Chapter 279: The missing patrick

An hour later, Harry understood what the "big surprise" the Weasley brothers meant.
They were attending a curse class at the time, and Professor Flitwick stood on the podium excitedly teaching them how to use the "expulsion curse"... However, the class was successfully interrupted by the "boom boom" noise downstairs. ...
They walked out of the classroom curiously and saw Principal Umbridge raising his wand, rushing towards the downstairs.
At the same time, there was chaos downstairs, and it seemed that someone had lit a large box of magical fireworks...
Professor Flitwick did not stop the students from leaving the classroom to "watch on"; when they came to the stairs, they immediately found the source of the riot.
All kinds of fireworks are flying around in the corridor, jetting out a bright red air stream along the way, and making a huge explosion...
Filch stopped in the middle of the stairs with a big broom, he looked a little frightened.
Umbridge brandished his wand aimlessly and ejected various spells, but these spells did not help to eliminate fireworks.
Professor Flitwick just squeezed out the crowd to see what happened... But when he saw Filch and Umbridge embarrassed, he squeezed back along the same road casually, as if something was wrong. None happened.
Harry felt like he couldn't even laugh at his waist...
A few minutes later, he quickly found Fred and George on the map of the point of life. They were hiding behind a tapestry, listening to Umbridge and Filch yelling and holding back a laugh.
"You did a great job!" Harry couldn't help but praised, "I think you will crush the business of the Joko Joke Shop."
"I hope Umbridge can think of using the Vanishing Curse." George Weasley smirked, "This will give her even greater surprises."
...
All day, these fireworks have been burning all over the school.
Especially other professors don’t seem to care about their existence...
For example, when in a transformation surgery class, a fire dragon-like firework suddenly appeared and made a loud explosion. Professor McGonagall only said ironically: "Miss Brown, can you run to tell the principal that there is a firework that slipped through the net in our classroom?"
Umbridge spent a whole day running around in the castle. Fortunately, after spending a few hours, she finally found a way to deal with these fireworks... and asked the members of the special operations team to help her finally solve it. Fire these fireworks.
In the evening, Umbridge, who was disheveled and blackened by fireworks, staggered and returned to her office with a sweaty face.
Behind him followed Filch and the members of the special operations team.
"Have you seen Christopher?" Umbridge, who looked embarrassed, suddenly remembered something.
Malfoy was stunned, then shook his head.
After a day of exhaustion, without them noticing, Christopher Patrick didn't show up for almost a day.
"We saw him in the Slytherin common room last night." Pansy Parkinson murmured, "That seems to be the last time I saw him. As for today..."
"Patrick last night..." Malfoy suddenly had an idea, and hurriedly shouted: "He seems to suspect that the Weasley brothers who went to Gryffindor, will he go to the Weasley brothers and be attacked by them. Up?"
"It's the two most naughty students in the seventh grade?" Umbridge frowned and snorted coldly.
"That's right." Malfoy nodded. "I suspect that this time the fireworks were also the ghost of them. The two of them are quite good at this."
"Very well, let's go to the Gryffindor common room to find them!" Umbridge shouted.
"Principal Umbridge..." Pansy Parkinson took a look at his dark clothes and asked in a low voice, "Before that, can I go back and take a shower?"
...
There is no doubt that bathing and changing clothes took too much time.
When they rushed to the common room in Gryffindor, the Weasley brothers had disappeared.
The only certainty is that they are still in the school...because in the next few days, a bunch of more tricky fireworks will pop up in a certain classroom, or a corridor will be turned into a swamp. Umbridge’s office was suddenly attacked by a sniff...
Of course, it is not ruled out that other students did it in the name of the Weasley brothers.
The whole school fell into chaos, all the teachers seemed to have lost their magic, and there was nothing to do with these conditions in the school.
Pippi also started to make trouble. This trick-or-treating ghost was so popular with teachers and students for the first time in his life. He laughed shrillly every night, throwing tables in various classrooms, causing trouble; or tearing down those statues and vases; on two occasions, he also locked Mrs. Loris in a pair of armor...
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In addition to being happy, he also shouldered a duty to monitor Filch and Umbridge through the live map to prevent them from discovering Fred and George.
"Fred and George are in the corridor on the fourth floor... Filch is approaching them... in danger..." Harry shouted, "Ron, let them know as he looked at the map!"
"Okay." Ron Weasley skillfully took out a Jin Jialong, then took out his wand and pointed it at it.
Hermione's Jin Jialong has magic, and when one side changes, the other side will receive a notification.
Relying on their warnings, and the Weasley brothers' own knowledge of the Hogwarts Secret Road... Umbridge, Filch, and the students of the Special Operations Group couldn't catch them at all.
"They are safe." Harry, who continued to stare at the map of the point of life, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because he saw that Brother Weasley and Filch were going in completely opposite directions.
"Wait, Harry!" Hermione screamed suddenly, and then she yanked the map of the point of life.
"What are you doing, did you almost tear it off?" Harry cried a little displeased.
Hermione tremblingly pointed to the principal's office: "I just saw a name here, behind the ugly stone statue at the door."
"It's impossible." Harry shook his head. "No one can enter the principal's office."
"But..." Hermione said hesitantly, and her tone softened.
She did see a name just now and it disappeared immediately.
It should be an illusion, Hermione thought secretly, because—
The name she saw was "Jon Hart." He should have died nine months ago...
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