"Um..." Neville pursed his lips, a hint of struggle appearing in his eyes. In the end, unable to resist his curiosity, he asked tentatively, "What technique is it?"
"It's simple!" Fred and George answered in perfectly matter-of-fact tones. "As long as Filch and his cat don't catch you, it doesn't count as breaking school rules!"
Hearing that, Neville opened his mouth and, after some effort, managed to squeeze out a sentence. "That... actually sounds pretty reasonable!"
Hannah smoothly changed the subject. "I think it's better not to wander around at night. How nice is it to stay in a warm dormitory instead?"
She looked at the animated Fred and George and asked curiously, "Fred, George, what did you trade for an airplane?"
"I remember you saying before that trading for an airplane wasn't easy. Not only did you have to avoid being discovered, but you also needed Gold Galleons from the Muggle side."
Fred and George both raised their hands and pointed at their heads, saying smugly, "Of course, we relied on this!"
"Your heads?" Neville blinked and looked toward the "Screaming Flowerpot." "You said earlier... that the Screaming Flowerpot was made from leftover alchemy materials, which means..."
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, George instantly realized what Neville was about to say and hurriedly raised a hand to interrupt him. "Wait!"
"Neville!" Fred looked utterly heartbroken. "How could you pick up bad habits from Luna? You've even learned to blurt out the answer!"
George nodded in agreement. "When it comes to announcing something like this, naturally we have to do it ourselves!"
The two cleared their throats again. "It was through a suit of magical armor! It seems those Muggles in North America are rather interested in that sort of thing."
Just like before, after dropping