George and Fred, the two brothers, hadn't been out at night for a long time since Christmas last semester.
Because they were busy researching and making magic props, they even gave the marauders map to Karl OLaughlin.
Walking through the dark Castle at this moment, the twin brothers felt a long-lost sense of unfamiliarity and novelty, and coupled with the purpose of their trip, there was an even more thrilling feeling.
"We're finally here! Ginny encountered the monster right here!"
The two cautiously arrived at the second-floor corridor near the school hospital. George pointed to the writing on the wall that glowed with a faint green light in the darkness.
"Can we catch that monster?" Fred took out various magic props he had prepared from his backpack. "It's a pity Karl OLaughlin doesn't know where he is."
"Yeah, if he were here, this operation would be foolproof."
"George, how terrifying do you think the monster is to scare Ginny unconscious?"
"I don't know! But it must pay for attacking Ginny! We're not Percy, who only says useless comforting words!"
"That's right! I'm going to put a toilet seat around the monster's neck!
Karl OLaughlin: (._.)
I'm happy that you thought of me when you're causing trouble, but I really don't like the toilet seats you've prepared.
George subconsciously shrank his neck. "Fred, do you feel a bit cold?"
Fred looked up helplessly. "It's definitely George at night this season!"
His eyes suddenly widened, because a skull burning with green flames was right behind George, its ugly face bearing a sinister smile.
The biting cold made his scalp tingle as if pricked by needles, his hairs stood on end, and a layer of fine goosebumps appeared.
"Ah?"
George turned around blankly, and then his whole body instantly froze, his breathing suddenly stopped, his mind went blank, and he forgot how to react.
"Thud!"
Karl OLaughlin knocked George to the ground with a muffled blow, then looked at Fred with a mischievous smile.
"The prank's on you two~ How about a Magic trick? Look behind you!"
Fred subconsciously wanted to turn around, but it was too late.
"Thud!" × 2
Fire Treasure and Peeves simultaneously hit him with a stick, directly causing him to roll his eyes and faint.
Hmm, you can tell by the sound that it was a good hit.
Karl OLaughlin tied the two brothers together with a rope, then found the toilet seats and put them around their necks.
Since you've come all this way, you might as well enjoy these yourselves.
"Did you see that? For those who are brave and not easily scared unconscious, just give them a push when they're afraid. As for the timid ones, I don't need to say more, right?"
A large group of ghosts emerged from the corridor wall, nodding vigorously at Karl OLaughlin, indicating their approval of the commander's brilliant idea.
Karl OLaughlin took out the marauders map and saw that Percy Weasley hadn't rested yet and was constantly moving around in his dormitory.
He pointed to Nearly Headless Nick. "Next target, Gryffindor dormitory. Sir Nicholas, you lead the way."
Nick: (.A.)
"This—this isn't good, is it?"
The two unlucky fellows who walked right into it deserved it, but for him, a Gryffindor house ghost, to lead the Great Demon King to attack a student, wouldn't that make him a traitor? He really didn't want to "Hmm?"
"This way, Commander!"
Gryffindor dormitory. After his roommates had fallen asleep, Percy hid alone in the bathroom.
He had Transfigured the washbasin into a desk and was hunched over it, writing furiously.
"My dearest Penelope—the thought of you keeps me awake all night—that kiss in the classroom was my most beautiful memory at Hogwarts..."
Karl OLaughlin: (._.)
Damn it! You have a girlfriend, don't you? And you even kissed her, didn't you? You really deserve to die!
Envy and jealousy... No, that's not right! It was a sense of justice that made Karl OLaughlin furious, his three bone braids like sharp swords, pointing straight to the sky.
After finishing the love letter, Percy was very satisfied, even unable to resist reading it several times himself.
"Penelope will definitely... hmm?"
Percy, who had inadvertently looked up, suddenly froze. He had just seen a strange dark shadow flash behind him in the mirror.
Midnight bathroom, ghost in the mirror...
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Percy's back. He immediately turned around, full of surprise and uncertainty.
"Phew! Was I just seeing things?"
After scanning the bathroom and finding nothing unusual, Percy turned his head back.
"You scared me, I thought it was—"
The moment he came face to face with the terrifying skull, Percy's heart suddenly constricted, as if it were being tightly squeezed by an invisible large hand.
He opened his mouth to shout but found his throat choked with fear. Only his teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a slight clattering sound.
"Come a little closer~ Elusive is me~ This is so much fun~"
Listening to the devil-like mocking whisper and watching the evil, grinning skull approach, Percy, whose body had gone limp, closed his eyes and fainted directly to the ground.
"Pfft! Your guts are even smaller than your younger siblings'! You still need to practice!"
Karl OLaughlin leaned his head over to read the love letter, ready to learn—bah! To criticize it!
It was openly displayed there, so it shouldn't count as peeking, right?
If it does, then it's Thresh's problem, not mine, Karl OLaughlin's.
After criticizing it from beginning to end, he could only sigh that Percy was indeed a top student.
It made Karl OLaughlin unable to help but utter Teacher Yu Hua's evaluation: Damn! Written so well! Me!
He folded the letter and put it into Percy's pocket, so that the people who rescued him wouldn't find it.
"This practical training has concluded successfully! Everyone, retreat with me!"
"Yes, Commander!" × N
The next day, Hogwarts was as noisy as a boiling pot.
First, Percy, the Gryffindor prefect, was found unconscious in the bathroom. As the young lions were scrambling to send him to the school hospital, they saw George and Fred tied together in the corridor.
So, before one Weasley had even left the school hospital, three more Weasleys were admitted.
Now, not only were the young Wizards from Muggle society and half-blood young Wizards terrified, but even pure-blood young Wizards began to worry.
This was different from the Chamber of Secrets legend they had researched! Why was the pure-blood Weasley family repeatedly attacked?
Everyone was nervously discussing this matter while eating breakfast in the Great Hall.
At the Gryffindor long table, Harry, Hermione, Neville, and others were comforting Ron, who now looked worried and agitated.
"Ron, your family is fine. George and Fred even think this is just a prank, at least they seem very excited."
"Oh, come on! I suspect they were scared out of their minds! Can you take what the monster says seriously? Is it just because the monster likes toilet seats as much as they do?"
Hermione frowned and began to think, looking a bit like Professor McGonagall. "It's not just George and Fred, Ron, didn't you notice that Percy's reaction was also very strange?"
Harry and Neville agreed. Aside from being a bit shaken, the usually serious and rigid Percy hadn't spoken out against the twin brothers.
Ron scratched his head. He also felt that his brothers were not normal, including his sister Ginny.
"Do you think they might have had their minds usurped by the monster and are now controlled?"
Hermione and Harry looked at each other, while Neville patted Ron's shoulder. "Don't worry! I'll protect you!"
Looking at Neville, whose physique was no longer plump but very strong, and adding that spiked club, the three little ones immediately felt a full sense of security.
"Ron Weasley, you'd better be careful, or the Weasley family will be reunited in the school hospital."
A familiar, annoying tone sounded, and Malfoy, who hadn't been seen for a while, appeared with two lackeys.
Ever since he had been severely taught a lesson by Karl OLaughlin, he had also been punished by Dean Snape.
Now, he was basically walking around school with his tail between his legs, not daring to be arrogant at all.
But I can't provoke Muggle-born young Wizards, can't I provoke the pure-blood Weasley?
Harry glared at Malfoy. "What are you so smug about? Maybe you're next!"
Hermione snorted coldly. "The current situation is completely different from the Chamber of Secrets legend. Ginny, Percy, George, Fred, they just fainted, but a pure-blood Wizard like you, who thinks you're superior, might be the one to be purged."
"You hateful fellow!"
Although Malfoy really wanted to curse, his body reacted faster than his brain.
The word 'Mudblood' had become his nightmare; his subconscious was resisting and avoiding it.
"Heh! Maybe it's because the Weasley family are traitors and degenerates among the pure-blood families!"
Ron's face turned ashen as he stood up. "Malfoy! You'd better watch your mouth! Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson like Karl OLaughlin!"
Upon hearing someone's name, Malfoy involuntarily trembled.
He quickly looked at the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw long tables, confirming again that Karl OLaughlin was not in the Great Hall.
"Pah! You don't have that ability!"
Neville unceremoniously raised his spiked club, the meaning clear: Ron might not be able to, but I alone can beat all three of you down.
Malfoy clenched his back teeth, glared at them, and then turned to leave.
He couldn't gain an advantage, so he could only retreat, and he was also worried that Karl OLaughlin might appear, in which case his fate would probably not be too good.
Just wait!
The Chamber of Secrets legend must be true!
You will definitely be unlucky!
October 31, 1992, Saturday.
After the Halloween feast, Karl OLaughlin transformed into Thresh, the Chain Warden, and came to the Castle dungeons.
At this time, Nick's 500th deathday party had already ended early. Hundreds of ghosts had already put on their makeup, each looking distorted and evil, their robes soaked with blood.
"Are you all ready?"
"Reporting, Commander! All ghosts, assembled! Please give your orders!"
Karl OLaughlin nodded with satisfaction. "Good! It's time to plunge Hogwarts into fear!"
"According to the battle strategy! Everyone divide into four groups! The Grey Lady and Peeves lead a team to Ravenclaw! Sir Nicholas and Fire Treasure lead a team to Gryffindor!"
"The Fat Friar leads a team to Hufflepuff, remember to be gentle with the little ones."
Ghosts: —.
Do we have to be so obviously discriminated against?
"Finally! I'll lead a team to Slytherin! Does everyone understand?"
"Understood!" × N
"Very good! Very spirited! Let's go!"
Karl OLaughlin watched the other three teams of ghosts leave, then dragged The Bloody Baron with chains, and led the remaining ghosts into action.
This unfair world makes some people think they are inherently superior, which is not good.
Now, let me bring you the most equal despair and fear of death!
Listen! For Whom the Bell Tolls?
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