harry potter book of crimes

No matter how crisis-ridden the world has become, as long as the danger has not completely erupted, life will still have to go by.

Today, an invitation sent from the Weasley family once again demonstrated this truth to Maka.

"Marriage?" He looked at the card in his hand and murmured delicately, "Is this the right time?"

The card was pink and had two springs on it. On the springs were two magic photos cut into the shape of hearts. The people in those two photos were undoubtedly Ron's pair.

Twin brothers - Fred and George.

As Maka swayed slightly, the two photos began to sway around, and the pair of lively brothers in the photos were also tossed around, laughing and joking.

To be honest, this is quite the funny style of those two guys - it would be even more typical if there were one or two mischief spells hidden in this card.

However, Maka was actually right, because many people invited to the wedding received prank versions of the invitations, and the scene was not to mention how exciting it was.

As for his... I guess the twins felt that ordinary pranks couldn't fool him at all, so they just made a more normal invitation, right?

But in a sense, this invitation was actually enough to surprise Maka.

"Is it this weekend? It's such a rush... Speaking of which, the two of them went abroad for such a long time without telling each other, and they are actually getting married together without any news? Which girl is so unlucky that she has to be punished like this?

Are you going to marry these two living treasures and take them home?"

During lunch time, Maka walked to the Gryffindor table and waved this invitation in front of Ron's eyes.

"Ron, when did Fred and George find girlfriends? Do you know the specific circumstances?"

"Oh, Maka! I haven't even come back to my senses yet!" Ron said with a grimace as soon as he saw him coming over, "Did you know? I received more letters than you - it's dad.

After sending it over, he told me that my mother is now preparing to rush to the United States to meet her two daughters-in-law!"

"Run to the United States?" Maka's expression immediately became more subtle when she heard what Ron said, "In other words, the signatures of your parents on this invitation were actually forged by your two brothers?"

"Yes," Ron nodded, "and... it's probably sent directly from the United States."

At this moment, Neville on the side suddenly came over, stared at Maka's hand and said:

"Maka, it's true! Didn't you get hit?"

"Huh?" Maka was startled when she heard this, and then she realized, "Oh, your invitations were tampered with by Fred and George?"

"Yes!" Neville said quickly, "Maka, look!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands and placed them in front of Maka. You can see that his hands were covered with black hair and looked like two plump bear paws.

.

Maka raised her eyebrows and glanced at everyone else present speechlessly.

"What about you? It's unlikely that every one of you will be hairy, right?"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of hands stretched out from everyone's sleeves, and the dark hair looked particularly smooth.

"Maka, do me a favor!" Neville waved his hand, and the long hair on it also fluttered, "Although it doesn't have much impact, that's why Madam Pomfrey asked us to go to her after school in the afternoon.

Apply hair removal cream there, but I know you can find a way, right?"

"Can't you solve it on your own?" Maka looked at Hermione and said, "Can't a few disappearing spells solve it?"

"No, it can't be solved."

Hermione didn't speak from the beginning, she just lowered her head and read a book carefully. Her hands are still curled up in her sleeves, obviously like everyone else, she was also tricked.

When Maka asked, she raised her head and said with a dark face:

"Fred and George's prank has obviously improved again. Ordinary disappearing spells will only make the hair longer - I'm trying to think of a way, but I haven't found a better solution yet."

"Really?" Maka looked at Neville's hairy hands again, and then said, "Hermione, show me your hands too."

"don't want!"

Hermione refused very decisively.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, another pair of hairy hands stretched out from Maka's back and suddenly covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

Not to mention who Maka could sense, who else could be this girl who is so happy just because she has hair on her hands, other than the everyday Miss Luna Lovegood?

Just when Maka was about to say a random name to satisfy Luna's fun, he heard the windbreaker wizard not far away suddenly say:

"Mr. McLean, this is a very powerful hair-growing essential oil, and it also has a certain anti-enchantment effect. I think Mrs. Pomfrey of the school hospital is right. Using ordinary hair removal cream is indeed a good idea.

"

After gently removing Luna's hand, Maka looked at her and said:

"It just takes a little more time... Well, do you want to attend this wedding? If you want to go on the weekend, we can take you there too."

"Is it really possible?" She said happily immediately, "Of course I want to go to...the wedding? This is really a very wonderful thing!"

But Maka waved her hand and said:

"You'd better not look forward to this wedding too much! Fred and George are such a couple, no one can guess what kind of trouble they will make at their wedding!"

After saying this, he said again:

"Neville, since it doesn't affect the use of your hands, I won't help you remove hair - if possible, I suggest you think about solutions other than hair removal cream."

"Oh! Maka——"

While Neville called his name helplessly, he pulled out a long hair from the back of his hand, but the pain was so painful that he almost burst into tears.

…

When Neville looked at Maka with a resentful look on his face, Snape, who had not yet gone to the Great Hall for lunch, was washing his hands in his office, and in the wash basin half filled with yellow-brown liquid, there were clumps of black hair.

It is floating with the sloshing of the liquid medicine.

"Tsk."

He shook off the remaining liquid on his hands, looked at his slightly white hands and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

When Fred and George were still at school, Snape had never been able to fall into their pranks. But now, even the Potions Master accidentally fell into their trap.

A small trap was set, and it used something related to potions.

"It seems that those two boys will never grow up."

As he was speaking, Snape suddenly pulled out his wand and was about to destroy the invitation card that was thrown on the table next to him. However, after a slight hesitation, he flicked his wand and threw the card in.

A wash basin filled with liquid medicine.

After doing this, he put away his wand and left his office with a straight face.

To be honest, Snape never expected that the twins would send him invitations. After all, he had never shown any good looks to the pair of troublemakers at school.

But now, after experiencing many things and becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor that he had always wanted to be, Snape's state of mind has also changed a lot.

While he became more and more strict with the little wizards, he also gained a deeper understanding of the profession of "teacher" - something he had never considered when he was a potions professor in the past.

Not long after, Snape came to the auditorium and sat down at the staff table with his usual expressionless expression, as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm? What does it smell like?"

Slughorn on the other side seemed to smell something soon after Snape sat down, his nose slightly twitching and he said:

"Argentinian salthorn?"

Snape did not speak, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. However, Maka, who had just come from the Gryffindor table, paused, and then secretly glanced at him with a slightly amused look.

"Professor Slughorn," Maka asked the old bald man next to her after sitting down in the staff room, "Have you received the invitations from the Weasley twins?"

"Oh, yes!" Slughorn immediately put aside the matter of smelling salthorn grass and said enthusiastically, "I really didn't expect those two little naughty guys to get married so soon...

...Although I don’t spend much time teaching them, it seems like they still remember me as a professor.”

"Of course," Maka said with a smile, "Although Fred and George are a little noisy, they actually respect the professors from the bottom of their hearts... By the way, I heard that they also did it on the invitations.

Just a little prank, I wonder if there was anything painted on the invitation you received?"

"Oh?" Slughorn seemed a little surprised, but he quickly shook his head, "At least it's not on my card... What kind of prank is it?"

Upon hearing this, Maka suddenly glanced secretly in Snape's direction.

"It's hair-growing essential oil, the kind with a magic spell attached to it..." He continued with a smile, "Hermione's and the others' hands were all damaged, and they were all covered with long black hair."

"I heard from Madam Pomfrey," Professor McGonagall, who was sitting in the middle, said with a smile, "the twin brothers are still so disturbing after graduation..."

Among the professors talking and laughing, Snape was the only one who remained silent with a gloomy look on his face, just stuffing food into his mouth one bite at a time.

Fortunately, he usually doesn't talk much, so no one noticed his inner unhappiness at this moment, except Maka who almost couldn't help laughing.

And while everyone was having lunch and discussing the many "good things" the Weasley brothers had done in the past, an owl flew in from outside the door, flapped its wings and landed in front of Maka.

"Who sent the letter this time?" (To be continued)