When the four of them left the kitchen, their stomachs were already filled with cream cakes and milk tea, and the pockets under their robes were filled with egg custard biscuits and pies handed to them by the house-elves.
"Curfew starts in ten minutes, we better get back to the lounge."
As soon as they passed the hall, they were spotted by the caretaker's cat. Not long after Mrs. Norris ran away, Filch appeared in front of them.
For some reason, Fred and George felt inexplicably guilty when they saw Filch coming towards them.
Fred couldn't help but put his hand into the right pocket of his robe, where was the Marauder's Map that they had stolen from the administrator's office.
"You two..." Filch called to the Weasley brothers, grinning maliciously, "You will be detained at 7 o'clock tomorrow evening. The content is to wipe all the trophies in the trophy display room. I hope this lesson can bring you some sense of house honor. By the way, Gryffindor's score has fallen to the last place again."
The four of them remained silent, standing there quietly listening to Filch finish his words.
Of course, someone had a piece of pie in his mouth which seemed to affect the atmosphere a bit.
"Now, go back to your common room, and don't let me see you wandering around the castle after curfew, or it will be more than just detention." After Filch made some threatening remarks, he turned and left.
"What a nasty old fellow." George made a rude gesture towards Filch's retreating back.
"I remember you seemed to be planning to teach us the Descaling Charm." Fred turned his head to look at Albert and said with a blink.
"It's too late. You can't learn the Descaling Charm in one day." Albert took out his pocket watch to check the time and walked towards the moving stairs.
"Don't worry, you're just wiping the trophies in the trophy display room. It's better than washing chamber pots, right? Think about that unlucky William. Besides, there are two of you, so you can finish it quickly." Li Jordan reached out and patted George on the shoulder to comfort him.
However, this tone sounds like gloating.
"Get lost, you wicked fellow!" Fred glared at Lee Jordan unhappily, then turned to Albert and said, "Can you use the Descaling Charm to help..."
"Transfiguration Club." Albert suddenly interrupted.
"What?" Fred didn't understand for a moment.
"He means that the Transfiguration Club will be tomorrow night, which is also at 7 o'clock." Lee Jordan put his arm around Fred's shoulders and comforted him, "So, give up your last struggle!"
As they were talking, the four of them reached the third floor via a moving staircase, and then passed through several secret passages, turning left and right, and arrived at the eighth floor of the castle.
When passing a corner, I almost bumped into Professor Badbold of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Good evening, Professor Broad." Albert was the first to greet the other party.
"Good evening, Mr. Anderson." Professor Broad's eyes swept across the four people and fell on Albert. He looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze for a while, and then continued, "It's almost curfew. I suggest you return to the lounge as soon as possible."
"Professor Broad actually knows you!" After the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor left, Fred looked at Albert in surprise.
Professor Broad is already quite old, but he was able to remember Albert in such a short time, considering that they had only met a few times.
"I'm not sure either." Albert looked towards the Room of Requirement suspiciously. He seemed to have seen some changes in the wall.
Moreover, the way Professor Badbrod looked at him just now was a little strange, as if he was examining something
"By the way, there is no secret passage behind this tapestry." Li Jordan pointed to the tapestry of the giant beating the fool Barnabas with a club and said to the three people, "At noon, I turned it over on purpose, but I didn't find anything."
It is not surprising that Li Jordan would have such thoughts. There is no other way because most of the tapestries in Hogwarts have secret passages hidden behind them.
In fact, Li Jordan's guess was not wrong. This tapestry did hide a secret, but it was not behind the tapestry, but on the wall opposite the tapestry, where the Room of Requirement was.
However, most students are unaware of its existence.
When they came to the portrait of the fat woman at the end of the corridor on the eighth floor, they were surprised to find that the lady was humming a song softly.
"Nonsense," George gave the command.
The Fat Lady didn't open the door, but continued to hum. Was she planning to let the four people obey her for free
"Nonsense," Fred continued.
The Fat Lady glared at them dissatisfiedly, as if she was unhappy to be disturbed. She reluctantly opened the entrance to the lounge.
"I dare say she has no talent for singing at all." Albert couldn't help but complain when he entered the lounge.
At this time, there were still a few people doing their homework in the lounge.
"Where did you go?" Charlie, who was wearing pajamas, came over and said to the group, "There will be Quidditch training tomorrow afternoon. You can go to the Quidditch field after 6:30. I will give you half an hour for intensive training."
"Sorry Charlie, I'm afraid we can't go." George said helplessly.
"Why?"
"We need to go to Filch's place for detention!" Fred said with a look of despair on his face.
"What about you?" Charlie looked at Lee Jordan, thought for a moment, and sighed, "Forget it, you two can come together next time you practice! If you want to officially join the Quidditch team next year, you should seize the time to practice well, so that you can have an advantage over others in becoming a player."
Not long after Charlie left, Percy arrived, having just finished his homework.
"Stop nagging Percy, we've just been told off by Charlie." George said to his brother unhappily.
"We'll leave first." Albert called to Lee Jordan and walked towards the stairs.
"Don't provoke Filch, it will do you no good!" Percy Weasley glared at Fred and George, "You caused us to rank last..."
“… If you continue to act up like this and dare to wander around the castle during curfew, I will write a letter to Mom.” George disguised his voice as Percy and told his roommates about this in a teasing tone.
"As far as I know, Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup for several years. It sounds like the lost points are our fault."
"Isn't it normal that Gryffindor didn't win the house cup?" Albert said seriously.
"Wow, you think so too." George looked at Albert with a smile, with an expression that said, "You really understand us."
"Don't look at me like that, this is the truth!" Albert couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Unless we can win three Quidditch matches, the House Cup will be a long way off."
"What you said makes sense." George nodded in agreement.
"Percy must know that, he just wants to find an excuse to teach us a lesson!" Fred snorted with disdain.
Albert glanced at the task prompt that had just appeared:
Glory to Gryffindor.
Gryffindor House has not won the House Cup for five years. It's time to show your true strength and help Gryffindor win the House Cup.
Reward: 1 skill point.
After reading the task, Albert couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Is this still a task for people to complete
Well, there seems to be no time limit.
Albert could just wait until the savior Porter appeared and then take it easy.
That's a good idea.