"Are we really throwing it here?"
In a corner of the second-floor corridor, the Weasley twins were whispering quietly. After yesterday's efforts, Fred had successfully mastered the Unlocking Charm. The next morning, the two could not wait to cause trouble for Filch, leading to the scene before them.
"Yes, throw it here." George looked toward the end of the corridor and nodded. "Yesterday, third-year William threw a U-No-Poo here. I heard Filch spent a long time cleaning it off the floor."
"All right, remember to cover for me later." Looking as though he were marching bravely to his death, Fred saw Filch approaching and discreetly slipped his hand into the paper bag. He pulled out a U-No-Poo and was about to say a few more words to George when he suddenly realized his twin had already vanished without a trace.
"That bastard, he ran off pretty fast." Fred took a deep breath. As Filch passed by, the U-No-Poo in his hand conveniently dropped to the floor.
Pfft.
A rotten stench spread from the floor and immediately filled most of the corridor. Filch lowered his head, his expression nearly twisting out of shape. He suddenly looked up and glanced around like a madman, his gaze settling on Fred, who was holding the paper bag.
"You hateful little brat, do you know how long it took me to clean up that U-No-Poo yesterday?" Filch's face had gone bright red, the muscles in his cheeks twitching as though he were about to explode with rage. He grabbed Fred's hand and held it up.
Since he had just taken a U-No-Poo out of the paper bag, Fred's hand was filthy.
"The evidence is conclusive. Come with me. This time, I am putting you in detention no matter what," Filch said, grabbing Fred and preparing