"Does this really mean anything?"
In the Prefects' Bathroom, Lee Jordan sat by the edge of the pool with a pocket watch in hand, asking Albert, who was completely submerged in the bath.
"I think it's pretty meaningful. Say, aren't you coming down for a soak?" Fred asked with a grin.
"Did you forget?" George scooped up a large handful of foam and plopped it onto Fred's head. Glancing at Lee Jordan, he said, "That guy can't swim."
"It's a bathroom. It's not like he'll drown," Fred couldn't help saying.
"Ahem, I never thought Hogwarts had such a nice place," Lee Jordan said with a light cough, trying to change the subject. "And Fred, you should really wash your hair. You're practically turning into Snape."
"It's just that you don't know it yourself."
Fred climbed out of the pool and ran off to wash his hair.
"Then why don't any of you come here to bathe?" Lee Jordan asked in return.
"Albert doesn't use the Prefects' Bathroom either, does he?" George said with a shrug.
Though the Prefects' Bathroom really was luxurious, it would still be rather awkward to run into someone else here.
The Prefects' Bathroom door actually opened with a password, which meant anyone who knew it could come in for a bath whenever they liked. If a female prefect happened to come in for a bath at that moment, that would be quite a spectacle.
"How long has it been?"
"Almost an hour."
"That should be enough, shouldn't it? The second task is just to retrieve the treasure within an hour. With your abilities, I don't think you'd need an hour to finish it."
The three of them never worried that Albert would fail the task.
"Don't be stupid. If I don't figure out how long the