"How terrifying!" Fred made a show of shuddering, his tone full of deliberate horror. "There was actually sweat in it! No wonder you threw up so badly!"
"Exactly!" George patted his chest, still shaken. "I studied it for ages, and in the end I ate it..."
"But I forgot to prepare the antidote!" He pulled a pained face. "I puked on the spot for ten minutes and nearly 'resonated' my lunch out too!"
"Oh! I wasn't much better..." Fred let out an exaggerated sigh. "I chose a Dungbomb, because it represented chaos and surprise."
"Unfortunately, chaos and surprise..." George shrugged, a helpless smile appearing on his face. "Only the chaos belonged to us. The surprise belonged to Ginny and Ron."
"The surprise belonged to Ginny and Ron?" Neville leaned forward curiously. "Why?"
"Because when I was trying to 'resonate' with the Dungbomb..." Fred made an exploding gesture with his hands. "I accidentally blew the Dungbomb up."
George added, "Although the 'resonance' didn't succeed, we did successfully turn the room into a lavatory!"
"A lavatory?" Neville blinked, not quite understanding at first.
At first he did not get it, but once he heard Hanna, Vizet, and Luna laughing, he understood what that so-called "lavatory" meant, and started laughing too.
"You can probably imagine what happened after that..." Fred spread both hands. "Mum came upstairs, pointed her Wand at us..."
"So it turns out Mum's Duelling Skills are that good!" George said with heartfelt feeling. "She could aim at our backsides every single time. There was no dodging her!"
"The room was a complete mess at the time, and Ginny, Ron, and the others were watching from the side. It was like they'd all swallowed Quick-acting Truancy Treats, laughing so hard they nearly threw up."
"Mum was even better! She waved her