Chapter 67: Snape’s Reaction
Since it was only halfway through lunch, many students were still in the Great Hall, chatting with friends and enjoying the delicious pork cutlets and roast potatoes. But suddenly, an overpowering stench began to waft in from outside.
The young wizards sitting closest to the doors were the first to suffer, nearly gagging as the smell hit them. Some of them barely managed to avoid vomiting onto their plates.
"Ugh... Who threw a Dungbomb in the corridor?!" a Gryffindor with a Prefect badge yelled out, his voice carrying across the hall.
His shout served as a warning for the others sitting deeper inside. Moments later, they too caught a whiff of the foul odor.
The entire hall erupted into chaos. Students abandoned their meals and scrambled to leave the hall, rushing outside in a desperate bid for fresh air. But once they were outside, they realized the stench was even stronger. Still, there was no turning back now. Gritting their teeth, they hurried toward their respective common rooms, trying to escape the pervasive smell.
Amid the confusion, Percy Weasley noticed something odd. His twin brothers, Fred and George, were conspicuously absent.
"Fred, George... it has to be you..." Percy muttered to himself, convinced he had figured out who was behind the chaos. Determined, he pushed through the crowd and made his way toward the Gryffindor common room, fuming with anger. "I must write to Mum!"
"My dear brother, what are you planning to tell Mum?"
Percy stopped in his tracks. Rounding the corner in front of him were two identical figures, blocking his path.
George chuckled, "Before you write that letter, can you tell us what exactly happened in the Great Hall? We were only gone for a moment, and now it's so... lively."
"Don't pretend like you don't know what you've done," Percy snapped, his face red with frustration. "Throwing Dungbombs around the castle? You've affected nearly every student, and Gryffindor's sure to lose loads of points because of this!"