Chapter 36: Snowball Fight

On the other side, Hermione rushed into the common room and joined Harry and Ron who were playing wizard's chess.

Ron had Harry in a checkmate position, and Harry was getting frustrated because of the endless advice from his chess pieces.

Just then, Hermione arrived and Harry swept his hand over the chessboard, knocking all the pieces off, before turning to ask her about their mission.

"How did it go, Hermione? Does Arthur know who Nicolas Flamel is? And why is your face so red?"

Ron looked at Harry strangely as he spoke. Hermione blushed even more when she heard Harry's question.

"It's nothing, I just ran too fast and need to catch my breath," Hermione explained quickly and changed the subject.

"Arthur knows who Nicolas Flamel is, and he's already told me!"

Hearing this, Harry's attention was shifted, and Ron also leaned in.

Harry was interested in the question of asking Arthur about Nicolas Flamel. They both felt that their relationship with Arthur was good.

Unlike Hermione, Arthur can always borrow her homework easily and Harry thought that Professor Snape always targeted Arthur during potions class.

[although it was actually Snape picking on him.]

In addition, both of them grew up in the Muggle world and had some common topics. Arthur could be said to be Harry's friend at Hogwarts, aside from Ron.

As for Ron, he had nothing to do with Arthur, but Arthur had a good relationship with his twin brothers. Ron often saw Fred and George hanging out with Arthur.

Since childhood, Ron had been teased by the twins, and he admired and was a bit scared of Arthur, who always managed to be in the spotlight with his brother.

Hermione, on the other hand, disagreed with counting on Arthur for everything. She wanted to solve things on her own and impress Arthur.

The determined young witch spent her days in the library, searching nonstop for any trace of Nicolas Flamel. As a result, the search for information on Nicolas Flamel had stopped after a month of no progress.

The situation couldn't be said to have made no progress, but it was more like being stuck in one place.

Since they couldn't bear to wait any longer, Harry and Ron decided to convince Hermione to ask Arthur. If they waited any longer, Professor Snape would probably have completed his evil plan.

After much convincing, Hermione was finally convinced today, which led to the scene just now.

She then explained Arthur's words and added her own opinions to Harry and Ron, and they both believed that Professor Snape's target was indeed the Philosopher's Stone.

However, this didn't concern Arthur anymore. He just needed to show up at the end and see if he could get his hands on the Philosopher's Stone.

...

December 24th.

Yesterday's heavy snow finally stopped.

The school had already closed for the holidays, and the young wizards who stayed at the school had nothing to do, so they all went out to play in the snow.

Arthur also got tired of reading, so he went for a walk to freshen up his mood.

He had been studying Professor Snape's potion notes lately, and Professor Snape was indeed a master of potions. The notebook not only had his knowledge from his student days but he was also always changing its details.

It could be said to be Professor Snape's life's work.

Outside, the young wizards had already started their activities. Some were having snowball fights, while others were building snowmen.

But playing in the wizarding world was different from playing in the Muggle world. With a wave of the wand, a group of small snowballs was made.

Then, without touching the snowballs, a magic was released to make them fly at the other person.

One person could throw several snowballs at once.

Even though it was just a game between a few people, Arthur could sense both armies fighting.

"Swoosh!"

A dozen snowballs flew towards him. Arthur couldn't dodge them, so he quickly cast a defensive spell.

"Protego"

The snowballs hit an invisible barrier and fell to the ground.

Looking towards the direction where the snowballs were coming from, he saw the twins standing there, waving their wands to create snowballs and laughing at Arthur.

"You cheated! You're not allowed to use magic to defend yourself!"

Arthur's playful spirit was ignited, and he fought against the two of them alone without following the rules.

He didn't even take out his wand, but instead pointed his finger at the ground. The snow on the ground quickly floated up into a big ball, then split into dozens or even hundreds of fist-sized snowballs.

Arthur even put pressure on them on purpose to make them harder.

Arthur grinned mischievously at the dumbfounded twins.

"Fire at will!" he shouted.

All the snowballs immediately hit Fred and George, causing them to run away with their heads in their hands. Soon after, they raised the quick white flag, surrendering.

Arthur didn't continue the game. He just played with the twins on an impulse. After letting them go, he sat on the side and watched a few young witches building a snow castle that resembled Hogwarts.

After a while, Arthur got bored and was about to go back when he suddenly saw Professor Quirrell, who had suddenly appeared, being chased by the twins and being hit with snowballs.

The twins were specifically targeting the scarf around his head.

Professor Quirrell was hit and ran away while holding onto the back of his headscarf tightly.

Arthur shook his head, 'Professor Quirrell was really stupid. Why not just use magic? Or was Voldemort afraid that Dumbledore would sense the magic?'

But the Weasley twins were really ruthless, throwing snowballs at Voldemort's face.

'This must have been the peak of their lives as twins, right?'

So it's not surprising that there was only one of them left in the end.

Luckily, Filch rushed over soon after. The twins saw that things were not good and ran away quickly.

"Professor Quirrell, are you okay?" Filch helped Professor Quirrell up from the ground and carefully brushed off the snow on him.

"I...I'm fine..."

Professor Quirrell responded stutteringly, his voice still trembling.

'You stupid! Why didn't you use magic? Did a dog eat your brain?!'

In a place where Filch couldn't hear, Voldemort's voice shouted in Professor Quirrell's mind.

'Master... I... I was afraid it will interfere with your plan,' Quirrell replied to Voldemort in his mind, with fear in his voice.

"Are you okay, Professor Quirrell? Although they've already run away, their red hair has exposed them!" assured Filch confidently.

"Don't worry, I'm going to find Professor McGonagall now and have them put in detention!"

Professor Quirrell gave a brief response and quickly left.

Seeing this, Arthur knew there was nothing left to see and walked towards the castle.