here."
"Are you crazy, George?" Fred said with wide eyes in surprise, "This is the third floor. I would rather be caught by Mr. Investigator and sent to McGonagall. professor, and don’t want to jump down and break his neck.”
Despite what he said, Fred still trotted behind George and came to the window.
But, again, it’s good. After a flurry of work, the two of them collapsed on the ground, completely defeated.
“Can you imagine, George?” Fred scratched his hair frantically with a look of collapse, “No normal person would be able to connect. "Apply a protective spell to the window"
Amosta walked out of the prefect's bathroom with wet hair. He seemed to be in a good mood. When he passed the statue of Goofball Polis, he even hummed
To be honest, he regretted not asking Professor Snape to become a prefect when he was in school. Being a prefect can indeed enjoy things that ordinary young wizards cannot enjoy. Needless to say, the entire floor of the room I have been using is paved with luxurious snow-white marble, and the bathroom is as big as a swimming pool. It is enviable enough
The only unsightly thing is that the portrait of a sleeping mermaid on the wall always likes to secretly open its eyes to look at his eight strong abdominal muscles when he closes his eyes to rest, which makes Amosta feel a little embarrassed. < /p>
There were still two minutes before the time when the little wizards were about to finish class. Amosta walked leisurely from the sixth floor to the third floor. Finally, he shook out his wand from his sleeve and said with a smile on his face. Standing at the door of his office with a smile, his voice was extremely brisk,
"Then, let me reveal the mystery of the person who committed the crime." Please remember to save it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading