"It was a gradual process too." Vizet gave his Wand a light flick over the cauldron. "The content was relatively simple at first, things like handling Fire Dragon livers."
"Handling... handling Fire Dragon livers?" Colin Creevey blinked, forgetting to put down the frog in his hand. "When did that start? Don't tell me it was when you first enrolled..."
While Snape was out of the office, Colin Creevey and Dennis Creevey chatted with Vizet as they handled the last few frogs.
Colin Creevey and Dennis Creevey's movements grew quicker and quicker, and their voices grew more and more excited.
Just as the two of them finally finished all the frogs in the bucket, tossed the last piece of brain pulp inside, and were about to jump up and cheer in celebration, Vizet went, "Shh."
Vizet tilted his head toward the door and lowered his voice. "Professor Snape is coming back. We'd better keep quiet."
Colin Creevey and Dennis Creevey naturally trusted Vizet's words completely, and quickly fell silent.
The next moment, footsteps really sounded outside the door.
Colin Creevey and Dennis Creevey instinctively held their breath, staring nervously at the doorway.
The first to appear in the doorway was, naturally, Snape in his black robe.
But Snape had not returned alone. Behind him were Fred and George.
Fred and George were floating in midair, as if an invisible force had them by the collars, and they were hauled inside just like that.
Although the two of them were in a rather awkward situation, they were still making bright-eyed excuses, gesturing in midair with both hands.
Fred spread his hands as if making a sales pitch. "Professor Snape, you have to believe us... we were only conducting a magical study..."
George picked up the thread, his body swaying in the air.