"Together?" Fred turned around and said to George beside him, his tone was as relaxed as if he was asking if they wanted to have breakfast together.
"This is the first step of a warrior." George said proudly.
The Weasley twins were just below the stairs, and pairs of eyes around them were staring at the black suspended door and at the two of them. The two smiled at each other and stepped on the black mirror-like steps.
"I thought it would be slippery, but I didn't expect it to be so stable. A good start, George." Fred said loudly and proudly, deliberately letting the people next to him hear.
They walked up the seven steps and stood in front of the black door, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
"How do we get in?"
"Push it open with your hands?"
"Oh, that's not magic." George said, but Fred had already stretched out his hand and pushed hard in the center of the black door, and black mist was swirling around.
"No response," Fred said, but he suddenly widened his eyes and his whole body faded like a phantom. George immediately grabbed his shoulders and the two were sucked in together.
The people around held their breath and waited quietly.
"Did they succeed?" Ron asked hesitantly, a little uncertain.
"It's just going in, but we still have to face unknown tests." Hermione said, and she asked thoughtfully, "Are they together now, or are they separated?"
"Does it make a difference?" Dean
asked nervously, "I hope we can be together, right, Seamus?" "Yes." Seamus muttered, and took out a badge of the Irish Quidditch team from his pocket. He put it on himself tremblingly, "This is my lucky charm."
Harry glanced at the clover badge and knew that Seamus and his mother were die-hard fans of the Irish team. They were very happy about the victory of this team in the Quidditch World Cup final in the summer vacation. In fact, he and Ron also bought the same badge, which could also call out the names of each player on the Irish team, but now the magic weakened and the sound became weak, so Harry stuffed it into his socks.
Neville's little round face was tense, and one hand was tightly holding his wand.
About half a minute later
, the quiet black door moved, and the entangled black fog boiled up, like a boiling kettle, pouring out a large amount of black water mist. With fangs and claws, it covered the entire door. Two shadows seemed to be thrown out forcefully. They were the Weasley brothers. They turned over and drew a crooked, irregular arc. At the moment of landing, they were lifted by an invisible force, which relieved some of the force and fell to the ground.
"Ouch!" George pressed on Fred, and the two rolled on the ground twice, covered with mud and grass.
The young wizards were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.
"Great! Thank you Fred and George for the fun we brought us, but it's a pity that it's not a good start." A voice suddenly interrupted the laughter, and the voice was loud, making the ears of the people around rumble. A circle of people suddenly became empty in the crowd, revealing a wizard with terrifying dreadlocks.
He was Lee Jordan, one of the bad friends of the Weasley twins. After failing in a Gryffindor team selection in his early years, he served as a Quidditch commentator. Lee Jordan has a humorous personality and likes to brag. The most outrageous statement recently was that he openly stated in the common room that he would use the advantage of his skin color to infiltrate the inner circle of Vagado and spy on secrets for the Hogwarts warriors.
"It would be even better if I could learn one or two new magic tricks." He said with great longing at the time.
...
At this moment, Lee Jordan came out with a stomping sound, holding his wand against his throat and casting a "loud voice spell" to speak. He shouted: "Next, I, the Quidditch commentator Lee Jordan, who will be unemployed for a whole year, will give you a wonderful commentary!"
The other students were a little dazed, but the Gryffindor students clapped their hands a few times to show their respect.
"Ahem! Thank you, thank you! You are so enthusiastic..." He bowed to the people around him in a pretentious manner, "Let us first interview the two parties involved and get first-hand information. You should also want to know some inside information, right?" Lee Jordan said.
The students quieted down now, and several senior students who were eager to move also stopped, perhaps they could hear some useful information.
Fred and George got up from the ground, their faces still in shock. When they heard what Lee Jordan said, they smiled wickedly.
"Oh, don't reveal too much."
"It was very difficult!"
"Did you need to fight?" Lee Jordan interrupted.
"Uh..."
"Yes, it was a hard fight."
"But you are clean. The dust on your robes is from when you were thrown out." Lee Jordan showed a suspicious look, of course, it could be fake, he and the twins have always cooperated well.
"How should I put it," Fred sighed, "That's Professor Hep's magic, from a master of memory, think about the professor's stone basin..."
"Oh, I see!" Lee Jordan said, "You are fighting in the world of thought!"
The two couldn't help laughing, "You are right!"
"What did you encounter?" Lee Jordan asked with great interest, "I think others would like to know too." The little wizards listened more carefully, secretly thinking about the dangers they might encounter, and they could also refer to it.
"We, uh, encountered a snake!"
"A snake?" Lee Jordan asked.
"Yes, a very big snake that can reach the ceiling... George, you tell me!"
"Well, I think... it has three heads and patterns."
In the crowd, Hermione muttered: "Three heads and patterns, how can it be a runes snake? But they are usually only six or seven feet long, which doesn't match their description."
Other students felt the same way, always feeling that Fred and George's description was specious.
"Maybe it was changed by Professor Happ privately." Ron guessed, Harry and Hermione nodded thoughtfully, "It is indeed possible."
On the other side, Lee Jordan saw Fred and George off, they removed the magic and discussed in a low voice.
"What do you think the professor's test is?" Fred said.
"By hitting people, see how we respond." George said without hesitation. "
I think so too, otherwise we wouldn't have gone bankrupt seventeen times in a row..." Fred shuddered, "That feeling is too terrible, and it's very real. I was completely immersed in it and didn't realize there was a problem at all."
"Wait, you said seventeen times? But I failed fifteen times!" George widened his eyes.
Fred looked at him hesitantly, "Did I count wrong?"
"Definitely not, it's so vivid!" George said with lingering fear, "I suspect I will have a nightmare tonight."
"So, we are experiencing different illusions?"
"That should be the case."
"Okay," Fred nodded, "Let's exchange the reasons for our respective business failures, go back and write them down in the notebook! These are all lessons."
A seventh-grade student walked up the steps, reached out to touch the black door, and was sucked in.
Li Jordan explained, "The third person went in! After knowing that he was about to face a three-headed snake, the off-site information told me that it might be a mutant runes, thank him for still standing up! Great courage! One more question, is he a senior from Gryffindor?"
Hufflepuff students started to make a noise, and Li Jordan said in a panic, "Uh, it seems not..." He quickly changed the subject, "The third volunteer has already gone in, we guess he will stick to it, my God!"
A figure was thrown out immediately, rolled a few times in the air, and landed lightly on the ground. The seventh grade student collapsed on the ground with a look of horror on his face, waving his empty right arm behind him like a wand, shouting: "Obstacles galore! Obstacles galore!" Even Lee Jordan, who came close, was punched in the face, and half of his face swelled up immediately.
"Hiss~ Calm down, calm down! Oh my God, come and take him away!" Lee Jordan shouted, covering his face.
After a while, this somewhat hysterical student was taken away by his friends. He looked lost and distraught. Lee Jordan didn't know what he had experienced, but everyone had their own ideas.
"Maybe he was eaten by a big snake." Hufflepuff student Ernie Macmillan said to his friend Justin Finch-Fletch.
"Don't listen to him," said Susan Bones on the side, "He said last year that Sirius Black turned himself into an orange and was bought by Filch..."
"I just said it casually!" said Ernie Macmillan, who was tall and strong and looked very oppressive. "Besides, I got the inspiration from Hannah. She said Black could turn into a flowering bush!"
Hannah Abbott frowned and looked at him unkindly.
"... Two years ago, she said Harry Potter was the heir to the Chamber of Secrets." Susan Bones continued regardless.
Ernie yelled angrily, "I apologized to Harry! Apologize in public!" Justin pulled him, and his sleeves were almost rolled up, revealing a pair of thick and fat hands.
Ernie muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just that there is an aunt who is the Director of Magical Law Enforcement..."
Susan Bones glared at him, but they didn't quarrel. The seventh-year Hufflepuff student came back with legs as soft as noodles. His friend asked him, "What on earth did you go through?"
"A runes plait!" He said with chattering teeth, "It was even scarier than what the two Weasleys said! It kept chasing me, and there were other things following behind. I didn't see clearly, and I just ran and threw obstacle spells behind it, and the result..." He swallowed and said breathlessly, "I saw a mouth."
"Whose mouth?"
"No, I don't know. I rushed directly into its mouth. I only remember a mouthful of fishy yellow teeth, tightly closed, and then, then I came out." He trembled as he told his story.
The little Hufflepuff wizard looked a little ugly, and at this moment, Cedric Diggory took a deep breath, "I'll try!"