It's really terrible!
Fred, George and Lee Jordan have been feeling unlucky lately. Ever since the Christmas holidays, they have been encountering all kinds of bad luck.
There was never-ending holiday homework, and because they failed the homework, they were put in detention by Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, making them miss dinner.
Fred and George were in an even worse situation, as they were put in detention and missed several Quidditch practices. Not only did Charlie lose his temper over this, he also wrote a letter to tell his family about it. Mrs. Weasley wrote a letter to severely warn the two of them that if it happened again, she would deduct all their pitiful pocket money.
Of course, Fred and George's pocket money was already pitifully small.
"Look what I found!"
As soon as Fred entered the dormitory, he was attracted by a smell. His eyes were fixed on the steaming egg and potato pancakes on the table. He couldn't help swallowing, handed the meat pie he had just taken a bite of to George beside him, and then appeared in front of the table at an extraordinary speed.
All right!
The three of them were very fast and had already surrounded the food on the table.
"Where's Albert?" Lee Jordan asked in a low voice.
"Probably... taking a shower!" Fred said uncertainly.
"Is this the midnight snack he specially prepared for us?" George took a bite of the meat pie, raised it to compare with the steaming egg and potato pancakes on the table, and decisively threw the meat pie in his hand aside.
"That must be the case."
The three of them looked at each other and understood what was in each other's eyes: destroy it quickly before Albert comes back!
Compared with meat pies, hot egg and potato pancakes whetted their appetite more. The smell made them feel even hungrier.
So the three of them quickly scraped the food and divided it up.
Then…
When Albert came back from his shower, he saw Fred, George, and Lee Jordan with their lips swollen like sausages, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What's wrong with you?" Albert asked in surprise, his face still trembling slightly from trying to hold back his laughter.
"We just ate the food on the table..." Fred's tone was resentful and sounded unclear.
"And then, it became like this!" George pointed to his lips and felt that his whole life was dark.
"I must be dreaming, yes, I must be dreaming." Lee Jordan looked very sad. He was indeed very unlucky recently.
"You are not dreaming. Ahem, let's go find Madam Pomfrey first. She will definitely be able to cure your lips." Albert tried hard not to laugh out loud, coughed lightly, and took the three of them to the school hospital.
Fortunately, it's already night, otherwise I would have attracted a lot of attention.
Madam Pomfrey was obviously not happy about being disturbed during her break, but she still gave them some potion for the sake of their swollen lips... Well, it only took less than thirty seconds for Madam Pomfrey to eliminate the sausage lips of the three people and then asked them to leave the school hospital.
Of course, she used an anti-edema agent.
"Did you put something weird in that egg hash brown?"
As soon as they returned to the dormitory, Fred and the other two began to interrogate Albert.
No matter how you look at it, it seems that this guy is playing a prank on the three of them. After all, the food was prepared by Albert, so he is naturally the most suspicious.
"Ahem, that was the midnight snack I just got from the kitchen to share with you. Who told you to eat it first? And you ate it all." Albert couldn't help but rolled his eyes at the three of them, looking gloating. "Fortunately, you ate it first, otherwise I would have been in trouble with you."
At this moment, the faces of the three of them suddenly turned red, but they quickly reacted.
That's not right!
Albert must have expected them to eat secretly, and then...
Well, come to think of it, this is indeed something he would do.
Oh, damn, I fell into Albert's trap!
However, the portion of egg and potato pancakes was too small, and I still couldn’t finish it!
"Tell me the truth, how did you do it?" George's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"How come you didn't tell us about such an interesting thing!" Fred also wanted to know how Albert had made them fall into the trap inexplicably. Did he really add something to the food
wrong!
They didn't feel anything was wrong when they were eating egg and potato pancakes!
But the three of them were sure that this was definitely Albert's trick.
"Well, okay. I just put some seasoning on it, but I didn't expect it to have such an effect." Albert took out a small bottle of seasoning from his pocket and placed it in front of the three people.
"What is this?" Lee Jordan asked first.
"Added seasoning." Albert said. This thing was actually an experiment that he had an idea for during Snape's potion class last time.
Since aphrodisiacs can be added to chocolate, swelling potions can naturally be added as well. During the Potions class, there was some improved swelling potion left, so Albert diluted it and mixed it into the seasoning to make this thing in front of him.
Of course, the amount of swelling potion was actually very small, otherwise Fred would not have discovered that his lips were swollen like sausages after he finished eating.
"This seasoning is pretty good, though." Fred thought back to the egg and potato pancakes he had just eaten, and suddenly something very interesting occurred to him.
"You said..."
"No, if you want to die, don't drag me into this." Albert refused without waiting for Fred to speak.
"I haven't even finished yet." Fred couldn't help but complain.
"If all the students in school are like this, do you think you can hide away?" Albert glared at Fred unhappily.
"This thing has swelling potion added to it, right?" George had figured out what was going on and couldn't help but admire Albert's methods.
"The effect of the swelling potion is much stronger than this," Lee Jordan reminded.
"This is produced after dilution, and the effect is much weakened!" Albert did not deny this.
"By the way, when did you make it?" George became even more curious.
"When you were in solitary confinement." Albert snorted and said, "Who told you to spread rumors? Don't think I don't know it was you who did it."
"That's Fred's fault." George simply put the blame on his twin brother.
"I swear on the Galleons in my pocket that this has nothing to do with me." Fred immediately swore to prove his innocence.
"Don't be silly, you don't have any Galleons in your pocket."
"That's what Lee Jordan said."
"Hey, don't drag me into this, I didn't say anything!" Lee Jordan couldn't help but protest.
The three of them began to argue with each other.
Albert glared at them, put away the bottle of seasoning and prepared to put it in his cabinet. He knew very well what these three bastards were planning.
"No, lend it to me!" Fred let out a heart-wrenching scream. He had originally planned to use that thing to play a prank on some nasty guys.
"Make it yourself." Albert curled his lips and said, "Swelling potion is not difficult to make."
"We're going to give it to Peeves!" Fred said without hesitation. "Peeves will definitely be happy to see other people suffer."
"Be careful not to get yourself into trouble." Albert snorted and threw the method to Fred, asking them to improve it themselves.