As expected, Montague told captain Flint the news he "accidentally" overheard.
He thought this was a good opportunity. Since the red-haired Weasley was preparing to ambush them, why couldn't his side take advantage of this opportunity and ambush Weasley in turn?
Flint listened quietly to Montague's story, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and he tapped his fingers on the table, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, Flint looked up and asked Montague for his opinion.
"I'm not sure whether the other party meant to tell me. After all, everyone knows that Anderson has a good brain. This is most likely his conspiracy." Montague told Flint his judgment. In fact, he
He's not very good at thinking about these issues, but not being good at it doesn't mean he doesn't think about it, and he's not a fool.
"What do you think the other party's plan is for doing this?" Flint himself didn't like to think about problems, but when facing Albert, he had to be careful to avoid falling into the other party's conspiracy again.
"This... is probably to... lure us into taking the bait?" Montague stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and went straight to a showdown with Flint, "I think whether the other party intends to let me know or not, this is a good time for us.
Opportunity."
Yes, this is a good opportunity!
Regardless of whether it was a trap set by the other party, they had never worried about it.
Last night, when Flint decided to cause trouble for Anderson's small group, he talked about it with many Slytherin students.
In the past two years, there have actually been many Slytherin students who have suffered from Anderson's small group, and these people are willing to help Flint.
When his own side has a numerical advantage, even if the opponent really sets a trap, he doesn't think he will lose.
"Go and tell Bol and the others about this matter and ask him to contact other people. We should also prepare to settle this debt with each other." Flint's eyes were cold and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
It's time to settle this account with them. Even if you are really a genius, you have to get down this time.
In a place where no one knows, a storm is brewing quietly.
Fred and George, who were in the storm, seemed to have no idea about this. After having dinner and agreeing to meet Albert in the library, they left the hall alone.
Soon, Flint got the news through the communication bookmark. Fred and George turned into the boys' bathroom on the third floor halfway. Lee Jordan went somewhere, and Albert Anderson just sat down.
After dinner, I am currently discussing the content of today's Transfiguration class with Shanna.
Flint glanced at Albert and followed the Weasley brothers to the boys' bathroom.
"The Weasley brothers haven't left."
Montague, who was invisible using the Illusion Curse, reported the news to Flint, "Our people will be here soon."
"Let's go in first." Flint pointed at himself and Montague. He noticed the expressions on the other people's faces and said, "Whether it's a trap or not, it's always good to be careful."
As soon as Flint and Monty entered the boys' bathroom, before they saw Fred and George, they saw multiple red magics flying towards them.
"Asshole, you really fell into the trap."
Such thoughts flashed through Flint's head, and before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by the coma spell.
Montaigne helped Flint block the stun spell, and his reaction was quite timely. He quickly jumped aside to avoid the spell flying towards him, but before he could get up from the ground, he was hit by another stun spell.
Why would they know where I am!
Montague didn't figure out how the other party knew their location until he fell into coma. Didn't he and Flint use the Disappearance Curse?
"What an idiot. You knew it was a trap, but you still stepped in." Fred smiled and lifted the illusion spell on Flint. He looked at the two unlucky guys who were knocked down by him and were dripping wet.
I couldn't help but shake my head.
Although he couldn't see through the Disillusionment Curse like Albert, the water marks on the ground revealed the opponent's position very well.
"I guess that idiot Kenneth Toller fell for it because of his carelessness." George muttered, "But didn't Albert say that there would be a lot of people coming from the other side?"
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and several Slytherin students rushed into the boys' bathroom and cast a coma spell directly on the Weasley brothers inside.
Perikin Derek glanced at Flint and Montague who were lying on the ground rather speechlessly, then looked up at the Weasley brothers who had blocked the unconscious spell, and couldn't help but feel relieved.
Fortunately, Flint called enough helpers, otherwise it would have been really troublesome.
"Sure enough, a lot of people came." Fred and George raised their wands to confront each other. They were waiting for Lee Jordan to come out and make a sneak attack to distract them.
The two sides were just about to break out into a melee when suddenly two spells were shot from behind Fred and George, knocking them down directly.
"what on earth is it?"
When Fred and George fell, they couldn't understand who would sneak up on them.
Is this the end?
All the Slytherin students who were still confronting Fred and George were in a daze, not understanding why the other party fell.
"They like conspiracy, why can't we." Flint was awakened by someone chanting a spell. He walked to the Weasley twins, squatted down and patted their cheeks, "Don't think that I don't know about your other partner.
Hide here and prepare to attack us."
"I think Mr. Weasleys can't wait to have a close encounter with the toilet."
Montague grinned at Fred and George with a malicious smile. He grabbed one of the twins' hair and prepared to drag him to the toilet.
"Don't worry, Montague. I think Anderson will be here soon. We'd better prepare to welcome him. Then we can stuff their heads neatly into the toilet. The scene will be wonderful."
Flint began to recruit others to help repair the spell damage in the boys' bathroom, preparing to take the opportunity to ambush Albert.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of something falling to the ground. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a strange little ball being suddenly thrown into the boys' bathroom.
The next moment, the ball exploded, and white light filled the entire boys' bathroom.
"Asshole, what is this."
"my eyes."
"Asshole, I'm blind."
Everyone was caught by the attack, and they covered their eyes with their hands and cursed in pain.
Before Flint could react, he vaguely saw a figure rushing into the boys' bathroom. Then he felt like he was hit by a curse, and he collapsed weakly on the ground, passing out directly.
Insidious villain!
This was the last thought in the minds of the Slytherin students who were knocked down by Albert. Before they even had time to react, they were knocked down one by one by Albert who suddenly rushed into the bathroom, and they were all knocked down with a stun spell. The efficiency was extremely high.
It was so high that everyone in the bathroom was caught off guard.