Chapter 115 Behind the Scenes
In the dead of night, the club base was crowded with people.
Here gathered the true warriors who loved games the most in Hogwarts. They dared to face the dismal scores and the professors with black faces.
Today, they gathered here to discuss how to circumvent the professors' inspection and avoid exposing the existence of the game consoles.
"I am really convinced, Potter, Weasley, do you want to destroy our great cause?"
Draco asked angrily, he never thought that these two idiots would dare to water down Snape's thesis!
If Snape found out that the real reason behind the watered-down paper was the game console, wouldn't they all be wiped out?
"If you can't learn how to keep secrets, hand over your game consoles. If you can't afford it, don't play it!"
Brace behind him sneered and taunted:
"Draco, don't you understand why? We should be more tolerant of these noobs."
"I think it's because they are stuck on Wizards Duel for so long that they don't have time to write their papers!"
The two of them sang in unison and made the little lions furious.
Harry wanted to refute, but he had to admit that Draco was right. If Snape pursued the matter to the end, the consequences would be disastrous.
But Ron didn't care. Even though they had a common goal, it didn't stop him from fighting back.
"How good have you become?" he commented sharply, "Don't think I don't know you, Malfoy. You've been pretending to have an injured arm and not going to Magical Beasts and Herbology classes, hiding in your dorm to play games! If you're caught, you'll be one of the culprits!"
He said this as if he was not the one who pretended to have a cold to avoid going to Transfiguration class.
Harry thought it made sense and started to comment:
"Madam Pomfrey could heal that injury in a second - you've been pretending for so long, the professor is no fool!"
This immediately caused laughter from the people around, as they all knew about Draco's medical miracle -
He was so injured that he couldn't get out of bed in Magical Creatures and Herbology, but he was fully recovered in Potions.
For a moment, the room was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Draco blushed and cried out:
"Are you giant monsters? Do you know how to properly allocate resources?"
"Limited time must be fully utilized. If there are no opportunities to play, opportunities must be created. Don't you understand?"
"There are only a few hours a day to play, so of course I have to choose the most cost-effective course!"
But the people around didn't listen at all. They were still laughing and ignored such a weak defense.
Draco immediately turned his gaze towards Jian Yu, who was yawning in the corner of the classroom. Seeing her looking like she was watching the fun, he felt like he was about to have a myocardial infarction at such a young age. So he pulled her up:
"Yu! Please judge for yourself. Isn't what I said more reasonable than what they said?"
Jian Yu, who was forced to wake up from a semi-sleeping state, was confused.
What's the point?
What's the point of commenting?
What's the reason?
She had originally just wanted to come here to collect some game suggestions and fair reviews on the bulletin board—
As a result, she was surrounded and blocked by a group of people, who demanded that she stay here and witness their great cause.
But before everyone arrived and started, she was already half asleep.
"I think it would be better for everyone to start... uh... great work as soon as possible, what do you think?"
She dodged Draco's question deftly.
Draco thought that made sense.
It was Potter and Weasley who wasted their time and delayed their plans!
The first "Anti-Confiscation of Gaming Consoles" Representative Conference officially began, with everyone working together to offer suggestions and advice.
"I hid the machine in a water cup, but unfortunately I can't drink the water--"
"I hid in my robes and played on the desks during class, but unfortunately some classrooms didn't have desks with lumps—"
A wise little eagle scoffed at these practices:
"After a few days of practice and summary, I came up with the best method."
She picked up a book with an intact cover but a large hole in the middle and introduced it:
"All you have to do is hollow out a book and hide the silenced machine inside."
Her clever move won praise from other students, who said she was worthy of being a Ravenclaw because she knew how to make full use of textbooks.
Another junior Hufflepuff said that due to his poor memory, he almost forgot to turn off the sound of the game console.
"I studied the library books for three or four days!" he said excitedly, "and learned several different silencing spells, and used them on the game console! Now I don't have to worry about being exposed in class anymore!"
His actions triggered rounds of applause, and students took out their own game consoles and cast spells on the spot.
They also exchanged excuses and reasons for night outings:
"If we get caught wandering here at night, we can just say we were curious and wanted to see the Dementors!"
"Or maybe you want to explore the secrets of Hogwarts!"
"Or maybe I have a stomachache and want to go to the hospital wing!"
After that, they started listing the rules, such as students who brought video game consoles to class were not allowed to sit in the front half of the classroom, strict professors - specifically Snape - assigned papers that were not too wordy, and leave of absence from class had to be taken in turns by shift, etc.
Jian Yu couldn't help but sigh at the wisdom of the masses.
The professors hadn't confiscated the game consoles yet, but they were so cautious.
It feels a bit like preparing for a rainy day.
Then they began to arrange the classes for leave according to the class schedule, and set rules such as not being able to take leave from the same class for two consecutive weeks, so as not to arouse the professors' suspicion of students missing too many classes.
They even set reasons for taking leave for each shift, such as pretending to be sick by having a headache due to the wind, vomiting due to eating too much, and roommates being sick and needing care... Some people even planned to deliberately get some poisonous hairs of the Flobberworm to get some vacation time.
Classmate Draco teaches the exquisite performance art on the spot, and is committed to making everyone learn reliable ways to pretend to be sick.
He had colds, diarrhea, headaches, sprained ankles, etc. It was obvious that he did this often at home.
It can be said that he is a professional and proficient in this field.
This amazed even his arch-enemies Harry and Ron -
They all said that they were indeed not as good as Malfoy and that they still had a lot of room for improvement in performing arts.
"I can't expect you to be perfect." Draco, who had stolen the show, raised his head. It was obvious that any form of victory over Potter made him very proud. "This requires day after day of practice. With your brains, tsk tsk tsk -"
Harry and Ron rarely objected. They agreed with their eyes, but they still said stubbornly:
"What's so amazing about this? Anyone can do it with more practice!"
"Tomorrow we will say we have diarrhea and ask Professor Sprout for leave!"
This made Draco so angry that he slammed the table and stood up:
"You are not on the leave schedule for tomorrow. It's my day off from Transfiguration class!"
Just as they were about to start arguing again, the Weasley twins who were standing guard at the door suddenly rushed in.
They blew a loud whistle, a sign of approach:
"Filch's cat is coming!"
At that moment, the entire base became unusually quiet, as if everyone's throat was being strangled. The originally noisy and bustling discussion suddenly disappeared, replaced by dead silence.
The students seemed to have discussed it beforehand and acted quickly. They hid under the table.
The stickers originally on the wall also disappeared one after another, returning to their original mottled appearance; the bulletin board also automatically turned around, with the side with the content automatically facing the wall.
For a moment, it was as if no one had ever set foot in the classroom.
At the same time, the flames on the candlesticks went out one by one as if they had received an order, shrouding the room in darkness. It was not total darkness, however, for there was another faint flicker of light - the gleam from the tips of the wands as the students whispered silencing and odor-removing spells.
The dung egg group is in place at the door, and once Filch finds something unusual, the red hat will start throwing.
Jian Yu was also pulled by Draco and Blaise and hid under the podium. The space here was spacious and much more comfortable than under the table.
She suppressed her smile, humming a little tune in her heart, thinking -
This "black internet cafe" will be raided by the professor one day...
I will definitely be able to send this culprit back home!
Gathering together to play games, not only skipping classes but also going out at night together——
If she doesn’t leave, who will?
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