Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

After Fred shrugged and expressed that he had no idea about being a magic thief, Professor Flitwick slowly climbed down from his stack of books and began to patrol the classroom to help other young wizards practice lock-picking spells.

Fred patiently repeated and consolidated the lock-picking spell until get out of class was over.

In the afternoon, there was a class on herbal medicine. Professor Sprout taught only a common plant, lavender, which is also common in the Muggle world.

Lavender is a variety of small flowers with bright purple color and light fragrance. It can be used to make a variety of magic potions, such as sleeping pills, etc.

Fred became interested in this non-magical plant and finished the afternoon herbal medicine class with a yawn.

After finishing dinner, Fred quietly called George to the statue of the hunchback witch on the fourth floor.

Since Fred didn't know who was following him and George last time, Fred asked George to stay on top to help look after him. Although he found someone following him and George today, it was always right to be cautious.

Fred climbed onto the back of the hunchback witch statue, opened the passage, jumped down, and brought up the broken Nimbus 1998 twice.

This is one of the back-up tools that Fred plans to prepare for the subsequent trip to the Forbidden Forest. The speed of a magic broom is much faster than that of a person walking. What's more, if the top level of this kind of magic broom is replaced by a Muggle world A car, it must be a supercar level!

But Fred was not sure whether he could repair this magic broom, because it was a magic item. He and George could only study hard on magic items in the past few days to see if they could research something.

"Fred, can we fix this thing?" George looked at the half-cut Nimbus 1998 in his hand with helplessness in his eyes.

Fred shrugged, "I don't know either. Let's go to the library and look for books that are not relevant first and see if we can find some good ideas."

"That's all we can do." George nodded, and the two of them walked to the library on the second floor.

There were not many people in the library on a Tuesday night. All Fred could see were senior students, looking like they were studying hard. Fred could probably guess that they were about to take exams. Reid also remembered that there were several important exams at Hogwarts, which seemed to be related to employment issues after graduation.

This reminded Fred of the exam in his previous life. He crammed like this before the exam. Although it was a bit tiring, it really worked.

After asking Mrs. Pince about the location of the books about magic broomsticks, Fred and George went straight to the tall black bookshelves.

"Spells, alchemy, history, potions..." Fred looked at the rows of classification labels hanging on the side of the black bookshelf, looking for his target, "Magic items!"

found it!

Fred couldn't wait to turn directly into the gap between the bookshelves!

"boom!"

Fred felt as if his forehead had hit a big rock!

First there was a soft and then hard touch, and then a strong pain came from his forehead. Fred instinctively closed his eyes, covered his forehead, lowered his head and shouted, "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Ah! Yeah! Woohoo~"

Before Fred could recover, he heard a clear and familiar girl's voice crying in front of him.

Fred endured the pain and opened his eyes, only to see a little girl about the same height as himself, with golden twin tails, a delicate face, and a pair of big blue eyes. Isn't this Gina!

There was a shimmering mist in Gina's thin eyes. She also covered her shiny forehead and bent down. It was obvious that she was in severe pain.

"Are you okay, Gina?" Fred felt that the pain had passed, but his forehead was still a little numb and swollen.

Gina finally straightened up, blinked her big blue eyes, and the water mist inside disappeared. She said, "It's you. Who do I think is so anxious? Ouch~"

Gina said and covered her forehead again, and Fred could see that a big red bump had swelled on her white forehead.

"I'm really sorry, Gina. I finally found this row of bookshelves, so I was a little excited and didn't notice anyone coming out here." Fred touched his head and felt embarrassed.

"What book are you looking for, you are so anxious!" Gina's tone made Fred a little unpredictable, seeming a little annoyed and curious.

"Um... about the broomstick book, we need to repair a broomstick that was broken in two." Fred had no reservations, after all, this was not something worth keeping secret.