Chapter 63 The Gathering of the Little Lions

No one can tell exactly what Peeves is. In short, it is not a ghost because it can touch entities, but it can walk through walls and even become invisible like a ghost.

Muggles call existences similar to Peeves a poltergeist phenomenon. In fact, Peeves' characteristics fit the description of a poltergeist very well, and this is a wizarding world dominated by psychic power. Even if Peeves is not a poltergeist, Spirit is definitely a similar existence.

"This thing is super expensive, but it is said to be very suitable for warming up the spirit." Robert gave Peeves a purple stone. Miraculously, the stone melted the moment it touched Peeves. Entering its body, "How is the effect?"

Peeves rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Guess, guess!"

Robert made a face, "You must be immobilized by me and can't move! Quickly, hand over your baby and I will let you go!"

Peeves grinned and said, "Peeves will never be immobilized!" As he said that, he ran away and disappeared into the air after a while.

Robert looked back at the Fat Lady, "Mead."

"What did you say?" The fat lady was stunned, and then her face turned serious, "I will never let you in! Now, get out of my corridor!"

Her voice was so high-pitched that one couldn't help but want to cover their ears.

Mr. Honey Badger said timidly, "Robert, how about we forget it?"

Robert ignored him, but stared at the fat lady. The fat lady was a little embarrassed by his look, because due to some force majeure, she had to open the door after hearing the password.

Of course, she can extend this time by herself, and if the students do not come in for a long time, she can also close the door by herself.

"Mead," Robert continued.

The corners of the Fat Lady's mouth twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but she held back.

Robert blinked and asked in a puzzled tone, "I remember that the password is indeed mead. Did you drink too much tonight, madam? If so, I think the principal will definitely ask you to stop drinking."

"I didn't!" the fat lady yelled angrily, "Troublemaker, get in quickly! Then, go back to the basement as soon as possible!"

Robert sighed and said, "Ma'am, my name is Robert Leslie, and I am not a troublemaker."

The fat lady left angrily, leaving only a door ajar.

Mr. Honey Badger was stunned.

After a long while, he stammered and asked, "Robert, what did you do to the Fat Lady? Why does she seem so angry?"

Robert shrugged, "She sometimes sneaks away to see Violet for a drink, and I've seen her a few times."

Mr. Honey Badger said he didn't understand and still looked at him blankly. Robert had no intention of explaining and pushed the person in. "Okay, let's find the person first."

The Gryffindor common room was very busy at the moment.

The little lions threw pillows everywhere in the room, there were many butterbeers on the long table, and a beautiful witch was dancing with a wizard.

The little lions gathered in a circle and cheered.

They seemed very happy and had no idea what was going on.

"Hey! Robert, when did you come?" George appeared out of nowhere and welcomed his friend's appearance here. "We are celebrating Miss Midgan getting rid of her troubles. In fact, , she has been upset about this all summer."

"What?" Robert said he didn't hear what George was saying clearly and could only put his ear closer.

George said it again, excitedly, “It’s all thanks to our quick-acting acne-busting sugar!”

"Ah, yes, I know. Hey, wait, are you using school students for experiments?" Robert pulled George aside and shouted into his ear, "Hey, hey, how are you doing?" Use mice or owls for experiments! Isn’t it too much to conduct direct experiments on humans?”

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Fred suddenly appeared next to Robert and put his arm around his shoulder. "We did the experiment with goblins, and then we also did human experiments at home, and finally we got it to the school for sale."

Robert was stunned for a moment, "Have you experimented on yourself?"

"Of course!" Fred said with a wink, "Remember the pus we collected at the end of last semester? Although Professor Sprout was unwilling to give us Babbo tubers, he gave us a lot of pus for us to take. She was such a liberal professor when it came to doing experiments. During the summer vacation, we put some on our backs and arms."

"You know, in order for my mother not to notice those acne, I had to wear long-sleeved shirts all summer, which made my mother think I was sick." George sighed, seeming a little distressed, "Fortunately, our experiment was successful. , the fast-acting acne-busting sugar is very popular!”

Robert glanced at them suspiciously, always feeling that they didn't tell the whole story, "You only conducted experiments on yourself? Isn't the sample too small?"

"Of course it's more than that," Fred said. "I gave Ron a little more."

"..."

George looked at Percy mysteriously, and then said, "I added a little bit to Percy's facial cleansing lotion..."

"..."

Damn it!

Robert could imagine Ron's confused expression after discovering that his little face was covered with acne.

He is still just a child!

As for Percy?

He happens to be in puberty, so he shouldn't... care... right?

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Percy walking over with a stiff face. He looked at the noisy little lions, pursed his lips, walked to the twins, and said, "I want to buy quick-acting acne elimination candy!"

Naturally, Fred would not let go of this opportunity to tease Percy. He made an "ooh" sound and asked his brother, "Hey, look who this is!"

George said with a smile, "Isn't this the smartest child in the Weasley family - Percy?"

"Since it's Percy, how could he not do such gadgets?" Fred continued to taunt, "He is a person who is motivated to get 12 O's in the exam. Let me think about it, plus the elective we How many classes are there in total? George.”

"Twelve subjects," George said, "And Percy has to get O's in 12 exams. He's a genius, isn't he."

Percy's face darkened, and he turned around and left.

Fred and George high-fived.

Mr. Honey Badger watched Percy walk away angrily and asked hesitantly, "Are you going too far?"

Fred said with a serious expression, "I'm not exaggerating. He has indeed always been known as the smartest one in the Weasley family."

"Actually, I think he is far worse than our eldest brother Bill." George said angrily, "At least Bill will not throw away the things we have worked hard to study, or tell mom!"