"I didn't expect it to be easier than I originally expected. This should be considered a crushing victory in terms of equipment and tactics." Albert murmured as he looked at the Slytherin students lying on the floor in the bathroom.
He stepped over the group of unconscious unfortunates and walked to Fred and George, removed the spell on them and woke them up from their coma.
"It seems like you did it easily." Fred struggled to get up and looked at Albert who seemed to have just walked in from the bathroom, with a surprised expression on his face.
They all knew that Albert would be able to handle those guys, but they didn't expect it to be so easy, as simple as eating.
"Well, I used a little trick."
"What little trick is so effective? I want to learn it too." Fred muttered, looked around at the group of unlucky people around him, walked to Flint's side, squatted down and looked at the fainted culprit, reached out and patted the other's cheek, and smugly sneered: "When it comes to conspiracy, you are still far behind!"
After the spell on George was lifted, he got up from the ground in a miserable state, rubbing his scalp that was pinched by Mrs. Monty with one hand, and punched Albert's shoulder with the other hand, complaining, "If you were a step slower, my head would really be stuffed into the toilet."
Albert ignored George's complaint and turned his head to Fred and said, "There are two unlucky guys outside who were knocked unconscious by me. Go and get them in. They are right at the door. I have cast an illusion spell on them. By the way, don't let anyone see them."
"Don't worry, I will be careful and no one will see it."
After a moment, Fred dragged the two unconscious people outside into the boys' bathroom like dead dogs, not caring at all about their cheeks touching the ground.
"Where's Lee Jordan?" George asked with a frown when he didn't see his roommate.
“It should be here.”
Albert opened the doors of the compartments one by one. Inside one of the doors, he saw some irregular distortions of light. As soon as he lifted the Disillusionment Spell, Lee Jordan appeared out of thin air.
However, he was apparently knocked unconscious by a stunning spell.
"This guy is so unreliable. He actually let others attack us from behind." Fred and George were both complaining about Lee Jordan's unreliability. If this guy was more reliable, the two of them would not have been attacked for no reason. With the strength of the three of them, even if the opponent's number of people far exceeded theirs, they would not necessarily be subdued by the opponent.
After Albert's special combat training, the three are still very confident in their combat abilities.
Albert raised his wand and tapped Lee Jordan on the head, using Rejuvenation to wake his unconscious roommate.
When Lee Jordan woke up, he immediately screamed, "I was attacked by someone. Two shameless bastards hid and attacked me."
"Yes, you were ambushed!" Fred reached out and pulled Lee Jordan, complaining unhappily, "We were also ambushed."
"You've been ambushed. It seems that Albert has successfully knocked everyone down. However, are you sure there are no other people hiding, ready to launch a sneak attack when we are not prepared?" Lee Jordan took out his wand from the toilet with disgust. After wiping off the water stains on it with toilet paper, he looked around vigilantly, fearing that someone would suddenly appear and attack them again.
"Don't worry. When I came in, I had already determined how many people were in the bathroom." Albert handed the Marauder's Map in his pocket to Fred and said to himself, "There are nine Slytherins in total, plus the three of you, a total of twelve."
"Nine, it seems that there are not enough toilets!" George looked at the unconscious Mrs. Montgomery with ill intentions, and suddenly said, "Maybe we should leave a toilet seat for Mr. Montgomery."
"No, the toilet is enough." Albert began to use the repair spell to remove the traces of the battle in the bathroom.
"What are you going to do with them?" Lee Jordan asked. "Stuff them down the toilet?"
"That's a good idea." George had already grabbed Monta's hair and was ready to stuff his head into the toilet.
"I have a better idea."
Albert put away his wand and took out his own lizard-transfiguring belt from his pocket. He took out a crystal bottle from the leather bag and handed it to George.
"What is this?" George took the crystal bottle in confusion, glanced at the label on the bottle, and read it softly: "Strong... laxative!"
"Yes, a strong laxative. I made a potion with the croton beans you bought. I haven't found anyone to test it yet, but it just happened to come in handy today." Albert waved his wand, and a roll of toilet paper in the cubicle flew towards him and turned into a spoon in mid-air. When he stuffed the spoon into Fred's hand, he reminded him, "Half a spoon per person is enough."
"Isn't half a spoon too little?" Fred looked at the powerful laxative in the crystal bottle. He estimated that the amount inside was enough for everyone present.
"Yeah, half a spoonful per person is a bit too stingy." Lee Jordan was also stirring up trouble. They all had no good feelings towards Slytherin students and wished that these guys would be in trouble.
"This thing can't be abused, otherwise it will kill people."
"Dead? We have never heard of someone dying from diarrhea." The three of them looked at me with an expression that said, "I'm not well-educated, don't lie to me."
"I think half a spoonful would be enough to make them faint." Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes. He knew what the three guys were planning and was too lazy to correct them, but he still warned, "Definitely not more than one spoonful."
The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. This meant giving a spoonful.
"But there are not enough toilets here." Lee Jordan and Fred helped Flint onto the toilet and helped him pretend to be squatting on the toilet.
"After I tamper with their memories, you pick out another annoying guy, give him a sip, and then make them sit on the toilet."
Albert began to tamper with Flint's memory according to the plan. Although he hadn't written a novel for a long time, it was his old profession in his previous life, so it was easy for him to make up a self-consistent story.
"By the way, remember to take off your pants too. They are running to the toilet to solve the problem of diarrhea." Albert said unhappily after seeing the disgusted expressions on the faces of the three people, "Have you ever seen anyone go to the toilet without taking off their pants?"
"I'll leave this job to you." Fred patted George on the shoulder.
"It's just right. You can take this opportunity to take revenge on them." Lee Jordan also walked out of the cubicle quickly.
"Use magic." Albert reminded.
After a moment, George's teasing voice came from the cubicle, "I bet this guy hasn't washed his underwear in a week."
"What about the others?" Fred asked with a frown. He didn't want Albert to let them go.
"Give this to them later." Albert took out another strange bottle and handed it to Fred.
"What's this?" Fred opened the bottle and found some very small pills inside.
"It's also a laxative, but not as powerful as a strong laxative, and the effect is delayed. I call it a bowel cleansing pill." Albert explained casually, "We can't let a bunch of people have diarrhea at the same time, that would be too suspicious. As for when the drug will take effect, I'm not sure. They can only hope for the best. After all, this thing is still in the experimental stage."
"I hope they don't get diarrhea on the way."
Several people laughed in glee. They all thought of the scene where these guys suddenly ran to the toilet with their hands on their stomachs and grabbed the toilet. It was just too beautiful.
"By the way, remember to take away all the toilet paper." Albert reminded after dealing with Mrs. Montgomery's memory.
The expressions on the three people's faces were even more interesting.
yes!
There's nothing more frustrating than going to the bathroom and finding yourself out of toilet paper.