In short, it is not an easy task to sneak attack on Slytherin's car.

The biggest problem lies in the control of time.

The time covered by smoke bombs is limited, and you must always be alert to the chiefs of each college.

William and the others did not want to be discovered, so they had to separate a few people to set up traps and temporarily lock the senior carriage to lead here.

That's what Cedric, Fred and Lee Jordan do.

The fire smoke bomb hit the walls of the carriage, and a large amount of white smoke emerged from the Slytherin's carriage. At the same time, the entire corridor was covered with smoke.

This is used to confuse the situation and prevent other students from thinking that a fire has occurred and flocking to block them here.

For a moment, countless screams rang out, and the students in each carriage pulled the door tightly. They really thought a fire had occurred.

If someone looks down from the sky at this time, they will find that the Hogwarts Express has several interceptors in the middle, and the thick smoke is rolling, accompanied by the "dirty" sound of the locomotive, which scares a row of flying owls in the sky.

George, who had calculated the time, took out the mirror that had been prepared and looked at the window, preparing to reflect the sunlight to attract sniff.

But they ignored the most inconspicuous small problem. Now several pieces of the carriage are covered by smoke, and the sun is also covered, so where can the sunlight be reflected?

William immediately appeared in front of George, pulled out his wand, waved it gently, and whispered: "Fluorescent flashes."

The red light lit up at the tip of the wand, like a firefly in the night sky.

The mirror reflects light and accurately shines into the carriage.

The red light has the strongest penetration power, and it will definitely be discovered by sniffing it.

Sure enough, the next second, a burst of exclamation and collision sounds came, and a black shadow appeared next to the mirror and put Qiu's mirror directly into his pocket.

George grabbed the sniffing paws and lifted it upside down. William reached out and scratched its furry belly.

Sniffing and smelling made a pleasant "rumble" sound, it trembled with excitement and its little paws hung weakly.

But happy times are always short, and a large amount of shiny things fall from their belly bags and hit the ground.

There are more than a dozen Garons dotted in scattered spaces, most of which are Sike and Nath.

It seems that not all Slytherin's students are rich.

William's eyes twitched, and he actually found an iron leader... So, in the carriage, the belt on a little wizard's casual suit was removed by sniffing!

A slutty guy!

George picked and took enough money to pay for his homework from it, and then put the remaining money and miscellaneous things in small bags and threw them towards the carriage.

Bang!

I don’t know who the bag hit, and a curse came again.

William looked at the leader in his hand and didn't know what to do. George didn't think about it. After picking it up, he threw it directly towards the window.

“…”

"Go away quickly, the premier is coming." George held William with one hand and sniffed with the other hand.

Sniffing hung in the air in a daze, seeing his big baby being thrown out of the window, it was so angry that it shivered all over, sweating all over the body on the hot weather, and its claws were cold.

Hell is empty, the devil is in the world!

Can this magic world be better? How should the sniffers live so that you wizards will be satisfied?

Tears flowed down unscrupulously, and the magic world was filled with oppression of sniffing. When will the sniffing people truly stand up!

...

...

Three minutes later, the door of the carriage was suddenly opened, and Percy rushed in angrily, but his expression quickly turned into confusion.

William and Cedric were discussing transfiguration, and Qiu hugged her little white rabbit and stared out the window in a daze.

George held the dried fish and shook it, trying to tease Bobocha, but Bobocha slept with his eyes closed and ignored him at all, while Fred and Lee Jordan were playing wizard chess...

Percy coughed his throat and asked, "The pranks outside have nothing to do with you?"

Fred raised his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Percy, what do you mean? Do we do all the bad things? George and I are your brother..."

Fred spoke louder and louder, and his tone became more and more angry. At the end, a drop of crystal tears squeezed out from the corner of his eyes.

Percy coughed his throat and apologized: "I'm just here to check it out, there's nothing else."

George wondered, "I remember that patrol was the responsibility of the chief? Oh... I understand!"

George and Fred looked at each other, and his face was filled with smiles and teased: "I understand, Percy, you must be adapting to the life of a senior in advance. After all, this position will definitely be yours next year."

Percy's face turned red and he pulled the door of the carriage hard.

Lee Jordan put the wizard chess into his bag, and he worried, "Is it really okay? If Professor McGonagall finds out..."

Fred wiped the prank potion from the corner of his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, pretending to be serious, "Well, Gryffindor deducted five points!"

George patted Lee Jordan's head and smiled and said, "Don't worry, school has not started yet. To be precise... it's still the summer vacation, so Professor McGonagall won't deduct points from our college."

Fred continued: "Don't forget that Slytherin has won the Academy Cup for five years in a row, and everyone has put in all their efforts to pull them down.

Even Professor McGonagall is no exception... Hey, Lee, what is in your backpack?"

Fred's light ejaculation attracted everyone's attention.

Lee Jordan smiled proudly and took out a handful of newspapers from his backpack.

"This is the daily newspaper of the Prophet I collected during the summer vacation. Good guys, they are all reports from your family and Malfoy, and they can be written into novels.

I heard that the Ministry of Magic suffered an attack, but there was no report, and I don’t know which ones are true and which ones are fake…”

"Ah, take it away quickly. My mother has been so angry recently because of this! Now when I see the Prophet Daily, my mother's scolding sounds in my mind." George covered his head and shouted in pain.

William quickly snatched it over and spread it on the table.

He actually saw his own photo...

It was a dynamic photo: the wand in William's hand lit up and a calf appeared on Decora.

There is also a floral title below: It’s outrageous! When will the campus bullying incident end?!

William flipped through several newspapers and found that this was an education column, surrounding that photo, and even called for reforms to Hogwarts education and cuts the salaries of professors!

Of course this is nothing. The most important position of the newspaper is a photo of Mr. Weasley and Malfoy tearing each other's clothes.

The Prophet Daily even divided into seven issues and fourteen editions to track and report on this matter.

The titles are more scary than the other.

"Shock! Ministry of Magic officials beat good citizens in the street!"

This is obvious to me as the unscrupulous reporter who made the Malfoy family’s bad money.

"Inhumanity! Malfoy blatantly attacks the core political leaders of the Ministry of Magic!"

Needless to say, Dumbledore is also in the Propaganda Department.

The perspective of Quidditch commentators is quite strange. One actually wrote: "Scotland is boiling! The scorpion swings its tail again when it shocks the sky!"

"Silence! English white-killed chicken will cry after watching it!"

The most outrageous thing is probably the report, with the title called: "Two old men hugging each other in the street, the love, hate, and love that Weasley and Malfoy have to say!"

William glanced at the author's name, Rita Skitter.

William was about to ask about the witch when a scream suddenly came from his ear.

The sound was heart-wrenching and creepy, reaching the depths of the soul.

Fred almost overturned the table, he covered his crotch and roared: "George, William, what did you two do to Sniff? It bit me, ah, it hurts!"

William remembered that Fred took out the sniff from his crotch at the beginning, and the bitten place...

Fred began to get angry, tremble, cold, and cry.

I'm a chilling separator

Sniff reminds all wizards: Sniff’s favorite is the shining recommendation ticket. If you don’t give it, Fred will warn you!
Chapter completed!