Chapter 155: Plotting and Preparation
At this, the grins on Fred and George's faces faded.
Fred covered his face dramatically and groaned, "Forget it—let's try to stay friends."
"Wood must have loaned his brain to a troll," George muttered, shaking his head. "He actually believes our little brother Ron inherited Charlie's Quidditch skills and wants to make him Seeker."
"Merlin help us—Ron as Seeker..." Fred shuddered as if envisioning a disaster. "If that happened, we might as well forfeit every game just to spare ourselves the humiliation."
"Luckily, Professor McGonagall shot that idea down," George said with relief. "Even Harry Potter's a better option."
Kyle gave them a curious look. Did these two actually have a knack for predicting the future?
"Anyway," Fred said, picking up a drumstick and chewing on it between words, "we're planning an expedition to the fourth floor. You want to come?"
Cedric raised his eyebrows. "You don't mean the room at the end of the fourth-floor corridor, do you?"
Fred gave him a conspiratorial wink. "Is there any other part of the fourth floor worth exploring?"
"But..." Cedric hesitated. "Didn't Headmaster Dumbledore say we're forbidden from going there?"
"Don't be silly," George replied, wagging a finger with an air of knowing authority. "It's only the forbidden places that are worth exploring. No one's sneaking out at night just to visit the Transfiguration classroom."