The students did not dare to speak for almost a whole class, even breathing as lightly as possible, and it was impossible for a smile to appear on their faces.
They were too afraid, afraid that if they made any noise or movement, Snape would think someone was laughing at him, and that would be the end of it.
But there is no point in being so cautious. After all, just hearing the content of the roaring letter is already a recipe for death.
Under Professor Snape's elegant and easy-going teaching, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw together scored a hundred house points in one class...in reverse.
Several students who broke the potion were sent to solitary confinement. Neville burned the cauldron and even "distributed" the bathroom and cleaned the toilet.
The homework assigned after class can even go around Hogwarts... I wonder if I thought it was Christmas holiday homework.
In retaliation, the news that Snape was invited as a dance partner by Gryffindor students was spread to the badgers and eagles immediately after class.
It is well known that Snape has a feud with Gryffindor, but now a little lion invites him to the ball. This is so weird!
Everyone is extremely curious about this mysterious, heavy-tasting student, and some even offer a large reward for the identity of this ruthless man.
Some people are curious, and naturally some people break the defense, such as Ron.
He walked around the Gryffindor common room with a look of disbelief on his face and said:
"Even people like Snape are invited, but no girl invites me as a dance partner. I am a warrior, one of the five warriors of Hogwarts. Shouldn't I be very popular?!"
The more Ron talked, the angrier he became. He slapped the castle built with crackling exploding cards. The entire castle exploded instantly, scorching his eyebrows.
"It's so beautiful, Ron...it matches your ceremonial robe very well."
Fred, who was writing a letter, looked up and said with a smile: "But you can't find a dance partner. It's a pity that you have such a good makeup."
"I can definitely find it." Ron said angrily: "I am a warrior!"
"There are more than a dozen warriors in the school. It's not such a precious identity." George said with a smile:
"As long as you can be a human being in the first project, you will find a dance partner now."
"That's right, you stretched your hips too much, and everyone saw your performance through the monitor, so no one would be willing to be your dance partner." Fred added.
Ron glared at Fred hard, "You make it sound like you have a dance partner."
"I do have...Angelina." Fred replied without thinking.
For a moment, even Harry, who was in a daze, raised his head and asked in surprise: "You have already invited her?"
"Good question." Fred turned his head and shouted towards the other end of the common room: "Hey, Angelina!"
Angelina was chatting with Alia Spinnet by the fire when she heard the shout and looked towards Fred.
"What's the matter?" she asked loudly.
"Will you go to prom with me?"
Angelina looked at Fred with a calculating look.
"Okay." She said, then turned to continue chatting with Aria, with a faint smile on her face.
"You see?" Fred shrugged at Ron and Harry, "It's a piece of cake, it's that simple."
Harry looked at Fred with great admiration, ready to learn a few tricks from him.
George stuffed the letter written by Fred into the envelope, and asked: "Ron, can you lend me your owl?"
"Are you sending another letter?" Ron frowned and said, "This is already the tenth letter you have sent this week. Who are you writing to?"
"Don't mind your own business, Ron, or I'll burn your nose too," George joked.
"If you don't tell me, I won't lend you the owl." Ron said angrily, "I'm going to write to my mother and say that you two are tinkering with those prank inventions again."
"Are you threatening us?" Fred looked provocatively into Ron's eyes and said, "Little brother, you will suffer a big loss if you do this!"
"Then let's try and see who will be unlucky first!" Ron picked up the quill and seemed ready to write a letter.
George and Fred looked at each other. George suddenly laughed, snatched the quill from Ron's hand and said:
"It doesn't hurt to tell you, we are not making prank inventions, but helping others bring goods."
"Bringing goods?"
"That's right, Hogwarts has listed many items as prohibited and cannot be brought into the school." George glanced around and said in a low voice:
"We help other students bring in contraband from outside and get some commission along the way."
"Is it very profitable?" Ron's eyes lit up instantly.
"It's not bad, we actually only make hard-earned money." Fred shrugged, "I can't tell you more, it involves commercial secrets!"
Harry asked curiously: "What did everyone ask you to bring?"
"There are too many. Filch has listed several contraband items on parchment." George whispered: "But the most popular thing recently is the love potion, and the supply is almost in short supply."
"Love potion, what is that?" Harry asked with a confused look on his face.
"The love potion is the most effective love potion in the world!" Fred said with a smile on his face, "As long as you add a little bit of you, anyone who takes the potion will fall in love with you."
When Ron heard this, he looked eager. He stared at the twins and said, "Is it really so effective?"
"Of course it's fake." George laughed: "Love drugs cannot really create love, they can only lead to strong obsession or infatuation."
"That's also very useful." Ron said excitedly. "How much does a bottle cost?"
"It's very expensive." Fred looked into Ron's eyes and said, "But even if you have money, we will not sell you the love potion."
"Why?!" Ron said angrily.
"You must have bought it with the intention of giving it to others." George said, "But this kind of behavior is illegal. If you are caught, you will be imprisoned in Azkaban."
"We don't want our little brother to go to jail before he reaches adulthood."
"Then you still sell it to others?" Harry asked.
"It's not illegal to just sell love potions, but it's illegal to give them to others." George explained:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Besides, all the love potions we sold were bought by girls. They wanted to give them to Luo Fu."
"Rolf?" Harry and Ron looked at each other in shock.
"Yes." Fred said with emotion: "I dare say that more than half of the girls in Hogwarts want to be Rolf's dance partner."
"But Rolf will definitely not agree." Ron said: "He will definitely invite Shirley, she is the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts... Of course, the Veela named Fleur is also possible."
"That's why they came up with a crooked idea." Fred said, "We have already warned Rove to be on guard against this, and nothing will happen to him, so we sold it.
We also plan to give Luo Fu a share, so that we can all work together to make money."
"..."
Good guys, this is still a supply chain.
"But it's different for you. If you want to invite a girl, you'd better not have such twisted thoughts." George warned: "If you are discovered, you will go to Azkaban."
Ron looked disappointed, George patted him on the shoulder and comforted:
"Ron, if you really can't invite a dance partner, we can help you introduce one."
"Really?" Ron said excitedly: "Which college is this girl from and what's her name?"
"We can't tell you yet. We will introduce you only if you are not invited." Fred chuckled.
"That guy has beautiful black hair, and there is a strong body fragrance on his hair, which can be smelled no matter how far away he is.
That guy is a bit aloof. He usually lives alone. He has been single since birth. He has a very clean private life. He has learned potions very well. He can also tutor you..."
"We both wrote to that person today, asking if we need a dance partner." George smiled and said, "If you don't want to, we will introduce him to Harry."
Black hair, aloof, sharp words... Ron has already imagined the image of a beautiful royal sister.
"I do!" Ron nodded repeatedly.
George and Fred winked at each other and laughed happily.
