Chapter 24 A Little Trick to Distinguish Fred from George (for further reading)
"Hello, I'm Lovell." Seeing that the two of them looked friendly and didn't let themselves feel any malice, the wolf cub extended his claws of friendship.
"Hello Lovell, I'm George, and this one next to me is Fred. You have to remember it clearly and don't confuse us—"
"I am George!" Another red-haired boy interrupted the twin brother forcefully, with an angry look on his face: "He is a wolf! He is very sensitive to smells. If you say this, he really remembers it wrong.
But what should I do? I don’t want to carry the wrong name for the rest of my life!”
The red-haired boy who called himself George was silent, and then he took a breath: "You make sense!"
He turned to look at the wolf cub and became serious in a rare moment: "Okay, let me correct you, I am Fred and he is George. This time I swear on Merlin's stockings that what I said is true."
Wolf cub:(*???*||)
Are you two serious? You're playing this little trick in front of me?
Ordinary wizards and even their mothers are helpless against Fred and George's tricks, but for Lovell, it's as simple as an open-book exam.
Even if they are twin brothers, there is a slight difference in the smell of the two people - maybe the difference is that one of them ate an extra piece of garlic at noon. Ordinary people cannot detect these differences, but to Lovell, this is the same as the smell of the two people wearing paint on their bodies.
Paints of different colors are equally eye-catching.
Moreover, it has a final resort...
"Are you sure you won't change it?" It stared at Fred and George with a malicious smile on its lips.
Fred and George nodded seriously.
"I won't change it!" the two brothers said in unison.
"Okay~" Lovell happily walked to Fred's side, then raised his leg——
Zhi!
"What are you doing!" Fred jumped back in shock and fell to the floor without losing his balance.
"Make a mark." Lovell said confidently, "After I mark you, I will never recognize the wrong person again."
The wolf cub only needs to spray its own urine on Fred's body, and it can create extremely strong and obvious differences in Fred and George. The difference is so obvious that Lovell can distinguish them even with his eyes closed.
"Urine marking" is a very common way of dividing territories among wild animals. From lions and tigers to leopards and wolves, they all like to use this extremely cost-effective way of marking. After Lovell came to Hogwarts
, since I don’t have my own territory and am just in a vassal state, I have never marked any place and always go to the toilet honestly. This behavior today is the first time.
Fred and George were stunned when they heard the wolf cub say this. Then George laughed wildly, and Fred jumped up like a carp, trying to catch the wolf cub and use its fur to wipe his trousers.
"It's useless." The wolf cub avoided Fred's capture with great agility and ran to a place out of his reach. "Even if you take a bath, you may not be able to wash it off. This kind of mark can last for a long time in the wild.
A long time, let alone indoors."
Fred felt a burst of emotion at the thought of having to carry this mark for the next few days.
He really didn't expect Lovell to have such means.
What's even more annoying is that his brother is laughing so hard that his pupils are about to burst!
"Damn it! You can't even try to hide away!" Fred rolled his eyes and immediately pounced on George. The leg stained with Lovell's mark rubbed against George's body hard.
He has a very simple concept: since it can't be wiped off, then let's get the smell together!
"Ah, you're so despicable!" George didn't expect Fred to be able to do this. For a moment, he could only push him to the side, while keeping as much distance from Fred as possible. The two of them were suddenly in the same room.
It rolled into a ball on the ground.
"Shh! I think I heard footsteps." When Fred and George were wrestling on the ground, the wolf cub suddenly perked up its ears.
Fred and George's expressions changed instantly, and they realized how loud they had just made. Fred didn't care that he still had marks on his body, and George stopped teasing his brother.
Put your ears to the floor together and listen carefully to the sounds coming from the floor.
There are indeed footsteps!
The two struggled to break free from each other's arms, and then immediately ran to the other end of the corridor.
Wolf cub:Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
"Don't leave me!" It quickly followed.
Although it didn't understand why it wanted to run along, the atmosphere was so high that not running seemed a bit unsightly.
"What are you doing here!" Fred saw the wolf cub following closely behind, and his scalp suddenly felt numb. He had expected Lovell to stay where he was to delay for a while - it was not a student, so what was it afraid of?
The worst case scenario is that he will be sent back to Dumbledore's office.
But it actually followed! It just followed, and there was a bell tied around its neck... The jingling of the bell could be heard dozens of meters away, so how could they get rid of the night watchman who was following behind?
Normally, only two people patrol Hogwarts at night: Filch, the castle administrator, and the professor on night duty that day.
Now Fred only hoped that it was Filch who discovered them, so the probability of them getting rid of Filch was quite high. If it was the professor, then they would have to leave it to fate.
The two of them and the wolf seemed to have good luck. After only running for a while, a scream came from behind. From the sound, the pursuer might not be able to catch up for a while.
Fred and George took the opportunity to hide in a classroom.
After closing the door, the two of them collapsed directly on the ground, breathing heavily.
"The voice just now sounded a bit like Professor Demit from Defense Against the Dark Arts?" After the two of them stopped breathing, Fred analyzed the identity of the person who had just chased them.
"I'm pretty sure it's Professor Dimit." George wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with certainty.
"What an unfortunate old man!" they both said in unison.
"May Merlin protect him from being too seriously injured." Fred prayed for the professor from the bottom of his heart.
He did this not because he felt guilty, but because the professor was so unlucky.
Many people say that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position at Hogwarts has been cursed by a mysterious person. No one can teach it for more than one year. But usually, no bad luck will happen during the teaching period. Usually it is.
At the end of the semester or during the holidays, these professors encountered misfortune.
Professor Dimit is still the first to encounter misfortunes one after another since the first day of school.
On the first day of school, he choked on a small sausage while eating and almost died of suffocation.
At the end of the first week, he slipped in the bathroom and almost hit the back of his head.
On the last day of the first month, Peeves missed throwing a vase at Filch and accidentally hit Professor Demeter downstairs, almost killing him.
A few days ago, he was gored by a wild boar in the Forbidden Forest. Today, he had just been discharged from the hospital and met with another misfortune while patrolling... He is definitely the unluckiest professor in the history of Hogwarts.