Chapter 70 The Weasley Cabin

There are many vacant rooms in Hogwarts, and there is even an abandoned sewer that is as high as two people underground, but Filch is just a janitor. Although he regards this place as his own home, he actually has no right to dispose of it.

The place he had arranged for Weasley was outside the castle, near the Forbidden Forest.

"I don't know if this is right." Filch led the way, turned his head and stared at the twins coldly, "If I knew you were deceiving me..."

George interrupted his threat, "That thing is not difficult for us, we just need a little time."

Fred nodded. "Nothing can stop us."

Anton looked curiously at the wooden railing looming in the forest in the distance, "Mr. Filch, what's there for?"

"Hagrid's Hippogriff farm, I advise you not to approach it, that animal is fierce."

George had a funny face, "It is said that the Hippogriff was born from a Griffin and a horse."

Fred's expressions were synchronized, "So we have reason to guess that the griffin is a lion and an eagle. Oh, hell, I can't think of this kind of picture."

The knowledge of the wizarding world is washing Anton's three views time and time again.

If serious wizards think dark wizards are evil, then in the eyes of normal humans, wizards are definitely evil.

Even though he has been wandering at the bottom for so long, many people have long been used to it, but he still has many things that are difficult to accept.

Like that dried-up head that wizards love hanging from the windshield of the Knight Bus.

Eventually they came to a wooden house.

On the one-meter-high wall surrounded by stone blocks, the upper part was built with wooden boards. The long-term wind and sun made the upper part look a bit mottled, and the fireplace chimney made of stone seemed to be missing a corner.

Anton had reason to believe that this place should have been a place similar to a pigsty, with wooden walls and roofs built on it.

Moreover, only a small half of it was built, because a large circle of stone walls extended beside it.

"This is where I used to live." Filch held the key with emotion on his face. "There was a snowstorm and the house was almost destroyed. Professor Dumbledore asked me to live in the castle."

He stuffed the key into George's hand, and stared at him with bulbous eyes, "You can't go to the Forbidden Forest, and you can't do bad things in it. You are not allowed to come here at night under the curfew, do you hear me?"

George and Fred stood up straight as soldiers, "Of course!"

Hehe, Filch didn't believe it at all, he tilted his mouth, "I'll keep an eye on you."

"How long, how long can it be done?"

"One……"

Anton quickly took the mouth, "One month, our imitation wand can blow out strong winds, which can help you effectively blow away any smell and dust, and three months, the function of cleaning will be perfected."

He patted Filch on the shoulder triumphantly, "Sir, believe us, this is not a difficult task for us."

Filch nodded, looked around the faces of the three of them for a while, and finally walked away with aged steps.

George had a strange look on his face, "I wanted to say a week."

Fred couldn't agree more. "It's really not a problem for us."

Anton shook his head firmly, "One week, you can absolutely believe that he will take back this hut after he is done. It will only take three long months before he can get used to our activities here."

He looked at the house with bright eyes, "Now it is ours, and no one can take it back."

George and Fred said in unison, "You really are a Slytherin."

"Hey hey." Anton looked at the house and smiled happily.

So all three laughed.

But not long after, the three of them stopped laughing.

No matter how the key is twisted, it seems to be stuck inside, as if the lock is a fake.

Fred pushed hard, and the entire door panel was removed.

Boom!

The door panel fell down, blowing up countless dust.

Not only that, like dominoes, the house made a creaking sound, and after a while, it crashed~

rumbling~

sputtering~

The wooden structure of the entire upper half of the house collapsed.

bang~

A round wall lamp base rolled down in front of it.

"Damn!" George was dumbfounded.

"Damn!" Fred was dumbfounded.

"Damn it!" Anton was dumbfounded.

The three looked at each other.

Anton twitched the corner of his mouth, "I heard that there is a magic spell called 'recovery', do you know it?"

"That's a really good idea. With a light shake of the wand, it can return to its original appearance." George didn't have any joy on his face.

"The only problem is that we can't open the door, or it will collapse again," Fred said.

"..."

Looking at each other without words, only speechless choking, tears a thousand lines.

Anton sighed, "This is the only way I can think of to get there, we can't give up."

George nodded vigorously, "It seems we need help!"

Fred chuckled, "We have a cute little brother."

Xiuer~

Do you remember your brother now?

Anton asked them to make some badges first, "All those who come to help are those who have made outstanding contributions to the 'Weasley Cabin', and we should give them a 20% discount."

George and Fred expressed their incomprehension.

"This will be our first clients, gentlemen."

"Wow~oh~" George exclaimed.

"Good idea, Mr. Vampire." Fred was overjoyed.

At this time, the importance of connections was shown. The twins brought in many senior students, and called their younger brother Ron and his friends.

There are not many people Anton can find, only his lovely roommate.

Decora disagreed at first. He has loving parents and house elves, and he hasn't done heavy work even once since he was born.

"Slytherins are really not united." Anton looked sad, "It seems that I can only make Harry Potter laugh."

Can this be tolerated?

Uncle could bear it, Draco Malfoy couldn't.

Not only called Crabbe and Goyle, but also gave a speech in the Slytherin common room, and brought a lot of classmates of the same age.

Nice!

Draco is still quite attractive.

It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when meeting each other, and Draco's arrival aroused Harry's competitiveness, so he specially went not far away to find Hagrid for help.

There is a saying that if you are a gentleman, you are inhumane. Hagrid used four oversized logs that were dried and thick enough to be hugged by a person as the support for the house.

There is a saying that everyone gathers firewood with high flames, and the whole ruins are cleaned up in a short time.

The cleaned up place aroused the speculation of the little wizards that this place must have been a pigsty before.

Hagrid reached out his hand to touch the stone fence, put his finger into his mouth and licked it, and gave a definite answer, "Swallowtail dogs, their urine has a unique sweet and grassy smell, and it lingers all year round. "

What a wonderful experience, most young wizards said they couldn't accept it.

But experience is experience. Hagrid pointed to the place in the middle of the stone enclosure, "Swallowtail dogs are extremely loyal animals to wizards. Early wizards liked to raise this kind of dog, but if their excrement accumulates too much, it is easy to attract giant cats." earthworm."

Little wizards don't know what giant hairy earthworms are, but the high and low mounds and deep pits inside the entire wall look as if they have been washed by bombers.

"Are we going to dig them up with a shovel?" Ron refused. He hadn't learned the Levitation Curse yet, and when he just moved the board, his finger was pricked by a wooden thorn, and it still hurts.

The senior students said that this is a very interesting topic, but after a long discussion, all the proposals were rejected.

The only reliable one is Transfiguration, but as long as the magic of Transfiguration is disturbed, the ground will return to its original appearance.

"We need an excavator." Harry Potter had a weird expression on his face. His uncle was the director of the Groning Company, which specialized in the production of drilling rigs. Sometimes he could always hear him talking about various machines with his colleagues at home.

This proposal was also rejected, as most people didn't know about it, and Hagrid made it clear that Hogwarts Castle had powerful magic, and there was no way to use any Muggle machinery here.

at this time,

Anton, who disappeared without knowing when, came back.

"Hey, it's done so quickly?"

Anton hugged a small potted plant and looked at the spacious place with satisfaction.

"Unbelievable!" Draco complained first, "You called us to help and you slipped away!"

"Oh, I'll bring this cute pot back to the dormitory." Anton patted the flower pot, and there was a section of green vine growing inside.

Draco looked back with disgust, "Please don't let it get close to me, I saw you pour a big pot of pig's blood on it."

Anton shrugged, "This is the key to feeding it."