94 hp Diagon Alley

It's Hogwarts, the best wizarding school in the world. "

Gwen watched as a few Ravenclaw students cast a spell on the banner, and Umbridge had to endure the thick, resonant voice repeating "Liars", "Azkaban" over and over again.

Fred also rushed to the scene, and he was amazed at Gwen's creativity.

"You two have to help me take the blame for this." Gwen said happily, and she found that Hermione and a few DA girls were doing everything possible to prevent several students from the investigation operation team from tearing down the banner. "To be honest, I still have about a dozen of these works. Ginny helped me snatch them from the elves yesterday-you should notice that there are no tablecloths on the table at Hogwarts today."

Umbridge, disheveled and blackened by the smoke, was sweating all over her face. She finally seemed to be unable to take it anymore, and shouted: "Enough-!"

"I think that's enough." Fred sharply saw Harry's head suddenly appearing in the crowd—it was still inside the invisibility cloak from the neck down, looking weird. "He's got it, we can get ready for the curtain call, man."

Fred and George didn't know what method they used. It seemed that they just waved their wands indiscriminately, and the fireworks surrounding Umbridge were all fired at the wall of the Great Hall.The high wall was full of education orders, which were wiped out under the suicide attack of fireworks, and dozens of wooden frames fell to the ground.

Like a perfect theatrical performance, Fred and George squeezed through a large circle of students and teachers, and stood gracefully in the center of the hall, facing Umbridge, with a death-defying expression on their faces, Peeves floated above them.

"Okay!" Umbridge said triumphantly, putting away his outraged look.Once again she looked at her prey with contempt. "Yeah - you guys think blowing up schools is fun, don'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, and ready the whip. 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—flashing! expulsion! trial!"

"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 crack in the distance.Fred and George's broomsticks darted down the corridor toward their masters, one with the heavy chains and bolts Umbridge had used to fasten them to the wall in the tail of one broom; Turning left, he sped 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 and wary students. "Anyone who wants to buy a Weasley whoosh-boom fireworks, the ones shown upstairs, go to 93 Diagon Alley - Weasley's Magical Joke Shop," he said loudly, "that's Our store address!"

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

"Stop them!" Umbridge shrieked, but it was too late.As Filch and the Investigative Team closed in, Fred and George kicked off the floor and shot fifteen feet into the air, iron bolts dangling menacingly from under their brooms.

George winked at Gwen in mid-air, then a pink smoke ring flew from the tip of his wand and blew Gwen a kiss.

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."

No one had ever seen Peeves obey the orders of his students, but Peeves suddenly waved his funnel hat in salute to Fred and George, the two tall wizards with red hair, amidst the enthusiastic students. He turned sharply amidst the applause, dashed out of the open front door, and flew into the beautiful sunset outside, leaving behind a huge, dazzling W.

The students flocked outside the castle to cheer and applaud.

Umbridge, with his scorched hair and blackened face, pushed aside the crowd and clamped Gwen's shoulders firmly.

"Well, now that they're both gone, you—you bastard—have to take their place," she yelled in a raspy voice.

Gwen pretended to be frightened and said tremblingly, "I don't understand what you're talking about, Professor. What does this have to do with me?"

"Because you follow those two Weasleys every day, because you are just like them - full of lies! Challenge the authority of the Ministry of Magic! Do you think you know everything?" She raised her head and spat hard, It seems that this will make everyone forget what happened just now, and then put the blame on Ollivander.As she spoke, she reached out to pull Gwen's hair.

Gwen let go of one hand in the struggle, and said in a crying voice, "You can't—hit me! Ah!" She let out a horrific scream, while Umbridge was stunned by her shameless slander. When he was dazed, he stuffed the two half candies hidden in his hand into his mouth.

"Merlin bless these two things to eat together." These were Gwen's last thoughts.

As for the scene that others saw, it was Umbridge who went crazy and inexplicably grabbed the innocent Ollivander and slapped the skinny, underage little wizard, and the poor student had a nosebleed. , Fainted and fell to the ground on the spot.

"Get up! You shameless liar! I never touched you!" Umbridge stamped his foot, and even wanted to kick her twice with the toe of his shoe.

The students who were just onlookers suddenly walked forward spontaneously, and tightly surrounded Gwen, who was lying on the ground, and the furious new principal.Katie and a couple of the older Gryffindor girls blocked Gwen and looked at Umbridge angrily.

"We all saw it, Headmaster. You knocked our classmate out."

Umbridge laughed angrily, pinched the little girl's voice and said, "She is no longer your classmate, I have decided to expel her..."

"Before Miss Ollivander accepts your baseless accusation," Professor McGonagall, with her back straightened, and Madam Pomfrey who hurried over also stood in front of Umbridge, "she is still a member of my college." student, and in urgent need of treatment."

"That's right, poor little girl." Madam Pomfrey sighed as she looked at the paper-colored, nosebleed and unconscious Gwen, "No one can take her away from the hospital wing until she recovers." .”

In this way, the two witches ignored Umbridge's threats and took Gwen away on an auto-flying stretcher.

An hour later, Gwen woke up slowly from the snow-white hospital bed in the hospital wing, and Madam Pomfrey happened to pass by with a tray.

"Weasley's candy? I haven't seen such an overbearing drug effect." The stern head nurse hoped for Gwen's explanation.

"Coma flower candy and nosebleed nougat." Gwen stuck out her tongue, "I mixed the two together and ate them."

"You should be glad you're still alive." Madam Pomfrey slapped Gwen on the back hard, "Why do the students never take their own safety seriously."

"Hiss—at least they managed to bring me a moment of peace." Gwen said, touching the hot palm prints on his back with one hand.

"If you want to be quiet," Madam Pomfrey left a small bottle of potion by her bed, the elder witch emphasized her tone, "According to my 'professional' advice, you won't recover so quickly." She Gwen looked at the remaining half of the candy in Gwen's other hand with warning, "Now, good girl, drink this cup of potion." It was the purple potion that Harry had drunk before.

Gwen hid the antidote candy under her pillow, and gladly accepted the professors' offer to stay in the hospital wing for a few more days.After drinking the potion, her eyelids sank, and she fell into a half-dream and half-awake meditation.A firework stick drifted past the inpatient window, still spelling out the word "Bah" indefatigably.

Gwen dreamed over and over again of the daytime scene, the fireworks flying around, the Weasley twins disappearing in the afterglow of the setting sun, the big red-haired boy laughing brightly, showing his white and neat teeth, as if two escaped from the sky. A magpie in a cage.

She thought of the Muggle novel her father had left her, and there was a passage in it that she had read and reread as a child, until at this moment she understood the true meaning. "All my life I like to follow people who make me feel interested, because in my mind, real people are crazy, they love life, love to chat, and they want to have a