Infiltration Incident

"What time is it?"

Isabelle had just woken up. She nuzzled her head into Albert's arms and asked groggily.

"Almost half past six."

Albert reached for the pocket watch on the bedside table and checked the time by the dim candlelight. "We need to get up. We still have to attend the Halloween feast later."

"I'm a little tired," the girl mumbled.

"Your blood sugar is probably a little low."

Albert gently held his girlfriend, set the pocket watch back on the bedside table, then casually grabbed a box of chocolates from the pile of sweets. After unwrapping it, he held a piece to her lips. "Some sweets will make you feel much better. Come on, open up—ah!"

"Blood sugar?"

Isabelle vaguely took a bite of the chocolate, curling deeper into Albert's arms like a kitten. "What's that?"

"Want some more?"

"Mhm."

After Albert slowly fed Isabelle an entire piece of chocolate, the two finally got out of bed. The girl stood before the mirror and smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes, then seized the last ten minutes to hurry downstairs toward the Great Hall.

Hundreds upon hundreds of jack-o'-lanterns floated above the Great Hall. Since Hagrid had neglected the giant pumpkins in the fields, Professor Flitwick had no choice but to make up for it another way.

Albert quickly found Fred, George, and Lee Jordan. The three were sitting beneath a flock of fluttering bats, and they had saved Albert a seat.

"It cost thirteen Galleons altogether."

Pretending to admire the orange streamers breathing fire across the ceiling, Fred whispered to Albert, "But we can't be sure that bastard didn't use fakes to rip us off."

As he spoke, George took some Venomous Tentacula seeds, resembling shriveled black bean pods, from a bulging bag.

Albert held the Venomous