[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

Early the next morning, I opened my eyes and saw George's sleeping face. He was so beautiful.When was the last time I saw him like this?Oh, it was the time Sirius broke into the castle, so long ago!Every time I sleep next to him, I feel very stable, but when I move my body, I feel that something is wrong.Hmm... where are my limbs?They seem to have been cast with a disappearing spell collectively.

"Evie?" George was woken up by my movement, and looked at me sleepily... Ah, so cute.He stretched out his arms and hugged me into his arms for a while. After a while, he seemed to be more energetic. He sat up and took something from the bedside table next to him.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat something." He said and handed me a box of milk, "There are also potions...should relieve some pain." He coughed lightly, and I noticed that the bases of his ears were red.

"You got up early to prepare?"

"Hmm." He nodded, then applied the potion on his hands, and began to massage my sore muscles.

"Good performance." I affirmed, and he showed a subtle smile.

……

I knew I was going to wipe Q off fire :)

I shouldn't have trusted a man early in the morning.

When George sent me, who was almost limping, back to the dormitory, Aurora's eyes subtly seemed to see Sirius and Remus kissing each other.

"The battle is fierce...well...you have taken measures." She was relieved when she saw me nodding.

"I didn't expect the innocent little Evie to move faster than me..." She muttered something, but I couldn't quite hear it. I must sleep for a while now.

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The Ministry of Magic ordered Dolores Jane Umbridge (Senior Inquisitor) to succeed Albus Dumbledore as Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.The above regulations are in line with the "No. 20 No. [-] Education Order".

"She can't wait." Aurora told me, "I heard that she wanted to enter the principal's office, but the stone beast at the door refused and blocked the principal's office automatically. She lost her temper."

We went down while making complaints, and when we got to the second floor, we saw the twins stuff a person upside down into a disappearing cabinet.

……

"Hey! Evie!" Fred turned and saw me and greeted me.

"What are you doing? Who is that?"

"Monta, Slytherin, wants to deduct points for us. We won't wait for him to finish." George also walked over and said with a smile, putting his arms around my shoulders. He is very clingy to me now, as long as we stay together There must be physical contact.He was not very happy about being forced to separate just after a breakthrough, and he was clinging to me with every effort, and I actually enjoyed it.

"Deduction of points? Why? I remember he is not a prefect?"

"Umbridge's trick, what is the name of the Operation Investigation Team, it's all Slytherin."

Aurora and I looked at each other, and it seemed that the days to come would be even more chaotic.We walked down together, saw the angry trio in the auditorium, and we learned that Malfoy had deducted a lot of points from them.

After the twins told them what had just happened, Hermione screamed, "You're going to be in big trouble!"

"Not until Montague reappears. That could take weeks. I don't know where we sent him." Fred said coldly. "Anyway?? Don't worry about getting into trouble."

"Are you worried?" Hermione asked.

"Of course," George said, "we've never been kicked out? We've always known where to draw the line, and we might have crossed a toe once in a while."

"But we always stop before we make a big mess," Fred said. "What about now?" Ron asked uncertainly. "Well, now—" said George.

"—now that Dumbledore is gone—" said Fred. "—we think there's a big mess—" said George. "—just what our dear new Headmaster deserves," said Fred. "You can't do that!" whispered Hermione. "You absolutely can't! She'd love to have a reason to fire you!"

"You don't get it, Hermione?" Fred said to her, laughing. "We don't want to stay here anymore. If we didn't decide to do something for Dumbledore first, we would drop out immediately. So, Anyway," he glanced at his watch, "Phase [-] is about to start. If I were you, I'd go to the auditorium for lunch, and the teachers would see that you had nothing to do with it." After speaking, the two of them left.

"Evie? Aren't you going to stop them?" Hermione asked me eagerly.

"Don't worry Hermione, they know what they're doing. Just wait and see."

They didn't keep us waiting too long.

In just a few moments, they lit a large box of enchanted fireworks.

Some fire dragons with green and golden sparks all over their bodies are flying around in the corridor, ejecting gorgeous fiery red airflow along the way, making a huge explosion sound; pyrotechnic sticks automatically write curse words in the air; there are firecrackers everywhere like land mines Exploding just as they do, they don't burn up, fade out of sight or come to a hissing halt, but on the contrary, these dizzying wonders seem to gain more energy and momentum with time.

"Pretty, isn't it," I said to Aurora, still watching the fireworks. "If he proposed to me less than this scene, I would not agree to him."

I saw Umbridge standing on the stairs with Filch, obviously petrified.A relatively large Catherine Wheel Firework seemed to think that it needed more room to move, making 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.

"Come on, Filch, come on!" shrieked Umbridge, "we've got to do something before they're flying all over the school - swoon!" Her wand tip suddenly erupted. Light, hit a rocket.Instead of stopping in mid-air, the rocket exploded violently.

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

The fireworks continued to burn throughout the afternoon and spread everywhere in the school.Although these fireworks, especially those firecrackers caused a lot of confusion, the other teachers didn't seem to care much.

It turned out that Umbridge's first afternoon as Headmaster was spent running around the school, meeting the demands of the other teachers.Without her, none of these teachers seemed to be able to clear the fireworks in their rooms.

When school was over that afternoon, we saw a disheveled, smoke-stained Umbridge staggering out of Felius' classroom, his face covered in sweat. "Thank you very much, Professor!" he said in a thin voice. "Of course, I can clear these sticks myself, but I am not sure if I have the power." Umbridge closed the classroom door behind him.

We almost laughed out loud.It was delightful to hear later that the vanished Montague had been found in the toilet on the fifth floor.

But they were eventually caught.That day we heard noises coming from the hall, and my bad premonition grew stronger, so I rushed forward with Aurora.

Students formed a large circle along the wall, some covered in what looked like stinky juice; teachers and ghosts were among the crowd.Among the onlookers, the most conspicuous were the members of the investigative action team. They all looked very happy. Peeves floating above people's heads was staring at Fred and George below, who were standing in the foyer. In the middle, there was an expression of resignation to death on his face.

George saw me and shook his head invisibly at me. Aurora also held my hand tightly, afraid that I would rush up.

"Good!" said Umbridge triumphantly.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. "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're out of full-time education." "Yeah, I've always thought so," 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, and Fred and George's broomsticks darted down the corridor towards their masters, one with Umbridge on the tail to tether them to the wall the heavy chains and bolts; 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 too.Fred looked around at the huddled, silent, wary students. "Anyone who wants to buy a portable swamp, the one demoed upstairs, just go to 93 Diagon Alley - Weasley's Magical Joke Shop," 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!" Umbridge shrieked, 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 never obeyed the students' orders, but suddenly he waved his funnel hat to Fred and George, and George winked at me. In the blink of an eye, the two of them turned sharply amidst the enthusiastic applause of the students below, rushed out of the open front door, and flew into the beautiful sunset outside.

"Weasley is our king." I yelled, and many students joined in, and I saw Umbridge glaring at me with hatred.

"You will get into trouble for us." Aurora said so, but there was no reluctance on her face.

"Who cares, she thinks she can sit back and relax with the two of them gone? Will I let her go?" I met Umbridge's gaze without hesitation, and smiled provocatively at her. "I'm George Weasley's girl."

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