That night, Scott and the Weasley twins waited until after two in the morning before they finally saw Filch leave from the Marauder’s Map.
“Oh Merlin! The old bastard Filch is finally gone!” George, half-closed his eyes, immediately perked up and woke up Fred who was dozing off.
Scott stood up from his chair and picked up the “Shock Body” he made.
“Let’s go, we have to hurry.”
He first removed the anti-disturbance spell he had cast on the classroom door, then reached out and opened the door, whispering, “George, has Filch returned to his office?”
“Yes, he has returned to his lair.” George shook the parchment in his hand.
“Don’t worry.” Fred yawned, “Now we are the only ones still moving on the map.”
“Very good.”
Scott walked out of the empty classroom.
The three of them turned through several corridors and came to the place where Mrs. Norris was petrified.
At this time, the two lines of words on the wall were still flashing, reflected in a large puddle of water on the ground.
“Be careful, there is a large puddle of water on the ground.”
Scott reminded the two people behind him.
Just as he finished speaking, Fred slipped into the water.
Fortunately, George held him in time.
“You are so sleepy that you are almost confused, Fred!” George said with some gloating.
“Damn it! Filch may be really crazy. He didn’t even deal with this puddle of water.” Fred was completely awake now and complained unhappily.
Scott raised the “Shock Body” in his hand and gestured on the wall, trying to find a suitable position.
After finding a good position, he asked the other two, “Who of you will help me hold this thing down?”
“I will!”
Fred walked forward and stretched out his hand to hold down the line of words twisted by iron wire.
Scott stepped back two steps to look at it, raised his hand and raised his wand, and cast a permanent sticking spell neatly.
Fred let go of his hand, and the three of them admired this line of words that expressed rich connotations again, and couldn’t help laughing.
“No matter who the ‘heir’ is, I’m sure that guy will be furious when he sees it!” Fred said in amazement.
George said with certainty: “I think he will do everything he can to destroy this thing!”
“I hope so.” Scott said with a smile, “We can’t be too optimistic. If the other party is too patient, this test plan will only fail.”
George patted his shoulder, “You are too modest, Scott. I know those guys very well, those wizards who claim to be pure-blooded. They regard bloodline as more important than anything else.”
Scott nodded and said with a smile, “Weasley is probably the pure-blood family that dislikes pure-blood the most?”
George said: “Pure-blood family? That’s just the opinion of those people. You know, the book “Pure-blood List” was written by the Nott family, and our family has never admitted it. Our ancestors may have Muggle blood. “
Fred immediately agreed with him, “Yes, we don’t care about this, and my father likes some Muggle things very much.”
“That’s why Weasley is called a ‘pure-blood traitor’ by them.” Scott teased and walked to the other side first, “The next step is to install the ‘surveillance device’.”
George and Fred followed him, and they said with pride: “You know, we like the name of ‘pure-blood traitor’.”
Scott said in a casual tone: “I heard that your father and old Malfoy had a fight in Flourish and Blotts because of this?”
“Oh yes! Unfortunately, they were pulled away by Hegla, and my father was about to punch old Malfoy’s arrogant face!” Fred was still a little excited when talking about this.
George added: “But they didn’t fight just because of the ‘pure blood traitor’ thing! My father and old Malfoy have always disliked each other.”
Fred added: “You haven’t seen old Malfoy, he is more…”
He thought about it, but couldn’t seem to come up with a suitable adjective, so he could only say: “You know, the Malfoy family is like that, they are used to looking at people with their two big nostrils.”
Scott nodded, “I can see their family’s upbringing from Draco Malfoy.”
The reason he mentioned this was that he hoped that if things went well later, the twins would be able to quickly guess the origin of the diary.
At this time, he was already standing in front of a window at the end of the corridor.
He gently pushed the windowsill open, looked out, and then turned to George and Fred and said, “Here, if you hide it outside the window, Filch shouldn’t find it and remove it.”
“Here?” George also leaned out of the window, “Won’t it be seen by people on the ground below?”
Scott said, “I’ll hide them well.”
George asked again, “How are you going to install it? You know, you won’t have much place to stand after you climb out of the window!”
“Use a rope.”
Scott took out a roll of rope and handed one end to George, “You help tie this end to the lamp stand.”
Then he estimated the length of the rope and tied it to himself.
After he tied it, George and Fred also tied the rope and pulled it hard, then said to him, “It’s done!”
Scott smiled, took out his wand and cast an invisibility spell on himself and the rope, and slowly climbed out of the windowsill.
George and Fred squeezed by the window and looked out, although they could no longer see where Scott was.
They lowered their voices to remind him.
“Be careful!”
“If you accidentally fall, I hope you can remember to cast a levitation spell on yourself!”
“Don’t worry.”
Scott stepped on the lintel of the window below with his feet, relying on the rope tied to his body to support his body.
He took out the periscope he made from the lizard skin bag, carefully compared the position with the outer wall, and then used the permanent sticking spell to stick it to the outer wall.
Then he stuck a small wooden stand on one end of the periscope and put the camera on it.
He moved aside again and barely got behind the camera lens to take a look.
“Not bad.”
Fortunately, the magic lights in the corridor usually don’t go out, and the content of the lens he needs is just near the light stand. Although it is still very dim, the photos that come out should still be barely visible.
The next step is hiding.
He took out a piece of wood again and stuck it to the wall, and then cast a transformation spell on the wood.
The wood immediately turned into vines, and then grew green leaves, covering the periscope and camera.
“Oh, well done.”
George and Fred watched the vines extend to the windowsill.
“Finally, this is it.”
Scott took out a large box of film and two puppets and placed them on the wooden stand where the camera was.
“That’s it.”
He moved slowly and climbed back through the window.
When he untied the rope, George and Fred were still lying on the window, craning their necks to look at the two puppets.
“What is that? The puppets responsible for taking pictures?”
“They don’t seem to move?”
Scott untied the rope from the light stand again and explained: “They are guys like the chess pieces in wizard chess. They can do some simple actions according to instructions, but I plan to wait until tomorrow morning when the news spreads before secretly activating them.”
“Cool!”
George and Fred said in unison.
Scott put away the rope and said to them: “Everything is ready, we can go back. As for the rest, it depends on whether anyone will destroy our “message”.”
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