94 hp Diagon Alley

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

"Well, we think we can find a way to get out of here," said George, laughing and stretching. "It's a pretty simple maneuver. Well, did you notice, the Easter holidays. We're deliberate Has it been fairly quiet on the devastated front?"

"Oh, we thought you were busy with a relationship," said Ron grimly.

"We asked ourselves, what's the point of destroying free time?" Fred went on, ignoring Ron. It’s the last thing we want to do.”

He gave Hermione a slight nod with feigned dignity.Hermione looked rather taken aback by these thoughts.

"But from tomorrow on, things will be back to normal," Fred went on briskly, "and since we want to cause some commotion, why don't we use this opportunity to get Harry to steal back what's his?"

"Yeah, but nonetheless," said Hermione, with the look on her face as if she was explaining something very simple to someone very dull, "even if you do get away with it, where is Harry going?" Where are you looking for?"

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

"How do you get in there in the first place?" Hermione asked.

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

"What do you think of that idea?" Hermione asked Ron, reminding Gwen of Mrs. Weasley asking her husband for help the first time she had dinner in Grimmauld Place.

"I don't know," said Ron, looking a little nervous about asking his opinion. "If Harry wants to do it, he should let him decide, right? And you know, Hermione. Once Sirius I was looking for Harry, but I saw Umbridge's face..."

"That's how you sound like real friends and Weasleys." Fred said, patting Ron on the back hard. "Okay then. We plan to act tomorrow, after school, because everyone is In the corridors, it will have the greatest impact--Harry, we will do it somewhere on the east side of the castle, and immediately lead her away from her office-I think we can guarantee you-how much? Two 10 Minutes?" he said, looking at George.

"No problem," George said.

"About 25 minutes including me." Gwen held up her hand.

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

"You'll see, little boy," said Fred, as he and George stood up again. "You'll be sure to see if you're in Gregory the Sycophant's corridor about five o'clock tomorrow."

The Curtain Show and Whereabouts of Sirius

"Remember, Harry." Fred wrapped a few sandwiches on the Gryffindor table at noon, and explained to Harry, "You only have 25 minutes. If the situation is not right, we will find a way to remind you ’” Then he and George skittered off, Gwen not even showing up at the long table during lunch break.

At this moment, she was trying to keep herself busy, Gwen hung banners in the corridors of the castle, and made sure that her advanced confusion spell was working-these conspicuous banners looked like dirty oil paintings at the moment .After eating the sandwiches brought by the twins in two or three mouthfuls, they discussed splitting up and trying to buy Harry more time.

"The two of us will meet in the auditorium eventually," George told Gwen, "and then you will run far away before she finds out."

"You're kidding me," Gwen said angrily. "Am I going to miss your closing act?" She gave Fred a look.

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

George sighed, "You're still a year away from graduating, Gwen. If Umbridge catches you..."

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

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

"It's time." Gwen tapped George's watch with her fingers, "We have to go back to our respective battlefields." After speaking, she looked up at the red-haired wizards, and hugged George and Fred with all her strength. , making them cough.

"I wish us success, and I wish you a bright future, gentlemen." Then Gwen, holding a large package of various fireworks, walked towards the tower farthest from Umbridge's office without looking back.

On the other hand, at ten minutes to five, Harry put on the invisibility cloak.He waited 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 figured she might be moving to a third new office soon, so tonight would be the perfect time.

At five o'clock, the students filed out from the classrooms on each floor.Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from Hogwarts Castle.

Downstairs was in chaos.Someone lit a large box of enchanted fireworks.

Umbridge immediately rushed out of her office, waved her stubby wand and looked at both ends of the corridor in a panic, then called Filch's name loudly, and ran towards the second floor with small steps— According to the plan, it was Fred's territory.

As soon as Harry saw her disappearing down the stairs, he immediately took out his pocket knife, opened the door of the office without any difficulty, and slipped in.

In the corridor, some fire dragons made of green and gold sparks are flying around, ejecting gorgeous fiery red airflows and making huge explosions along the way; bright pink Catherine wheel fireworks, five feet in diameter, Spinning through the air with terrible whoosh sounds like so many flying saucers; rockets bouncing off walls with long, shining tails of silver stars; pyrotechnic sticks writing curse words in the air; firecrackers everywhere Exploding like landmines, they don't burn out, fade out of sight or come to a hissing halt, but instead, these dizzying wonders seem to gain more energy and momentum with time.

Filch and Umbridge stood on the lower half of the stairs, visibly petrified.A relatively large Catherine Wheel Firework seemed to think that it needed more room to move, and made a terrifying "buzz-buzz-hum" sound, spinning and flying towards Umbridge and Filch.They both yelled and slammed down in terror, and the Catherine Wheel sparkler flew straight out the window behind them and across the field.At the same time, several fire dragons and a big purple bat emitting scary smoke took advantage of the open door at the end of the corridor to escape to the third floor.

"Come on, Filch, come on!" shrieked Urmridge, "we've got to do something before they're flying all over the school—swoon!"

A burst of red light erupted from the tip of her wand, hitting a rocket.Instead of stopping in mid-air, the rocket exploded violently.It blasts a hole in a painting in which a melancholy-looking witch escapes in time in a meadow, only to reappear seconds later.She squeezed into the next painting, where a few wizards were playing cards, and they got up hastily to make room for her.

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

"You're right, Headmaster!" gasped Filch, who was actually a Squib, and it would be better for him to swallow those firecrackers than to stun them.Filch rushed to a nearby cupboard, pulled out a broom, and began slapping the fireworks vigorously in mid-air; within seconds the broom head was on fire.

Umbridge cleverly used the Vanishing Charm again, and the crazy fireworks paused for a few seconds, she was like a toad/toad who had just swallowed a fly proudly, but before the new headmaster was happy, the rocket, the dragon and the chasing The other firecrackers she ran grew tenfold.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third waves of fireworks were staged lively in other places in Hogwarts Castle.

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

"Has he come out yet?"

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

"Okay," Gwen hid behind George, "I'll give him another 5 minutes." She looked at Umbridge who was screaming hysterically from a distance, squinted her eyes and raised her wand, "Curse stops immediately."

I saw long banners appearing in the corridors on both sides behind the chunky witch, and a few lines of words were written in dazzling golden ink on the dark red cloth:

"I can't tell lies - Miss Umbridge, who tells a lot of lies."

"Let's mess up Hogwarts and destroy the wizarding world with our own hands before the mysterious man harms us—the above regulations are in line with "No. 20 Education Order No. [-]""

"Students are not allowed to use magic in class, not to use magic in the corridors, not to discuss matters not related to the subject - sorry, guest. Azkaban has to go further, here