The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Albert was right.

As expected, Monta told Captain Flint what he had overheard "accidentally".

He thinks this is a good opportunity. Since the red-haired Weasley is ready to ambush them, why can't he use this opportunity to ambush Weasley in turn?

Flint listened quietly to Monta's narration, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and he tapped his fingers on the table, as if thinking about something.

After a while, Flint looked up and asked Montage for his opinion.

"I'm not sure if the other party intended to tell me. After all, everyone knows that Anderson's brain is very good. This is most likely his conspiracy." Monta told Flint about his own judgment. He actually Not very good at thinking about these issues, but not good at it does not mean not thinking, and he is not a fool.

"What do you think the other party intends for doing this?" Flint himself didn't like to think about problems, but when facing Albert, he had to be careful so as not to fall into the other party's conspiracy again.

"This...probably to... lure us into the bait?" Monta reached out and scratched his head, and had a showdown with Flint. "I think whether the other party intends to let me know, this is a good time for us. Opportunity."

Yes, this is a good opportunity!

Whether it was a trap set by the other party or not, they had never worried.

Last night, when Flint decided to make trouble with Anderson's small group, he talked about it with many Slytherin students.

In the past two years, there have been quite a few Slytherin students who have suffered from Anderson's small group. These people are willing to help Flint.

In the case where his own number is dominant, even if the other party really sets a trap, he does not think he will lose.

"Go tell Boll and the others about this, and let him contact other people. We should also be ready to settle the bill with each other." Flint's eyes were cold, and a sneer hung around his mouth.

It's time to settle this account with them. Even if you are really a genius, you have to get down for me this time.

Where no one knows, a storm is brewing silently.

Fred and George, who were in the storm, seemed to have no idea about this. They had eaten dinner and agreed to meet Albert at the library before leaving the hall alone.

Soon, Flint got the news through the communication bookmarks. Fred and George turned halfway into the men’s bathroom on the third floor. Lee Jordan didn’t know where they were. Albert Anderson just sat down. After dinner, I was discussing the content of today's transformation class with Shanna.

Flint glanced at Albert and followed the Weasley brothers to the boys' bathroom.

"Brother Weasley did not leave."

Montage, who used the phantom spell to hide, reported to Flint, "Our people will be here soon."

"We two go in first." Flint pointed to himself and Monta. He noticed the expressions on the other people's faces and said, "It doesn't matter if it is a trap or not, it's always right to be careful."

Flint and Monta had just entered the boys' bathroom, and before they saw Fred and George, they saw multiple red magics flying here.

"Asshole, it really got caught."

This thought flashed through Flint's head, before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by the Stunning Curse.

Montain Flint helped block the coma spell, and the reaction was quite timely, and quickly jumped aside to avoid the spell that was flying towards him, but before he got up from the ground, he was supplemented by another coma spell.

Why would they know where I am!

Monta didn't figure it out until she fell into a coma. How did the other party know their location? Didn't she and Flint use the phantom spell?

"What a fool, he knew it was a trap, so he just stepped in." Fred smiled and lifted the phantom curse on Flint, watching the two hapless guys who were knocked down by himself and were wet. Could not help shaking his head again and again.

Although it is impossible to see through the phantom spell like Albert did, the water trail on the ground exposed the opponent's position very well.

"I guess that fool Kenneth Toller was so careless." George murmured. "But, didn't Albert say that the other party will come a lot?"

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and several Slytherin students rushed into the boys' bathroom and used the Stunning Charm directly at the Weasley brothers inside.

Perigin Derek glanced silently at Flint and Monta who fell on the ground, then looked up at the Weasley brother who was blocking the coma spell, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Flint called enough helpers, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

"Sure enough, a lot of people came." Fred and George raised their wands and confronted each other. They were waiting for Lee Jordan to come out and attack, distracting them.

The two sides were just about to break out of a melee, when suddenly two spells shot from behind Fred and George, directly knocking them down.

"what the **** is it?"

Fred and George couldn't understand when they fell down, who would have attacked them.

Is this the end?

The group of Slytherin students who were still confronting Fred and George were a little startled, and they fell without knowing why each other.

"They like conspiracies, why can't we." Flint was awakened by a curse~www.mtl.com~ He walked over to the Weasley twins, knelt down and patted their cheeks, "Don't think I don't know. Your other partner is hiding here and preparing to attack us."

"I think Mr. Weasley can't wait to get in touch with the toilet."

Monta grinned at Fred and George with a nasty smile. He grabbed one of the twins by the hair and was about to drag him towards the toilet.

"Don't worry about the montage, I think Anderson is coming soon, we'd better prepare to meet him, and then put their heads neatly into the toilet. The scene must be very beautiful."

Flint began to call on others to help repair the place where the boys' bathroom was damaged by the spell, preparing to take the opportunity to ambush Albert.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of something falling, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a strange little ball suddenly thrown into the boys' bathroom.

The next moment, the ball exploded, and the white light filled the men's bathroom.

"Asshole, what is this."

"my eyes."

"Asshole, my eyes are blind."

Everyone was flashed over, covering their eyes with their hands, and cursing in pain.

Before Flint's brain could react, he vaguely saw a figure rushing into the boys' bathroom, and then he felt that he was hit by the curse, collapsed weakly on the ground, and passed out directly.

Sinister villain!

This was the last thought in the minds of the Slytherin students who were brought down by Albert. Before they even had time to react, they were suddenly rushed into the bathroom by Albert one by one. They were all overturned with a coma spell. High, catching everyone in the bathroom off guard.

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