Harry packed the Chinese chomping cabbage into a small pouch. He had bought the pouch from a mysterious wizard in Diagon Alley before.
A small pouch with an Untraceable Extension Charm was now prohibited from being sold.
Suitcases were an exception; new students needed to buy them from designated shops.
He also tucked the Dragonhide gloves into his pocket. If you tried to handle Chinese Chomping Cabbage without gloves, your hands would get bitten badly.
The next time he went to Diagon Alley, he should buy some chomping cabbage seeds while he was there, Harry thought.
Neville happened to be quite skilled at growing them, so he could leave the task to him.
But the chomping cabbage seeds in Diagon Alley would not be sold to a little wizard like him. If he wanted to buy them, he would have to go to Knockturn Alley next door.
Harry pocketed the small pouch and tiptoed out of the dormitory.
When he returned to the Great Hall, the Twins were clearly starting to get impatient.
"Oh, you're finally back," Fred said.
"Fred thought you got scared and slipped away with some excuse," George said.
"Relax. Even if you two fled at the last minute, I wouldn't run," Harry said. "Gryffindor never lacks courage, right?"
"The courage to make a professor take off his suspicious turban?" The Twins exchanged a glance and high-fived together. "Yeah!"
"Listen." Harry sat down and tapped the table with a finger. "Here's the plan. The three of us will lie in wait for Quirrell according to plan. You two will throw snowballs. If Quirrell takes off his turban, then forget it. If he doesn't, I'll handle the next part. Understand?"
"Understood, Lion King," the Twins said in unison.
"Good." Harry glanced at the clock. "It's seven fifty. We