The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"Enough!"

Hermione, who was standing nearby, couldn't bear to watch any more. She stepped over Parvati and Neville and stood in front of the twins. She said sternly with a straight face, "You are not allowed to test your...drugs of unknown effect on your classmates! Professor McGonagall would definitely not allow this to happen, and Mrs. Weasley would definitely not want it!"

George and Fred looked at her in surprise. Perhaps because of her momentum and Mrs. Weasley's majesty, they didn't act like they did when facing Parvati and Neville. Instead, they looked at each other and George explained: "Relax, Hermione, we didn't force or deceive these little guys, this is all voluntary."

Fred nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, we paid them."

"They are just first-year students, they don't understand what they are doing, this could be dangerous, and one of them could get seriously ill!" Hermione stared at them without giving in. While they were talking, Loren came around from the side and took a piece of red candy from Lee Jordan's bag, sniffed it under his nose, and looked at it with interest.

Neville and Parvati saw someone standing in front of them, and no longer cared about George and Fred's identity as seventh-year students. They mustered up the courage to stand beside Hermione and straightened the prefect badge on their chests.

"Calm down, friends, nothing will happen!" Lee Jordan saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and hurriedly stood up to comfort them with a smile, while walking around among the first-year students, stuffing small boxes of mints into their open mouths, which looked like something like a semi-finished antidote.

Fred didn't stop them, just muttered softly: "We won't let them get sick. We have already tested these candies on ourselves. Now we just want to see if everyone's reaction is the same..."

"Yeah, look, they are all awake now."

As George finished speaking, several freshmen's eyes began to blink, and their fingers began to move. Various strange symptoms began to subside, and the unconscious freshmen slowly woke up. The little guys saw themselves lying on the floor or slumped in the chair, their pupils trembling wildly, staring at the black-hearted twin merchants with surprise.

Hermione narrowed her eyes slightly and said faintly: "I can be sure that you definitely didn't tell them what these candies are for in advance..."

"We just didn't tell them the specific symptoms..." George scratched his head, half squatted down and looked at a short black-haired girl lying next to him kindly, "Do you feel okay?"

The little girl who just enrolled avoided his gaze and spoke with a tremor: "I... I think so."

What kind of people are these? Isn't it said that Gryffindor College is united and friendly, and gets along well? After the sorting ceremony, this senior was very enthusiastic towards them. They thought he was a kind, gentle and humorous senior, but they didn't expect him to drug them with a smile...

"Great, the effect of the skipping candy is very stable!" Fred cheered, his eyebrows almost flying up.

"Not great at all!" Hermione snatched his writing board and said with a stern face, "I really can't figure it out. Although you also played some pranks before, you always knew how to control the degree, which is different from Peeves' bad jokes. But look at what you are doing now, tricking first-year students into trying drugs?! I know you have been preparing to open a joke shop. Is this the effort you put into the joke shop?"

George and Fred opened their mouths and looked at Hermione, who stood straight, with a head of fluffy hair that seemed to be crackling with electric sparks, and a familiar shadow on her face. The two of them lowered their heads in shame and could not say anything to defend themselves.

The huge common room fell silent. It was not known whether it was the illusion of the young wizards, but they always felt that Hermione, who was scolding people, looked very much like their headmaster. The first-year students, who were lying or sitting on the ground, looked up at the witch with reverence, their mouths slightly open.

The twins spent some time apologizing to the freshmen and explaining the situation. They compensated some of their prank products and then sent them back, leaving the two prefects to do the aftermath and comfort them. Loren and other familiar people found a spacious corner to sit down, and George and Fred slowly talked about the reasons for their confusion.

"Since the time we went through the fifth grade preparation for the O.W.L.s exam, we have figured out some things. We feel that our future lies beyond academic achievements." George shook the writing board in his hand.

"So how many O.W.L.s do you have?" Loren raised his eyebrows, "Three, four?"

"Ahem..." Fred felt guilty for a second, but the next second he picked up a bag full of skipping candy and said proudly, "Our dream is to open a joke shop, not to look for a job with a bag of certificates, so test scores don't matter."

"We have seriously discussed whether we should come back to the seventh grade." George said with a beaming face, "As you know, we have already chosen the address for the store. The donations from kind people and the money from the holiday mail order of those fun props are enough for us to open the store in the early stage..."

"Then why do you still come to school?" Ron asked in confusion.

"The reason is more complicated..." Fred spread his hands, his expression helpless, "You know, Mom will definitely not let us leave school early, and the mysterious man has made a comeback, she will not agree even more."

"Oh, I understand. Compared with your dream of a joke shop, you are more willing to put yourself at ease to make Mrs. Weasley feel at ease..." Loren sighed as if he suddenly understood, and the long tail changed three tones, and George heard that A little embarrassed with Fred.

"But we have a plan." Fred avoided the joking gazes of Ron and Ginny and looked around the common room with some nostalgia in his eyes. "We are going to use this year to do some market research and figure out What do ordinary students at Hogwarts want to buy from the joke shop? We will carefully evaluate our research results and then produce products that meet their needs."

While several people were immersed in the twins' grand plan, Hermione suddenly said: "So you just tricked the first-year students into being your guinea pigs?"

"Well..." George's eyes rolled around and he said without confidence, "The study of truant candy is also for your fifth grade students. Believe me, you will definitely need it!"

Seeing that Hermione was about to retort, Fred waved his hand: "Don't be too confident. At the end of the day's class, I believe you have already experienced it..."

A one-and-a-half-foot paper on the history of magic, a one-foot paper on potions, the Divination class requires recording all scenes in dreams, and the review of the textbook assigned by Umbridge...

"hiss……"

Harry and the others took a deep breath. They were already full of homework on the first day of school, and they could only imagine the days to come.

"But the real torture hasn't begun yet. Think about it, Hermione, when you have to concentrate on reviewing some complex subjects, Professor Binns' History of Magic will become long and smelly, and you can't wait for the astronomy in the telescope to change." It has become a symbol in the ancient rune textbook, not to mention Professor Umbridge’s stupid and boring Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester.”

Fred said happily, "You have to deal with the exams endlessly, and they will be like a grinding wheel grinding your nose hard, and the skin on the tip of the nose will be worn away."

Hermione pursed her lips and looked in a daze. She thought she would not give up the history of magic and astronomy, but when she thought of the pink toad's face in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she felt less confident not to skip class.

Harry and Ron looked blankly at the instant candy in the paper bag. The balance in their hearts was gradually pouring out, and they even felt that being twin guinea pigs was not so difficult to accept——

If these things were made as soon as possible, they would not have to face Professor Binns' lullaby, endure Snape's vicious torture, and endure Umbridge's disgusting voice...

The extra time can be used to review Transfiguration, review Charms, self-study Defense Against the Dark Arts, research ways to deal with Voldemort and... practice Quidditch skills.

Maybe as volunteers, they can get discounts on purchases.

"hey-hey……"

George and Fred looked at each other, their smiles became brighter, and they worked harder to exaggerate the terrifying atmosphere of fifth grade:

"Just because of the O.W.L., half of our classmates got into trouble, cried and lost their temper... Patricia Stinson fainted at every turn..."

"Kenneth Toler was covered in boils, do you remember?"

"That's because you put a large amount of foaming powder in his pajamas, causing him to swallow the mandrake directly into his stomach and hunt you for a whole week."

"Oh, right, I forgot...it's really hard to remember clearly sometimes, isn't it?"

"All in all, fifth grade has been a nightmare."

"..."

Loren, who was sitting next to the little witch, couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw Hermione hesitate.

In terms of research and development, their products are full of tricks, each one is very novel, and when it comes to marketing, they are even more unique. Even a good student like Hermione who loves to learn can induce the need to skip classes.

No wonder they can open a joke shop. These two brothers are really geniuses in business!

Loren admired silently and interrupted their brainwashing lecture: "This is not the reason for you to coax the new students."

George and Fred's expressions were stagnant. They stared at him and pondered for two seconds. Then they persuaded him earnestly: "Listen to me, Loren. The days ahead will be more difficult than you think, especially for someone like you." A student, even someone as outstanding as Cedric, will be so anxious that he can't sleep all night long..."

"First, I don't care about my grades." Loren's words blocked the two people's attempts to persuade them. "Second, I don't need skipping candy for skipping classes."

Not only did the twins stare at him this time, but Harry and Ron next to him also turned to stare at him. Recalling his behavior of escaping the Divination class openly, they realized that there was nothing false about his words, and it was shocking to see how true they were.

Hermione blinked, vaguely remembering last year's experience.

On her birthday that day, this man rushed to have a barbecue and slipped away from behind Professor Trelawney in front of the whole class. This caused many classmates to imitate him in the history of magic, and as a result, they were all arrested and sent to solitary confinement.

"No matter what you say, what you just did is not reasonable. But since you can guarantee the safety of the test drug, you should go to Professor McGonagall to discuss it and see if it can be done as a legitimate practical activity. Maybe you can get some The professor's support... As for how to persuade or coax Professor McGonagall to accept the skipping candy?" Loren nuzzled at the two of them, "With your wisdom, it shouldn't be difficult."

George and Fred's eyes lit up, they exchanged opinions with each other and quickly came to a conclusion.

"You're a genius, Loren!"

"It's much easier to trick a professor than a freshman!"

The two cheered and happily went to discuss how to trick the professor.

The night outside the window was getting darker, and the little wizards of Gryffindor were getting sleepy. As the flames in the fireplace gradually weakened, the little wizards returned to the dormitory to rest. There were fewer and fewer people in the lounge, and it gradually became quiet.

Hermione finished writing about the impact of the Giant War on the wizarding world, wiped the ink from the tip of the feather pen, put it in the textbook, put all the stationery books into the pendant, and looked at Loren who was reading next to her.

"Are you sleepy?"

"Not bad." Loren closed the book and stretched, "Are you sleepy? If you are, go back to bed. Your mother told you to go to bed early and get up early."

"Hmph..." Hermione pouted and pretended to be casual, "I mean if, if someone is not sleepy, while there is still time, let's go to the astronomy tower to look at the stars and predict the weather in the next few days. You know, there will be outdoor classes tomorrow..."

Loren was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways. There was no need to go to the astronomy tower. The beautiful eyes were filled with bright stars.

...

The next morning, the weather was as gray as the day before, and it was drizzling.

When eating breakfast, the little wizards could see Umbridge at the guest of honor at a glance. She changed the cardigan, but still wore a pink suit, and chatted with Dumbledore with a bright smile.

Loren could see that Dumbledore obviously had a poor appetite.

Hermione, who was sitting next to him, yawned loudly and poured herself some coffee: "Bad weather, we have Care of Magical Creatures class today, I hope it doesn't rain..."

"On the plus side, Snape is not here today either." Ron said happily on the other side.

Harry glanced at the two people sitting opposite him, wondering why they seemed to be secretly happy about something, but these two people didn't hate Potions class, so why were they so happy?

On the second day of school, two spells classes were followed by two Transfiguration classes. Before the fifth-year class officially started, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall both spent fifteen minutes emphasizing the importance of O.W.L. exams to the whole class. They spent more than an hour reviewing the Summoning Spell, which, according to Professor Flitwick, would definitely be included in their O.W.L. exams.

The situation in the Transfiguration class was not much better, and Professor McGonagall started teaching a new magic directly, a rare Vanishing Spell...