Chapter 120 Prank counter plan!
For fifth grade students, the OWLs exam is the heaviest lock.
The lock was opened, but the results were not received. Except for some people who were worried about their results, everyone began to enjoy this time to the fullest.
There are no courses, no final exams, no homework, and the professors basically don’t care. The OWLs that have been stressing them for a whole year are over. So what else is there to say? Let’s continue playing music and dancing!
Dido is one of these students. As a fifth-year Gryffindor, he has held it in for too long. If he hadn't considered that he would have to stay in school for two more years, he would have wanted to tear up his books and notes. Break it into pieces and throw it out of the classroom to relax - fifth grade is so hard...
‘What shall we do this afternoon? Are you trying to date Siela? Or go to the Black Lake and play cards with them? Or maybe borrow...Merlin's beard! ’
He suddenly discovered that there were seven or eight people standing there in the corridor, singing in an unorganized voice.
"Peeves is a stupid elf, short and fat. Grab his head and gag him. When his whole body becomes shimmering, he will scream. Kick him and make him fly out. He is a Stupid elf, yes, grab his head, gag him and kick him to fly out!"
'Sounds like that nursery rhyme... No, what do they want to do? ’
The familiar tune stunned Dido for a moment (Mother Goose nursery rhyme - I am a little teapot), and then she immediately realized something was wrong.
Damn it, you seventh-grade bastards, you guys need to tell me before you have a fight with Peeves!
Cursing secretly, he rushed downstairs - don't splash blood on me!
Sure enough, when he rushed towards the stairs, Peeves appeared with his unique evil smile. Dido cursed and ran around, and found that Peeves took out a pile of large amounts of The outrageous dung bombs were thrown at those guys.
‘Don’t enter that special state again, otherwise today will be over! ’
Although his reason told him to run, Gryffindor's nature made him stop at the stairs - Dido, who had resisted the Bubble Curse, found that those people had cast the Bubble Curse on him almost instantly, and The robe on his body was also changed into a raincoat.
"I'm going to get one too, but I can't do the transformation..."
This idea suddenly came to him. Dido thought about it and thought it was feasible. Then he quickly rushed to the lounge-the holidays were great, but Peeves seemed to be very interesting too...
Anyway, he has been idle these days. It is better to go to the hospital and lie down for a few days than to regret it later!
In less than ten minutes, Dido, who was fully equipped, rushed out of the lounge with the Bubble Curse. At the same time, he came out with the two people who were staying in the dormitory.
"Hurry, hurry!"
The roommates were even more anxious than Dido, and they didn't put on their raincoats very well - the Iron Armor Curse was very difficult to learn, but this thing was easy.
"Third floor!"
Several people rushed over excitedly and found the legendary bowler Peeves and his target.
"Prepare!"
However, as soon as the roommate running in front raised his wand, he was hit by a silent flash of light. The wand came out of his hand almost instantly and fell into the hands of the seventh grader with an unkind expression.
"You can participate. If anyone dares to cast a spell, be careful and I will beat them!"
What to do if you don’t cast a spell! We are wizards who have graduated from fifth grade, not fist-waving baboons!
But this obviously cannot be said to the seventh graders who are about to graduate. They had to lower their heads obediently and thought about choosing to join - if you don’t cast a spell, you will not cast a spell and see what the seventh graders can do.
But the result was not pleasant - the seventh grade routine was... let it smash.
Until Peeves's dung bombs were used up, the ditty that insulted him didn't stop. If there was anything new, it was that the tune had gone through several versions and became an imitation of Mary with Peeves having a stupid brain. There's something like a little lamb. The disappointed Peeves glanced at the other students, screamed and left, not knowing where to get his things.
"Success, continue to provoke. It's best to pull it firmly to this layer. Of course, make sure there are no accidental interruptions on other layers! Don't clean it up, don't let it notice that we need to take responsibility!"
The seventh grader said something that Dido didn't understand, which made Dido who just followed them to avoid being quite dissatisfied - Did you co-write it just to make Peeves tired?
But curiosity overcame dissatisfaction, and Dido did not choose to leave in the end, and his roommate made the same choice as him.
In about five minutes, or even less, the angry Peeves arrived with another bag of dung bombs - these students even sang the Bubble Curse, just to hide a little.
Soon, another bag of dung bombs was consumed.
After about three trips back and forth, Peeves, who had lost all his dung bombs, left and never returned.
The corridor was in a mess at this moment, but Dido clearly saw that the eyes of the students around him were not disappointed, but full of joy.
"It works, it works! Call the others!"
They cheered—in a way Dido couldn't understand at all.
But soon everyone figured out some clues.
Because most of the seventh-grade students participated, everyone was frantically provoking and taunting Peeves, but they were determined not to do anything.
Occasionally, junior students who want to sneak in and try to take action will be directly controlled and warned to leave - in this state, Peeves can only smash countless dung bombs and then leave amidst ridicule.
All portable and portable things were moved and hidden in the common rooms of each house by these students this weekend - brooms, chalk, mops, and even the trash cans were all cleaned up.
During their long confinement, they had long been familiar with every aspect of the castle - now the only weapon left for Peeves was dung bombs.
It's not that there are cheaper and less powerful ones, but dung bombs are one of the weapons with the highest priority for Peeves to use as a prank - they are not to weaken Peeves' aggression, but to make Peeves tired.
Yes, repeated prank props and no positive feedback - that's the twins' plan.
It is known that Peeves will become more powerful as he is attacked, but there are new conclusions based on various speculations. The stronger the prank, the stronger Peeves - but what about the other way around?
There's no point in simply emptying the inventory - Peeves can even take apart the table in the house and turn it into a prank prop if he wants to, but what about the dung bombs?
If all goes as predicted, when it gets tired and the power of mischief wears off, will it be too weak to dismantle items that are too big?
But the conditions of the plan are limited - even if it starts in the afternoon, it must end before dinner in the cafeteria, because the things in the cafeteria cannot be cleaned, and teachers and students of other grades must also eat there. This is the most fatal weakness. .
But the feeling of powerlessness caused by repeated pranks without feedback is more powerful than many people imagine - at about four o'clock in the afternoon, a disappointed Peeves dropped the last dung bomb with a mocking song, Then ran away screaming.
(End of chapter)