Snape, the Cross-Dressing Master
Bewitched by the Augurey, the young wizards one after another did something unusual.
Marietta waved her arms, trying to spread her wings and fly, making a chugging sound like a silly Psyduck.
Bradley lay on the ground, his body arching and crawling forward like a happy Flobberworm.
Eloise started doing street dance, and she did an Armstrong- accelerated 720-degree Thomas spin.
That flexibility... wow, so Eloise is actually the most flexible girl at Hogwarts!
Hermione shouldn't have been messing around with yoga with Anne; this guy is the real master.
William was soon next in line. After removing his earmuffs, he was barely affected.
The allure of the Augurey is utterly insignificant compared to the Veela charm of the Phoebe.
Even without Occlumency, William could break free through sheer willpower.
Do you think William was just courting death for nothing in the time loop? He died so many times that he's developed the heart of Iron Man.
This is a traditional skill of the Stark.
Besides, if someone is influenced by Phoebe's allure and does something irreparable wrong, at most they'd be called a beast.
Not seduced by the Phoebe, but bewitched by the screech of the Augurey... that's truly worse than a beast!
William certainly wouldn't want to be worse than an animal.
Professor Lupin suddenly realized he had been tricked.
Because the results were not very good, only some students successfully resisted the Augurey and successfully cast the Silencing Charm.
What happened to everyone's solid foundation in Defence Against Dark Magic?
From Lupin's perspective, the average magical level of these children was at most only at the level of a second-year student in his time!
It can't go any higher!
They were all students, but how did Stark and Granger learn?
Professor Lupin was having a headache. He needed to revise his teaching syllabus, reducing the difficulty level and focusing on building a solid foundation first.
This is unbearable!
After class, William and Autumn parted ways, and he went to the library alone.
As I walked along the corridor, I suddenly heard an explosion in the distance.
William walked over and found that Filch's office door had been blown open. A plume of white smoke billowed out.
Has Filch gotten into trouble again?
Did Black attack him?
William's mind conjured up a series of Black murders.
He took out his wand, quietly walked over, and was suddenly stunned when he saw the scene inside the room.
The room was dark and dirty, with no windows, only a lone oil lamp hanging from the low ceiling.
Under the oil lamp,
Two people are hanging there!
The twins were suspended there, tightly bound by white spider silk.
The two struggled to break free, but the trap made of the Acromantula's silk only tightened with each effort!
"William, come quick and save us!" Fred exclaimed excitedly upon seeing William.
William waved his wand, and four blue beams flashed by, severing the spider silk, and the two fell to the ground.
"What were you two doing in Filch's office? Playing Spider-Man, or doing bondage play?"
William walked into the office and chuckled. "Quite the spot... in Filch's office... looking for a thrill?"
"No, we just wanted to sneak in and steal something."
George stood up, dusted himself off, and picked up his wand from the ground.
Fred continued, "I never expected Filch to have set up a prank trap in his office."
This has never happened before. We opened the door this time without paying attention, and before we knew it, we'd been caught! How awful!
"He's definitely using this against us," George said angrily. "Only the two of us would sneak into his office."
Fred glanced at the spider silk on the ground, and said thoughtfully, "George, why does this look so much like the silk of Acromantula?"
William suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, and he coughed a few times guiltily.
"Indeed!" George picked up a piece of spider silk and squinted as he said:
"William, I remember you said you wanted to make a prank trap using spider silk to bind people, right?"
"I did invent it, but the product isn't mature yet, and I don't plan to sell it."
William seemed to suddenly remember something, and he said angrily, "Cedric must have stolen it! He sold it to Filch, deliberately ripping you both off!"
The twins looked on incredulously.
Okay... this thing was indeed given to Filch by William.
He hadn't quite perfected it yet, but Filch approached him, saying he needed a prank trap that could ensnare people.
William gave Bobocha a few spider trap eggs in order to improve his sex life.
William initially thought Filch was using it to capture Black, but it turned out to be a precaution against the twins.
Indeed, only prank products can deal with pranks!
"What are you two planning to steal?" William asked, changing the subject.
"Boggart, William," Fred laughed, "We're just one step away from seeing Snape beautiful women's clothing."
"Have you found Boggart?"
"Yes," George nodded. "We've been searching the castle carefully these past few days."
Luckily, they received a tip from a young Hufflepuff wizard that there was a Boggart hidden in Filch's filing cabinet.
"What about the Filch people?"
"He went to get your Bobocha. There's news that someone saw Bobocha and Mrs. Norris on the grass... well, you know."
"The rumors you've spread?"
"No," George laughed. "This isn't a rumor; it's actually happening."
"..."
"We've done our part, haven't we? A Boggart attacks Filch every day," Fred said.
Where is Boggart?
"It was just here a moment ago, but it looks like it crawled into the closet."
William looked up and saw rows of wooden filing cabinets lining the walls; the labels indicated that they contained detailed information on every student Filch had punished.
On the wall behind Filch's desk hung a set of glittering ropes and handcuffs, candles, whips, and the like.
The box on the far right suddenly began to shake violently.
All three picked up their wands.
The box was opened, and the plump, angry-looking Mrs. Weasley strode out.
She put her hands on her hips and glared angrily at the twins.
"Oh, this is terrible." Fred took two steps back in fear.
Boggart are special magical creatures that can see into people's hearts and become what wizards fear most.
So Boggart became Professor McGonagall again.
Both Mrs. Weasley and Professor McGonagall were the women the twins feared most.
George waved his wand, "Riddikulus!"
Professor McGonagall transformed into a tabby cat, which is her Animagus form.
"Indeed, the catgirl McGonagall is cuter." William nodded.
"The next step is to find Neville," Fred said with a smile.
"It's alright, we don't need to find Neville," William said. "I can help too."
William's eyes were vacant, and he tried hard to recall Professor Snape's image.
For him, using Occlumency to cover up or fabricate memories was not difficult.
Soon, William's inner "fear" was reflected in Boggart's mind.
The tabby cat transformed into Professor Snape, who menacingly approached the three of them.
"Women's clothes!" George shouted. "Let's start with a Mrs. Longbottom outfit."
"Riddikulus!" Fred waved his wand.
A noise, like the crack of a whip, startled Professor Snape. He was dressed in a long, lace-trimmed women's dress, wearing a top hat with a worm-eaten old eagle specimen on top, and carrying a large, scarlet handbag.
George pulled out his camera, click, and the flash went off...
So professional, they even brought a camera?
"Colin Creevey's; we borrowed it from him," Fred explained.
Colin is a well-known expert at taking candid photos; he is famous for following Harry.
When Harry private photos were found in his camera.
"This time, it's a JK uniform." Fred grinned mischievously.
He waved his wand again. "Hilarious, hilarious!"
William didn't want to watch anymore; it was too offensive.
If someone wears a JK uniform on the street, at most they'll be criticized by "JK police" for "buying a knock-off because it's trendy."
At worst, he'd get a few punches and tear his clothes... Professor Snape would probably be humanely eliminated.
George was still excitedly shouting, "Oh ho ho, lift your legs higher, do a split, bigger! Ah!!"
William quickly ran away; he was just passing by, and this matter really had nothing to do with him.
Real!
(Thanks to "Xiaobai Shi Duo Yun" for the generous donation.)