Together [HP]

Jacqueline patted Hermione on the shoulder, she let go of her hand, and Pansy followed Umbridge to the sixth floor.She still turned to look at Hermione anxiously as she climbed the stairs.

Hermione gave Jacqueline a reassuring nod, and she followed the crowd into the hall.

Jacqueline and Pansy followed Umbridge upstairs, joined by students from the inspection team all the way.They went all the way up to the sixth floor, and Umbridge's eyes and nose seemed to be crooked when he saw what was happening in the corridor.The corridor on the east side of the sixth floor has turned into a large swamp. Fred and George are standing in front of the swamp, constantly pulling out their fireworks, and continuously moving towards the growing swamp. All kinds of fireworks are thrown in the swamp.

All kinds of firecrackers were flying in the air in the corridor, brushing the inspection team and Umbridge's hair from time to time.A small yellow rocket brushed Malfoy's cheek directly, causing him to yelp and rush behind Goyle.

Jacqueline stroked her chin and looked at Fred and George who were having fun there. She began to think about whether her investment could be returned.

"Stop you all!" Umbridge shrieked, dodging the flying rockets and fireworks.But Fred and George didn't care at all. They kept taking out all kinds of fireworks from their pockets and throwing stink bombs into the air.Jacqueline and Pansy exchanged glances, and they hopped around the hallway.

"Stop it, you two, I want, I want to fire you, fire! Punish, punish hard," Umbridge yelled. "I want to put you in confinement, a semester of confinement!"

"There's always a moment when they run out of things." Pansy and Jacqueline found a safe place to hide with great difficulty. "By that time, the two of them will be finished."

"The two of them won't be finished." Jacqueline sneaked a peek at the swamp from behind the pillar, and the next moment she saw Umbridge being hit by a big dung bomb. "They better have stock." Jacqueline retracted her head and said to herself, "Otherwise they are really finished."

The ups and downs in the corridor lasted for a full ten minutes before Fred and George glanced at each other, "I've run out of stock." Fred turned to George, "George, what about you?"

"I think so too," said George cheerfully. "I think we should get away." They glanced at each other and started to run for the stairs.

"Stop 'em!" Umbridge yelled, drawing her wand from her pocket, as if intending to give it to Brother Weasley.But the Weasley brothers seemed to have eyes behind their backs, and jumped over dodgingly.But then they were thrown to the ground by Goyle and Crabbe.

"We've got them!" Malfoy slowly came out from under a wall lamp, his light blonde hair, which had been meticulously combed, was now almost as messy as Harry's.

"Good job!" Umbridge scrambled to her feet, her pink suit covered in dust. "Twenty points for Slytherin."

Umbridge ordered out of breath, "Argus, go, go to my office, I have a Whip Whip Writ in my drawer, go and bring it to me, I will punish this Two lads! Gore, Crabbe! You, you put these two people in the hall, I want to be in front of all the students, I want them to know what the consequences are for opposing me!"

Goyle and Crabbe responded, head held high and laughing, and walked downstairs.Malfoy looked at Pansy and Jacqueline, sneered, and proudly walked up the stairs with the others.

"Caning?" Pansy glanced at Jacqueline, "It seems that other colleges will have a hard time after this."

"It's the opposite." Jacqueline raised her jaw towards the jubilant crowd at the foot of the stairs. "It's Umbridge who's having a hard time."

"Why do you always hold the opposite view to me, my roommate?"

Jacqueline opened her mouth, she seemed to want to say something, but she just let out a long sigh and patted Pansy on the shoulder, "You don't understand people, Miss Parkinson."

The students in the foyer formed a large circle along the wall, and the most conspicuous among them were the members of the investigation team and Umbridge who were covered in what looked like stinky juice.Umbridge seemed to have tried hard, but there was still nothing he could do with those things.The teachers and ghosts were also in the crowd, and Peeves floated over the heads, staring down at Fred and George, who stood in the middle of the hall with death-defying expressions on their faces.

Hermione looked very worried in the crowd, she looked at Jacqueline, and started scratching her face again and again.Jacqueline pressed her palm down to signal Hermione not to worry, and then she walked to the other members of the investigation team.

"Okay!" said Umbridge triumphantly, and once again she looked at her prey with contempt. "Okay, you guys thought it would be fun to turn one of the school corridors into a swamp, didn't you?"

"Very interesting, yes," said Fred, looking up at her without the slightest sign of fear.

Filch was on the verge of tears of joy as he pushed his way through the crowd to Umbridge.

"I've got that, Headmaster," he said hoarsely, waving a piece of parchment, "I've got that, whip ready, oh, let me do it now??"

"Very well, Argus," said Umbridge. "You two," she went on, staring down at Fred and George, "will know what happens to people who do bad things in my school."

"Know what?" said Fred. "I don't think we'll know."

He turned to his twin brother.

"George," said Fred, "I think we've grown out of full-time education."

"Yeah, I've been thinking that too," said George cheerfully.

"Now it's time to test our talents in the real world, don't you think?" Fred asked.

"Exactly," said George.

Before Umbridge could say a word, they raised their wands and said at the same time.

"Flying broom!"

There was a loud popping sound in the distance, and Fred and George's broomsticks darted down the corridor toward their masters, one with Umbridge on the tail to tether them to the wall. the heavy chains and bolts on them; turning to the left, they flew down the stairs and came to a stop in front of the twins, the chains clattering loudly on the flag-marked stone floor.

"We won't see you again," Fred said to Professor Umbridge, stepping onto his broomstick.

"Yeah, don't bother keeping in touch," George said, getting on his broomstick.Fred looked around at the huddled, silent, wary students. "Anyone who wants to buy a portable swamp, the one shown upstairs, just go to Weasley's Magical Jokes, 93 Diagon Alley," he said loudly. "That's where we are!"

"Hogwarts students can enjoy a discounted price as long as they swear to use our products to drive away this old bat." George added, pointing to Professor Umbridge.

"Stop them!" screamed Ulmridge, but it was too late.As the Investigative Team approached, Fred and George kicked off the floor and shot fifteen feet into the air, the iron bolt dangling menacingly from under the broom.Fred watched as the mischievous Peeves, at his own height, floated over the heads of the crowd across the hall.

"Send her to hell for us, Peeves."

Peeves must have never obeyed the orders of the students before, but Peeves suddenly waved his funnel hat to salute Fred and George, and they turned sharply to the enthusiastic applause of the students below. , dashing out the open front door and out into the beautiful sunset.

The story of Fred and George's flight to freedom was retold countless times over the next few days, and it would soon become part of Hogwarts lore.A week later, even the eyewitnesses at the scene were somewhat convinced that they had seen the twins swoop down on Umbridge on broomsticks, hurl several dung bombs at her, and fly out of the gate.As a direct consequence of their departure, there has been an upsurge in attempts to emulate them.What students often say between classes is, "Honestly, sometimes I just want to hop on my broomstick and get out of this place." Or, "One more class like this, and I might be Back to Weasley."

Probably no one will soon forget Fred and George.First, they didn't say how the swamp that now filled the sixth-floor corridor on the east side of the castle would be removed.It has been seen that Umbridge and Filch tried various methods to clear the swamp, but failed.Finally, the area was roped off, and Filch, gnashing his teeth with rage, took over the task of ferrying the students across the swamp in the gondola to their classrooms.Of course teachers like McGonagall and Flitwick could clear the swamp in the blink of an eye, but just like with Fred and George's fireworks, they seemed more than happy to watch Umbridge waste their efforts there.

Then there were the two large broomstick-shaped holes in Umbridge's office door, which Fred and George's Sweep had punched in as they raced to reunite with their master.Filch fitted her with a new door and moved Harry's Firebolt into the basement, where Umbridge was rumored to have an armed troll guard guarding the Firebolt.However, her troubles were far from over.

Inspired by the example of Fred and George, there is now a large body of students vying for the newly vacated seat of troublemaker.Despite the new door, someone had managed to sneak a long, furry snuffed Niffler into Umbridge's office.It immediately made a mess of the office, looking for something shiny, and jumped on Umbridge, trying to bite off a few rings off her stubby fingers.Dung bombs and stink bombs were thrown into the corridors one after another, and it became the new fashion for students to chant bubble head curses to themselves after class, which ensured their own fresh air, but also made them look weird. It's like turning a goldfish bowl upside down on your head.

With a riding whip in his hand, Filch wandered around the corridor, eager to catch those troublemakers, but the problem was that there were so many of them right now that he didn't know which direction to look for them at all.The investigative action team wanted to help him, but strange things happened to their members.Wallington of the Slytherin Quidditch team is said to have been in the school hospital with a horrible skin disease that looked like he was covered in cornflakes.Goyle missed all his classes because he suddenly had antlers growing on his head.Even Jacqueline and Pansy were not spared. They were ambushed by a large group of people in the corridor and dropped a lot of stink bombs.Of course, the result was that those people were deducted points by Jacquiline and put in confinement by Hermione at the same time.

Now, it's pretty clear how much Fred and George had sold before they left Hogwarts.No sooner had Umbridge entered his classroom than the students in it began to pass out, vomit, develop severe fevers, or squirt nosebleeds from both nostrils.Screaming in despair, she tried to track down the origin of these mysterious illnesses, but the students insisted that she had "Umbridge Syndrome".After four classes of solitary confinement, unable to uncover their secrets, she had to throw in the towel, allowing bleeding, passed out, and vomiting students to leave her classroom in droves.

But even those students who used skipping candies were no match for Peeves, the master of trouble, who seemed to take Fred's parting words to heart.Shouting wild laughter, he flew across the school, overturning tables, bursting from blackboards, overturning statues and vases; It was still howling loudly when it was rescued.Peeves smashed lanterns, extinguished candles, juggled burning torches over screaming students, pushed neatly stacked parchments into the fire or out the window; All the taps, soaking the entire third floor, throwing a pack of tarantulas into the middle of the auditorium at breakfast time.Whenever he wanted to pause, he would spend hours chasing after Umbridge, laughing loudly whenever she spoke.

With the exception of Filch, no one on the staff seemed to be actively helping Umbridge.In fact, a week after Fred and George left, Jacqueline and Hermione were walking down the corridor and saw Professor McGonagall walking right by Peeves, who was determined to unscrew a A crystal chandelier, and they heard Professor McGonagall say to the mischievous Peeves from the corner of his mouth, "It should be turned the other way."