Ever since he had thoroughly dealt with Fred and George, the resentment Filch had been bottling up had vanished completely. He was now not only in high spirits and excellent health, but even his food tasted better than before.
After dinner, Filch finally strolled toward the dungeon where the Weasley twins were being held, intending to send the hungry pair to scrub chamber pots in the Hospital Wing. He had always firmly believed that making them work more and suffer more would cure them of their mischievous habits.
Just as Filch expected to find the Weasley twins utterly dejected, he discovered that the dungeon was empty. The Weasley brothers, who had been locked inside, had—vanished.
Filch stared at the empty dungeon in a daze, his entire body trembling uncontrollably. It was impossible to tell whether he was shaking with rage or sheer excitement.
To Filch, the twins' "prison break" was not actually such terrible news.
Those ungrateful little brats had to still be at Hogwarts, and as long as they remained at Hogwarts, they would never escape punishment. Their new Headmistress was not as tolerant as Dumbledore; she certainly would not allow anyone to evade punishment.
All the changes at Hogwarts lately were simply wonderful in Filch's eyes.
Filch immediately went to the Headmistress's office to report the news to that woman. Those mischievous little brats were sure to receive even harsher punishment. He would definitely whip them until their skin split open, and then no one would dare break school rules so recklessly again.
Upon learning that Fred and George had "escaped," Umbridge was not angry or furious in the slightest. Instead, the smile on her face grew even brighter.
"So, they refused to accept their punishment and ran away?"
After hearing Filch's report, Umbridge glanced at the two