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    Looking at him like she couldn't believe her eyes.

    "Well, we think we can find a way to get away," said George, smiling and stretching, "it's a very simple move. Well, did you notice, Over the Easter break. Have we been pretty quiet on the vandal front?"

    "Oh, we thought you were busy dating." Ron said sullenly.

    "We ask ourselves, what's the point of destroying leisure time?" Fred ignored Ron and continued, "We answer ourselves, it doesn't make any sense. Of course, if we do, then It's going to interfere with everyone's homework, which is the last thing we want to do."

    He nodded slightly at Hermione, pretending to be solemn. Hermione looked rather surprised at these thoughts.

    "But work will be back to normal from tomorrow." Fred continued briskly, "and since we want to cause some commotion, why not use this opportunity to let Harry What did he steal back?"

    "Yeah, but nonetheless," said Hermione, with an expression on her face as if explaining something very simple to some very dull person, "even if you can do it Tiaohu Lishan, but where should Harry go?"

    "Umbridge's office," Harry said softly. He had been thinking about it all night. "I saw her put the double-sided mirror and retractable ears into a small drawer."

    "First of all, how did you get in there?" Hermione asked.

    "Sirius' knife," he said. "Last Christmas, Sirius gave me a knife that can open any lock," said Harry, "so even if she enchanted the door, the Araho hole wouldn't work, and I'm sure she must have used-"

    "What do you think of the idea?" Hermione asked Ron, which reminded Gwen of the first time Mrs Weasley asked her husband for help at dinner in Grimmauld Place. situation.

    "I don't know," said Ron, looking nervous to ask for his opinion, "If Harry wants to do it, let him decide, right? And you're sure Understood, Hermione. Once Sirius tried to find Harry and saw Umbridge's face..."

    "That's like a true friend and a Weasley." Fred said, patting Ron's back hard, "Okay. We're going to do it tomorrow. , after school, because everyone's in the hallway, the biggest impact - Harry, we're going to start somewhere east of the castle and get her out of our office right away - I think we can promise you —How much? Twenty minutes?" he said, looking at George.

    "No problem," George said.

    "Counting me, about twenty-five minutes." Gwen raised his hand.

    "How are you going to get rid of the tiger?" Ron asked.

    "You'll see, little man," said Fred, when he and George stood up again, "if you're in Gregory's hallway tomorrow at about five o'clock , you can definitely see it.”

    Curtain Call and Sirius

    "Remember, Harry." Fred wrapped a few sandwiches on the Gryffindor table at noon and explained to Harry, "You only have twenty-five minutes. If things aren't right, we'll find a way to alert you." Then he and George walked away without Gwen even showing up at the long table during the lunch break.

    While she was trying to keep herself busy, Gwen had put up banners all over the hallways of the castle and made sure her Advanced Confusion Charm was working—the prominent banners looked like a Dirty oil paintings. After two or three bites of the sandwiches brought by the twins, they discussed splitting up and trying to buy Harry more time.

    "The two of us will eventually meet in the Great Hall," George instructed Gwen, "you run away and don't let her find out."

    "You're kidding me." Gwen said angrily, "Do you want me to miss your curtain call?" She gave Fred a look.

    George saw his brother shrug his shoulders, "Don't look at me, man, I'm on her side this time."

    George sighed, "You still have a year to graduate, Gwen. If Umbridge catches..."

    "Stop talking nonsense," Gwen patted his boyfriend impatiently, then moved his hands up and down, and took out a small box from him. "Those two are enough for me to hide in peace."

    Fred looked at Gwen in surprise, "You have to take care, Gwen. We never tried..."

    "It's time." Gwen tapped George's watch with his finger, "We have to go back to our respective battlefields." After speaking, he looked up at the red-haired wizards, and strained his whole body. Strength hugged George and Fred, making them cough.

    "Good luck to us, and good luck to you, gentlemen." Then Gwen walked to Umbridge's office without looking back, holding a large bag of various fireworks. furthest tower.

    On the other side, ten minutes to five, Harry put on the invisibility cloak. He was waiting on the ice outside Umbridge's office—the new headmaster had built a simple wooden arch bridge outside his door—to cross the dangerous swamp. Harry thought she might be moving to a new third office soon, so tonight was the perfect time.

    At five o'clock, the students filed out from the classrooms on all floors. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound of shaking the ground from Hogwarts Castle.

    There is chaos downstairs. Someone lit a large box of enchanted fireworks.

    Umbridge rushed out of her office immediately. She waved her stubby wand and looked at both ends of the corridor in a panic, then called Filch's name aloud and took a small step. Scrambled to the second floor—it was Fred's place as planned.

    Seeing her disappearing by the stairs, Harry immediately took out his knife, opened the door of the office effortlessly, and slipped in.

    In the corridor, some fire dragons made of green and gold sparks are flying around, spraying gorgeous fire-red airflow along the way, making a huge explosion; brightly colored pink Catherine wheels Fireworks, five feet in diameter, whizzed through the air like many flying saucers; rockets bounced off walls with long, shining tails of silver stars; pyrotechnic sticks wrote automatically in the air Excusing words; firecrackers exploded like landmines everywhere, and they didn't burn up, fade out of sight or hiss to stop, but on the contrary, the more time passed, the more these dazzling wonders seemed to have. energy and motivation.

     Filch and Umbridge stood halfway down the stairs, apparently petrified. A larger Catherine-wheeled firework seemed to think that it needed more room to move, making a terrifying "hum-hum-" sound, turning and flying towards Umbridge and Filch. They both screamed in horror and bent down sharply, and the Catherine Wheels went straight out the window behind them and across the field. At the same time, several fire dragons and a large purple bat emitting frightening smoke escaped towards the third floor using the open door at the end of the corridor.

    "Hurry up, Filch, hurry up!" Shouted Birdmridge, "We've got to do something or they'll be flying all over the school - swoon!"

    Suddenly, a red light erupted from the tip of her wand, hitting a rocket. Instead of stopping in the air, the rocket exploded violently. It blew a hole in a painting of a sad-looking witch in the grass running away in time, only to reappear seconds later. She squeezed into the painting next door, where several wizards were playing cards, and they hurriedly stood up to make room for her.

    "Don't stun them, Filch!" Umbridge shouted angrily, as if Filch had said the spell just now.

    "You're right, Headmaster!" Filch gasped, he was a Squib, he'd rather let him swallow the firecrackers instead of knocking them out. Filch rushed to a nearby cupboard, pulled out a broom, and began slapping the fireworks in mid-air; within seconds the broom head was on fire.

    Umbridge cleverly used the Vanishing Charm again, the crazy fireworks paused for a few seconds, she looked like a toad who had just swallowed a fly proudly, but did not wait for the new headmaster to be happy After a while, the rockets, dragons and other firecrackers chasing her grew tenfold.

    Next, the second and third wave of fireworks shows lively in other parts of Hogwarts Castle.

    After lighting the fire, Gwen found George, who was laughing to tears, among the screaming and applauding students, and she grabbed his hand.

    "Is he out?"

    George wiped his tears, "Not yet, Fred hasn't given us a signal."

    "Okay," Gwen hid behind George, "I'll give him five more minutes." She looked at Umbridge screaming hysterically from a distance, squinting and raising her eyes Wand, "Stop the spell."

    I saw long banners appearing in the corridors behind the squat witch, with a few lines written in dazzling golden ink on the dark red cloth:

    "I mustn't lie—Miss Umbridge, the liar."

    "Let's make a mess of Hogwarts and destroy the wizarding world with your own hands before You-Know-Who can hurt us - the above rules are in compliance with Education Order No. 26"

    "Students are not allowed to use magic in the classroom, not allowed to use magic in the hallway, not allowed to discuss matters unrelated to the subject - sorry guest. Azkaban will go further go here