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PROLOGUE
t was probably their finest prank ever.
Factoring in that they had on their conscience such epic escapades as the time when they’d cast several Entrancing Enchantments over the faculty room’s tea supply-Professors Flitwick and McGonagall had winked at each other in the corridors for a week before the former finally managed to reverse the magic-and the time when they’d sprung leaks in the Slytherin windows and flooded the Common Room, this was saying quite a lot.
“What did you do to it?” Lee Jordan asked, his voice full of both awe and wariness.
“A simple Confundus, basically,” Fred Weasley replied, grinning rather evilly.
“Well, a simple cocktail of Confundus, a Bedazzling Hex and a Jelly-Brain Jinx, basically,” George Weasley filled in, matching his twin grin for grin.
“And we poured some Firewhiskey over it,” Fred added.
“Ol’ Hebredian, single malt,” George elaborated.
“What’s it going to do?” Lee watched the thing on the stool apprehensively, glancing sideways at the two Weasley brothers. They shrugged, in sync.
“Don’t know. Do we really need to?”
“Sorting should be a hoot, in any case.”
All three of them looked at the stool and then back at each other, and now Lee grinned just as wide as the twins. That, at least, was for certain.
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PROLOGUE
t was probably their finest prank ever.
Factoring in that they had on their conscience such epic escapades as the time when they’d cast several Entrancing Enchantments over the faculty room’s tea supply-Professors Flitwick and McGonagall had winked at each other in the corridors for a week before the former finally managed to reverse the magic-and the time when they’d sprung leaks in the Slytherin windows and flooded the Common Room, this was saying quite a lot.
“What did you do to it?” Lee Jordan asked, his voice full of both awe and wariness.
“A simple Confundus, basically,” Fred Weasley replied, grinning rather evilly.
“Well, a simple cocktail of Confundus, a Bedazzling Hex and a Jelly-Brain Jinx, basically,” George Weasley filled in, matching his twin grin for grin.
“And we poured some Firewhiskey over it,” Fred added.
“Ol’ Hebredian, single malt,” George elaborated.
“What’s it going to do?” Lee watched the thing on the stool apprehensively, glancing sideways at the two Weasley brothers. They shrugged, in sync.
“Don’t know. Do we really need to?”
“Sorting should be a hoot, in any case.”
All three of them looked at the stool and then back at each other, and now Lee grinned just as wide as the twins. That, at least, was for certain.
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