HP: Azkaban's Outstanding Graduate

These things poured onto the table in front of them like a small mudslide, instantly submerging Hermione's pumpkin juice glass and Ron's chicken leg that he hadn't finished eating.

"Tonight is Lord Mischievous Ghost's night of revelry!"

Peeves somersaulted excitedly in mid-air, grabbing a huge, sizzling, green-smoking stink bomb. "Nobody can stop me! Let's start with... Oh! Look who's here? Those pesky Gryffindor brats! Let's begin with you! Taste Master Peeves' 'Midnight Horror Gift Pack'! Take this—"

Pee-Pee raised the ominous green stink bomb high, poised to smash it down on the three of them and the table piled high with food.

"No—!" Hermione screamed.

"Run!" Harry yelled, grabbing Hermione's arm.

Ron watched in despair as his beloved chicken leg was submerged in a sea of ​​prank props.

Chapter 146 The Prankster Soul

Pee-Pee picked up a stink bomb that was emitting green smoke, as if sounding the horn of chaos.

"Take this, you little devils!" Mischievous Ghost laughed, throwing the stink bomb with all his might toward the dining table where the Iron Triangle was!

"Obstacles everywhere!" Hermione reacted the fastest, hastily pointing her wand. An invisible barrier formed at the last second, barely deflecting the stink bomb dripping with some unknown green slime.

boom!

The stink bomb missed its target but landed precisely on a table laden with Beauxbatons' exquisite desserts.

A burst of green smoke, reeking of a mixture of rotten onions and smelly socks, exploded instantly, smearing the faces of several Beauxbatons girls who were elegantly enjoying macarons nearby, like sticky slime.

“Mon Dieu!” screams erupted.

Their exquisite makeup and gorgeous silk robes were instantly stained with an eerie green, and the pungent smell almost made them faint.

But this is just the beginning!

When Pippi saw his "masterpiece," he excitedly did somersaults in the air, making his bell hat jingle.

"That's fantastic! That's fantastic! Give me some more! Master Mischievous Ghost loves it!"

He screamed and grabbed the prank props on the table with his hands like a whirlwind, bombarding them indiscriminately.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Several "sticky bubblegum bombs" were thrown at the area where Durmstrang students were gathered.

These pink balls expanded violently upon contact with the ground or a person, turning into giant, sticky bubblegum balls that stuck several Durmstrang men who were trying to use the "Clean Up" spell firmly to the ground, unable to move, and only able to angrily curse in accented English.

Sizzle—!

A row of "automatic inkjet pens" were flung out by Pippi the Ghost like darts.

They were precisely inserted into the back collar of Hogwarts robes and into the carefully styled hair buns of Beauxbatons girls, and then indiscriminately sprayed thick black ink in all directions.

In an instant, it was as if ink rain was falling in the auditorium, with screams and angry roars rising and falling.

Buzzing—!

A group of "fake cockroaches that bite fingers" were released, flapping their noisy little wings and accurately pouncing on the students' bare wrists and ankles.

Although it didn't hurt, the furry touch and the sudden fright filled the entire auditorium with screams.

Crackling sounds!

The colorful fireworks were ignited by Pippi the Ghost and flew wildly in the low sky like out-of-control fireworks tubes.

They trailed colorful flames, crashing into chandelier decorations, grazing students' heads, and even bursting into small, harmless but extremely frightening clouds of colorful smoke inside the wide sleeves of Beauxbatons girls.

The entire Hogwarts Great Hall was plunged into an unprecedented vortex of chaos created by Peeves!

At this moment, the students from the three schools no longer possessed any elegance or composure.

Everyone was scrambling for cover, trying to avoid the prank props falling from the sky, or frantically cleaning themselves of the chewing gum, ink, and the ubiquitous, nauseating green stench that was sticking to them.

Food was trampled, drinks were spilled, and exquisite decorations were blackened and knocked over by fireworks. Screams, laughter (mainly from students who were having fun but weren't affected), roars, and the crazy shrieks of Pippi the Ghost mingled together, creating a deafening cacophony.

"catch him!"

"Clean it up! Clean it up! Damn useless!"

"My new robe!"

"Who stepped on my foot?!"

"George! Fred! Think of something!" Lee Jordan shouted toward the twins as he dodged a quill pen that was spraying ink at him.

George and Fred exchanged a glance, their eyes instantly blazing with a light even more fervent than Peeves'!

"Merlin's lace stockings!" Fred exclaimed, grabbing George's shoulders excitedly. "This is simply... amazing!"

"Unprecedented! Epic chaos!" George's voice trembled with excitement.

He looked around at the students who were being chased away, looking disheveled and angry but with nowhere to vent their frustration, and a brilliant idea popped into his head. "You little devil! You're a genius!"

“Now is not the time to praise him, brother!” Fred suddenly pulled out his wand, a somewhat crazy smile spreading across his face.

Ignoring the ink splattered on the table, he leaped up, pointed his wand at his throat, and casually cast a "loud voice" spell:

"Classmates, are you willing to endure Peeves' bullying? Are you still angry because you have nowhere to fight back? The Weasley twins are here to support you—Time to Fight Back!"

"Free ammunition! Limited time offer!"

George followed closely behind, ignoring the sunflower still wriggling and singing in his pocket, quickly pulled out several crystal bottles, and immediately poured out a large amount of stuff.

Fred then pulled out his wand and directed boxes upon boxes of brightly colored trinkets to be thrown forcefully into the crowd.

"Catch! It's time to fight back!"

Whoosh!

The students instinctively caught the flying box. Upon opening it, they found:

"Portable Bubble Gum Sticky Bomb" (small in size, highly adhesive, can be thrown to temporarily stick to Peeves or anything he throws).

"Rainbow Ink Counter Ball" (When it hits a target, it bursts into a cloud of colorful but easily washable, harmless ink)

"Farting Goblin Grenade" (Pull the pin and throw; it releases a swarm of buzzing, comical farting rubber goblins that obstruct your view).

"Harmless Stink Smoke Bomb" (It has a pungent smell but is non-toxic, and its effect is similar to Pikachu's Stink Bomb, but with a wider range of colors.)

"Fight back!" Someone shouted first, instantly igniting everyone's emotions.

Suppressed anger and mischievous nature erupted instantly, and the Hogwarts students were the first to act, as they were all too familiar with this kind of "battle".

Durmstrang's students, however, saw it as a different kind of contest, precisely throwing "bubble gum sticky bombs" at Peeves' trajectory.

Even the usually elegant Beauxbatons girls couldn't stand it anymore after their robes were stained with ink. They waved their wands and used the "Freeze Charm" to freeze the flying ink pens, then picked up the "Rainbow Ink Counterball" and hurled it at the arrogant figure in the air.

“Try this, Peeves!” Ron laughed, throwing a “Farting Goblin Grenade” precisely at Peeves’ feet.

Puff puff puff!

The farting goblin exploded instantly, buzzing and flying around Peeves, its farting noises incessant and obstructing his view.

"Whoa! Little bug! Ugh!" Mischievous Ghost shrieked as he swatted at it, but his face was filled with an unprecedented excitement.

The chaos escalated; it was no longer one-sided bullying, but a contest between evenly matched opponents.

"Haha! Well done! Again!" Pippi the Ghost nimbly tumbled in the air, dodging several flying "rainbow ink balls," and then grabbed one of the twins' "harmless stench smoke bombs" and threw it back.

boom!

Pink smoke exploded among several Beauxbatons girls; although it didn't smell bad, the pink smoke made them look like they had fallen into a jar of strawberry jam.

"Use this against him!" a Durmstrang student yelled, sticking a portable bubblegum bomb onto a passing firework. The firework, trailing the bubblegum, wobbled its way toward Peeves.

Wow! A new way to play!

Peeves dodged with delight, then put his newfound knowledge to good use by grabbing a bubblegum stick and attaching it to the back of the fountain pen he had thrown. The pen shot towards a group of Gryffindor boys like a missile.

The entire auditorium was completely transformed into a crazy battlefield of props.

Colorful smoke bombs exploded one after another, rainbow ink splashed in the air to create strange patterns, bubblegum sticky bombs flew everywhere, and farting goblins buzzed.

Food and drinks were long forgotten, tables and chairs became cover, and students spontaneously divided into small teams, covering each other and pouring "Weasley ammunition" at Peeves in the air.

Beauxbatons' elegance vanished, Durmstrang's composure crumbled, and the Hogwarts students made full use of their "tested" dodging skills, nimbly weaving through the chaos.

Just as the chaos reached its peak, and the two sides were "battling" most fiercely, with countless props flying and crisscrossing in the air—

squeak-

The heavy doors of the auditorium were pushed open without warning.

A "farting goblin grenade," wrapped in thick bubblegum and just thrown from Malfoy's hand, veered off course due to excessive force and hurtled straight toward the doorway—where the four deans and two principals had just entered the Great Hall.

All the students who witnessed this scene gasped, their excitement instantly replaced by terror.

Even Peeves stopped screaming, and his eyes under his bell hat suddenly widened.

The "farting goblin grenade," encased in sticky explosive material and poised to explode at any moment, traced a desperate parabola through the air before landing squarely in Snape's outstretched hand.

Chapter 147 Gathering

The four deans, Mrs. Maxim, and Karkaroff were all somewhat bewildered, especially Snape, who frowned as he looked at the sizzling rubber goblin in his hand, then casually tossed it aside—but didn't actually throw it!

That stuff got stuck to his hand!

boom!

The goblin bomb exploded instantly, and in a cloud of colorful smoke, a comical winged goblin burst open, buzzing and flying around the "adults" at the door.

Puff puff puff!

The sound of farting was incessant, but no one was laughing.

The entire auditorium fell into a despairing silence, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Snape's face turned ashen, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, Professor Flitwick covered his face, and Professor Sprout sighed.

Mrs. Maxim and Karkarov also looked at their school's students with unfriendly expressions.

The little devil let out a short, sharp scream, like a chicken being choked, and with a "whoosh," it turned into a wisp of gray smoke, nimbly disappearing into the nearest candlestick without a trace.