At the end of the left corridor on the Fourth Floor.
Apart from the three trembling Little Snakes huddled in the corner, only the still-shaken Mrs. Norris and the grimacing Filch remained.
After cornering the three of them, the headless suit of armor had suddenly smashed through the window and jumped out.
Filch stuck his head out the window and found that it had already vanished without a trace.
He raised his lantern toward the corner. "You again, Crabbe!"
Draco's little face turned deathly pale. He knew he was done for.
"Wayne must have tipped him off!"
Goyle had barely let out a roar when Filch shot him a vicious glare.
"You little brats, all of you come to my office."
Crabbe quickly got to his feet.
As for just how harsh the Hogwarts caretaker's punishments could be, he had the most say among everyone present.
"Don't look at me like that, you disgusting Squib!"
Draco completely ignored Filch's expression. After standing up, he even casually dusted the dirt off his clothes.
"What are you looking at?"
He returned the look with contempt. "Believe it or not, I'll have my dad kick you out of Hogwarts!"
Filch's hands trembled, as though those words had struck a nerve.
"Fine, very fine—"
He turned around at once. "When your Head of House arrives, I'll tell him exactly what happened."
"Hmph!" Draco sneered and followed after him without a care.
Astronomy Tower.
The moment the sweat-drenched Vincent appeared, the twins both put down the small bottles in their hands.
"Ooh, President Wayne has pretty good stamina~"
"Less than ten minutes, and you've already taken care of it~"
He ignored their teasing and simply spread out the Marauder's Map. "Take a look. You'll thank me."
The three following behind Filch were none