As the night went on, the number of people in the Gryffindor common room gradually dwindled, and most of the remaining students were busy doing homework.
"Finally finished." Li Qiaodan stood up from the sofa, stretched out lazily, and put away the parchment with a summary of Gamp's basic transformation rules. After the last experience, the three of them no longer looked for Ai
Bert used homework as a comparison so as not to worry about it.
"How are you doing with your transfiguration training?"
"No, we can only do this at the moment." Fred sighed softly and showed his practice success to the other party. The needle was a bit...well, very thick. It just changed the shape of the match.
In the shape of a needle.
If you can't turn a match into a thin needle, Professor McGonagall will definitely not be able to pass the level.
"Come on, it's already pretty good. If you can learn transfiguration easily, what does other people's efforts mean?" Albert said angrily. He was reading a book, and only the last few pages of "Selected Spells of the Nineteenth Century" were left.
Already.
"You should at least give me a look and make an evaluation!" Fred said angrily, holding the "needle" in front of Albert and shaking it.
"By the way, you haven't finished reading that book yet!"
"There are only a few pages left." Albert raised his head and glanced at the results of Fred's practice all night. The "needle" was really not that thick.
"How to solve this situation?" Fred handed the "needle" to Albert.
"Practice for a few more days and you will definitely succeed." Albert said without thinking.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" George couldn't help rolling his eyes. His needle was a little thinner than Fred's, at least it could barely be regarded as a needle instead of a small pointed iron rod.
It wouldn't be too much to say that the thing Fred conjured out of matches was a nail.
"I have also encountered your situation." Albert picked up the wand and conjured a pin. "You need to conjure the pin first, and then think about how to make more detailed changes appear on the needle."
"What are you giving us this for?" George asked in confusion after taking the pin.
"Of course it's for reference. You need to conjure a needle, but it doesn't need to be the same, just an ordinary needle." Albert looked at the three of them and said, "Try again."
"A needle?" George muttered. He raised his wand and lit it on a match. After reciting the spell, an unsightly pin appeared in front of several people.
"Succeeded?" Fred picked up the pin and looked at it, feeling incredible.
"You have failed too many times and have low self-confidence." Albert explained, "You should have some confidence in yourself and think that you will succeed."
"Then why did you give me this needle?" George was even more puzzled.
"Distract your attention, stop you from thinking about your failure, and give you a comparison." Albert said casually.
"By the way, how are you learning the Disguise Charm?" George asked abruptly.
"It should be almost ready next week." Albert opened the wrapping paper, put the chocolate candy into his mouth and asked, "Why are you asking this? Are you thinking..." His fingers made a slipping motion.
.
"Yeah, are you going tonight?" Fred broke the news: "I heard that Filch has a cold. This is a good opportunity."
"Don't get caught." Albert closed the book and glanced at the task list. Sure enough, the reading maniac's progress had reached 1/100.
"Aren't you going?" George asked.
"Not going."
"We misjudged you." Fred and George looked like they didn't expect you to be like this Albert. They turned their heads to look at Li Jordan, and they were caught by the other party before they even opened their mouths.
"Don't look at me." Li Qiaodan shrugged, obviously not wanting to go.
"You guys...okay." The Weasley twins looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, "It seems that we are the only ones going on a night out."
"If you want to go out at night, choose Friday. After all, you don't have to go to school the next day." Albert reminded kindly that if you don't have a rest at night, how can you go to school the next day.
If you doze off in class, does that mean you don’t want to hang out?
"It makes sense, just choose Friday." Fred nodded.
"What are you doing on Friday?" A cold voice sounded, and Fred felt a dark shadow in front of him. When he raised his head and looked up, he found Percy standing in front of him.
"What are you going to do on Friday?" Percy asked sharply.
"Practice transfiguration!" George said without thinking.
"Don't think I didn't hear it." Percy glared at the twin brothers with dissatisfaction and said coldly: "Yeyou, you know how many points will be deducted if Yeyou is caught."
George winked at Percy with an innocent face and said, "I heard that Gryffindor hasn't won the Academy Cup for several years."
"I've been keeping an eye on you two, don't cause any trouble for me." Percy was so angry that he could naturally hear the implication of George's words.
Look, no one cares about scores, otherwise how could they not work hard to earn points and win the honor of the House Cup for Gryffindor?
Gryffindor students don't care about honors?
No, of course I care.
However, in reality, no one takes earning points for the college seriously, so naturally they have no chance of participating in the College Cup.
After all, scores don't just happen.
Moreover, he had failed many times in Quidditch matches, which naturally made matters worse.
"Percy is so annoying."
"I think so too!"
"I'm telling you, next time we discuss important matters, we should find a place where no one is around to talk!" Albert shook his head and reminded: "If you talk here, everyone will hear that you want to go out at night.
Already?"
"I seem to hear someone planning to go out for a night outing?" Mark walked over, put his hand on Fred's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "This is a good habit. I have never gone out for a night outing. How can I be so embarrassed to call myself that?"
Where are the Gryffindor students?"
Listening to Mark telling about his glorious deeds, the muscles at the corners of Albert's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he couldn't help but interjected: "Caught by Filch?" "No, no."
"I heard that Filch knows most of the secret passages, and he also has a smart cat to help keep track." Albert told a cruel fact, "Unless you are more familiar with the secret passages of the castle than Filch, otherwise
It's hard to escape him. Or have you put a spell on Filch?"
"Okay, the confusion spell is very effective." Mark said casually.
"Don't listen to Mark's nonsense." Erin came over and took Mark away. Before leaving, she told them, "There is Quidditch training on Wednesday afternoon."
"I dare say that Mark must have gone out on a date at night and was caught by Filch." Returning to the dormitory, Li Qiaodan talked about it again.
"You really don't want to come with us?" Fred asked again.
"Even if we have to go on a night tour, it's not now." Lee Jordan said angrily. They had been to Hogwarts for too short a time, and their understanding of the castle was limited. They really didn't understand Fred and George's deeds.