Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

"Hmm...huh?" The fat lady woke up from her sleep. Her vision was blocked by Fred, and it was dark. "What's going on? Someone put out all the torches in the corridor. It's dark."

"Pig nose, pig nose, pig nose!" Fred was so anxious that he shouted several times.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it." The fat lady complained, and then opened the picture frame.

Fred asked George to go in first, and then he slowly moved behind the picture frame. After making sure that the Fat Lady couldn't see him, he took away his hand that was blocking the Fat Lady's eyes and got into the hole behind the picture frame.

What Fred didn't know was that Hagrid had already arrived at Dumbledore's office. Standing in Dumbledore's office were Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, and Administrator Filch, they were all wearing their pajamas, holding wands, discussing something.

There was only one tall man with a hooked nose and long dark hair.

He was the only one not wearing pajamas, wearing black clothes and a cloak, with a serious expression on his face, listening to what others were saying.

Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, looking up at Hagrid and asking, "Hagrid, have you seen what those two children look like?"

"No, Professor Dumbledore, they ran too fast, and their backs were to me." Hagrid rubbed each other's hands uneasily.

"Have you seen what color the hair is?" Professor Flitwick asked.

Hagrid was very hesitant, "Well...it's hard to say, because the moon shines at night and it's too far away. Maybe it's black? Gray? Brown?"

"What about height? You can always roughly judge height, right?" Professor McGonagall raised her head with difficulty and looked at Hagrid and asked.

"Ah, they should be in the first or second grade, unless they grow slower." Hagrid now felt confident and replied in a thicker voice.

"Filch, did you find anything during your patrol at night?" Dumbledore suddenly looked at Filch and asked.

"Huh?!" Filch looked a little distracted, and was suddenly asked by Dumbledore, unable to recover.

"What? Principal?" Filch's wrinkled face looked confused.

"I'm asking you if you found anything during your patrol at night?" Dumbledore repeated.

"Patrol? Discovered? Oh, patrol, I'm on patrol, but my Mrs. Norris has gone somewhere. She should have come back a long time ago. She shouldn't." Filch was obviously still immersed in the thought. In my own thoughts and conjectures.

At this time, the tall man with a hooked nose and long black hair who had been silent beside him spoke, "Principal, why don't you ask the guardian portraits of each college? They should know very well whether anyone comes in or out in the middle of the night."

"Well... what Severus said makes sense, then go and ask the deans of the respective colleges. There is no need for Professor Sprout. You don't have a guardian portrait there. Then, if the two little wizards Let’s go back to the dormitory, let’s talk about it tomorrow, it’s already very late.” Dumbledore touched his long white beard and nodded.

Everyone left Dumbledore's office one after another, and half an hour later, they gathered together again.

"How's it going? Everyone, have you found anything?" Dumbledore raised his half-moon glasses and asked.

"Me neither." Severus said expressionlessly.

Only Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick looked at each other with tangled expressions.

Dumbledore's expression was subtle, "Professor McGonagall, let's talk first."

Professor McGonagall had a desperate look on her face, "The Fat Madam said that a child opened the door and returned to the dormitory not long ago, but she was blindfolded and couldn't see who it was."

Professor Flitwick then sighed and said, "The eagle-shaped bronze door knocker said that a little wizard came in and out at night."

Severus chuckled, "So you two college students sneaked out at night and ran out of the castle together?"

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick wanted to say something more, but they swallowed their words. After all, it was the little wizard from their own college who ran away, and there was no point in arguing.

Dumbledore stood up and yawned, "That's it. Since the children have gone back to the dormitory, there is nothing to worry about. Everyone should go back and rest early. There are still classes tomorrow."

"Headmaster!" Severus seemed to want to say something more. The next second, Dumbledore touched the phoenix Fawkes next to him and turned into a burst of flame and disappeared.

At this time, Fred and George had already fallen asleep and fell into a deep sleep.

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Fred woke up early the next morning. Fred didn't know what was going on. Even after exercising so hard last night and sleeping for a few hours, he was still energetic, but his legs were a little sore.

This morning was all about Potions. This should be the course that Fred was most looking forward to. The magical potions had special effects, such as the Elixir of Fortune in the original book, which impressed Fred deeply.

A small sip of the elixir can bring a person good luck for hours!If I can take a few sips during the Battle of Hogwarts, I think my luck will not be too bad during the battle!

Secondly, magic potions are very expensive. If you can make magic potions, you can improve yourself and your family's living conditions.

Since there were so many things to bring today, including "Magic Potions and Potions", as well as the cauldron bought from Diagon Alley, glass vials, and brass scales, Fred only had to bring a bunch of these things. Probably put them in a backpack.