Fred raised an eyebrow, putting on a heartbroken expression. "Neville, you've really wronged us!"
"Exactly!" George immediately puffed out his chest and asked with a serious look, "You know Hogwarts Castle is Unplottable. Isn't that hidden enough?"
Neville scratched his head. "It seems... hidden enough."
"And dangerous!" Fred gestured animatedly. "Just think about it! There are staircases here that can change direction at any moment, and wandering ghosts!"
"Not to mention all kinds of magical creatures—a Hippogriff that can tear your arm off with one swipe of its claws, archery-shooting Centaurs, or the Blast-Ended Skrewts Hagrid once raised!"
"And Filch! Filch's cat! And Mc..." He suddenly hunched his shoulders. "Anyway, Hogwarts Castle is extremely dangerous!"
"And there really are all kinds of Protective Magic here. During the 'Wizarding World War,' this place was even called 'the safest place in the world'! You can't deny that, can you?"
Neville muttered softly, "It seems... that does make a lot of sense."
"That's more like it!" George said with a wicked grin. "Our introduction earlier merely left out a few details—some utterly insignificant details!"
He held up his thumb and forefinger to demonstrate. "That's called reasonable and appropriate embellishment. Doesn't The Daily Prophet do that all the time?"
Neville opened his mouth, raised a hand to rub his temple, and nodded with some difficulty.
Seeing Neville's reaction, Hanna could not help laughing. She turned her head and whispered to him, "Neville, you can't outargue those two."
Fred's expression turned solemn. "Hanna, that's not right!"
George nodded in agreement. "Exactly! Just tell us—aren't the things we said facts?"
"Fine! They are facts." Hanna did not deny it. "But no matter how impressive you make it sound, won't they still have to see how it actually performs?"
"My Great-Granduncle told me that no matter how