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Chapter 79 You Disturbed Peeves

"School has been open for so long, but we have only caught three students violating the rules."

Filch looked at his record sheet and felt guilty about his slackness during this period - but this quick magic meditation did look very interesting...

Between continuing to perform his duties and reading that interesting textbook, he hesitated and chose the former. However, just as he was about to go out, there was a knock on his office door.

'Are there any students who have violated the rules and come to report?'

Filch's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had tasted a refreshing ice drink on a summer day.

When the professors were busy or had no chores for the students to do, the students who were in detention would report to him to receive their punishment, which was an unexpected event that made Filch happy.

But when he opened the door with anticipation, he was met with disappointment - damn, it was the prefects, and six prefects from Ravenclaw came together.

Obviously, there wouldn't be any professor who'd be so idle as to assign six class leaders to do labor for one college, so there wouldn't be anything worth looking forward to.

"Hello, Mr. Filch, can we check the files?"

"Check the files?"

Filch looked at him with his usual puzzled look, but gave up his idea almost immediately - the prefect was considered a half-managerial official, and it was his normal job to check the files.

"Well, yes, if it's possible, could you help us find the files on Peeves?"

"Peeves?"

Filch became interested again. He dreamed of kicking that guy out of school. "Has Professor Flitwick finally made a decision?"

"Just a History of Magical Research for our own personal reasons..."

"Fine…"

This is such a bummer… Filch muttered as he began to rummage through the rows of shelves.

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"Are you really sure?"

"It's very likely, and they all seem to match. And we agreed that if you two get it and can't divide it, it will be yours. If you can, half of it will be mine."

"That's true, but you can't just do nothing and get this opportunity—"

Fred held out his hand. "Take it out."

"I swore I wouldn't give you that thing!"

"It's not that thing, it's money. We know you have your own little coffers. You can't expect us to go and trick Peeves with nothing."

"That's the money I earned from working hard at the library to help people translate materials!"

Percy's voice was low but surprisingly clear.

Although he still had a temporary assistant allowance from Professor McGonagall, he couldn't tell anyone about this kind of thing - he knew too well how courageous his two younger brothers were, and they would take it all if they dared to.

"We don't care where it comes from. If there's no capital injection, your contribution and Ron's contribution won't be much different."

Percy gritted his teeth and pulled out a shrunken purse from his body. "You have to tell me what you are going to do, right?"

"Let's first dig out Peeves' lair. We currently know where he hides some of his things - the props for his pranks, but we still need time to fully investigate."

The difficulty of pranks without props skyrocketed - at least that's the case for them.

The twins thought for a long time, and finally decided to restrict Peeves in a way that would disgust them, as the first step to tease Peeves.

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"Wouldn't this be good?"

"What's wrong with that? Percy will definitely go find his own brothers. We don't have the talents of the twins. Instead of relying on pranks, why not try a sneak attack with more people?" "That's the same reason... How about we do it together?"

"Walk."

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"hiss…"

"Merlin's beard, this record..."

In Filch's office, the Ravenclaw prefects were looking at the rows of detailed records of Peeves, and they were all amazed.

They originally only knew part of it, but after reading the whole thing, they discovered that this spirit had lived for too long, committed too many crimes, and its strength was so outrageous that it was almost impossible to measure.

"really…"

The seventh grade male class leader pointed to a record and spoke to the others.

According to records, Peeves fell into the trap of Rancorus Calpe, the castle manager at the time, but he easily escaped with a large number of weapons and used these weapons to wreak havoc in the castle for three days. Finally, he surrendered under the leadership of Professor Eupraxia Moore and signed an unequal agreement, which ended the battle in which Peeves unilaterally crushed the castle.

"You're kidding, that author - is he planning to blow up the castle?"

The records in Filch's office are the most authentic records of Hogwarts and can even be used as a reference for the school's history. These records that even involve the headmaster can fully prove the horror of the elf.

"Not necessarily. Maybe he doesn't know everything, but he probably doesn't exaggerate about Peeves' abilities."

Fighting against the professor and the headmaster who suppressed an entire castle, even if the headmaster at that time was far inferior to Dumbledore, it was still an incredibly powerful force.

"There is no doubt that there is real treasure in the school, but no one has found the key - not even Dumbledore."

"Yes, and it is clearly recorded that it is afraid of the Bloody Baron for some reason."

"Check, check again - when did Barrow appear, and how many times did Barrow threaten Peeves?"

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"Run!"

"Armor protects me!"

In the corridor on the fourth floor of the castle, the Gryffindor prefects truly understood the pressure Dumbledore felt when he and Peeves were outwitting each other.

It is true that they are the bravest group of Gryffindor, but no matter how powerful a lion is, it can't do anything to a porcupine.

They imagined what Peeves would do to them.

Passing through their bodies to chill them to the bone, attacking them with a barrage of spells, throwing shit at them, reflecting magic, blasting them with condensed air...

The book talks about many methods used by Peeves, but as top students of Gryffindor, they are fully capable of dealing with them.

But the reality is much more terrifying than imagined.

They just suddenly used several different magic spells to try to control Peeves, and the elf began to glow with golden light. Then the spells went straight through Peeves' translucent body and fell directly to the ground or on an unimportant place like the wall.

Then Peeves rushed into the bathroom - but in less than half a minute, he rushed out holding a mop with a color that seriously stained his eyes.

They tried to cast a Transfiguration spell on the horrible thing, but as with Peeves, the spell passed right through.

"Bubble Head Curse! Quick, run faster!"

"Ohhhh!!!!"

Peeves let out a cry of surprise and rushed towards the students like a knight.

(End of this chapter)