The effect of powerful laxatives is really strong. Flint was choked by Fred and George and poured a spoonful of laxatives. Within thirty seconds, strange noises began to be heard in his stomach.

closed the door of the cubicle, and several people looked at each other, all showing a malicious smile, and quietly left the boys' bathroom.

"Is it okay not to take the wand away?" Fred asked quietly as he passed the corner.

"Don't worry, within an hour or two, the effect of the phantom spell will completely disappear. I think they will be weak and unable to pay attention to the wand in the corner." Albert whispered, "I have given them After casting a spell, they will only think that they have lost their wands. Okay, don't talk about it anymore, lest there are flaws, let's go to the library and wait for the good show to be performed.

Soon after Albert and the others left, Flint, who was sitting on the toilet, was quickly drawn back to his attention by the sound of his diarrhea, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

Is there a problem with dinner?

But, other people also ate the same food, why did he have diarrhea?

and many more!

Flint was attracted by the squeaky noise next door, and it seemed that another person had eaten his stomach.

By the way, he remembered it, and Monta seemed to have eaten her stomach too. They went into the boys' bathroom together just now.

I don't know why. After knowing that someone is as unlucky as himself, Flint didn't feel entangled or depressed, and his mood improved a lot.

However, his good mood disappeared before it lasted too long. Soon there was a squeaky noise in the boys' bathroom, and a smell began to fill the air.

Flint felt that his whole body was ill, and his face went down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"are you OK!"

Montage's voice came from the next door, and it sounded feeble.

"It's very bad, it's bad to eat." Flint was slightly in a trance, and even forgot how long he had been squatting on the toilet. He just felt weak, and he was about to collapse.

"I feel like I'm going crazy, maybe we should go to Madam Pomfrey and ask her to get us some medicine. If this goes on, I suspect that I will die of diarrhea."

At this moment, the toilet cubicle was full of stench. Flint had forgotten how many times he flushed the water. He almost collapsed and couldn't stand up, but still couldn't eliminate the stench in the cubicle. .

"Flint, is there any toilet paper on your side? My toilet paper seems to have been used up." Monta also became flustered from the diarrhea. He almost instinctively reached out and touched the toilet paper. The place is immediately depressed, how can I be so unlucky?

"Wait a minute!"

Flint also reached out and touched the place where the paper was placed, and found that there was only the last handful of the paper roll and only the last piece of toilet paper.

Flint fell into a long silence looking at the toilet paper. After a long time, he opened his mouth and replied, "I am gone here."

There was a longer silence.

There was the sound of someone standing up next door, but Monta quickly squatted back on the toilet again, followed by another rustling sound.

What is going on!

I just ate dinner, why did I have severe diarrhea? Is there really a problem with the food!

Such thoughts surfaced in both heads at the same time.

"Flint, can you help me get the toilet paper next door." Monta could only ask Flint for help. This guy was given a spoonful of powerful laxatives because he offended George. I've been having diarrhea and I can't wait to connect with the toilet.

Flint was silent for a long time, but finally agreed. After all, he also needs toilet paper.

After making sure that no one came in the boys' bathroom, he stood up cautiously, ready to go next door to get toilet paper.

Flint didn't even mention his pants. He sneaked into the cubicle with a guilty conscience, only to find that there was no paper in the cubicle. If it weren't for him there was a handful, Flint even suspected that the boys' bathroom had no toilet paper. .

"It's all gone." Flint looked aside the other compartments, his voice filled with confusion and despair, and his head was almost blank.

If they don't have toilet paper, how can they get out?... He absolutely cannot accept such a thing, it is simply a disaster.

"Not anymore? Can someone help us pick up a roll." Montage's weak voice came from next door, and his mood at the moment was also desperate. Who would have thought that there would be no paper.

At this moment, when the two people hated themselves for coming, why didn't they bring today's newspaper together?

Wait, wait for someone to come in, then let them help.

But the two of them have forgotten that it is time after dinner. The probability of boys entering the bathroom is not high, not to mention that they are not from Slytherin College. Would students from other colleges be willing to help? It would be good not to laugh at them.

Will there really be Slytherin students in this male bathroom?

I'm afraid only God will know.

They don't know that they are not the only hapless person who has troubles.

Not long ago, in the library, Albert, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were sitting near Boll in Slytherin, pretending to be reading while quietly observing each other's situation.

This guy took a laxative named "Cleansing the Intestine Pill" by Albert. The situation seemed a bit subtle, and the onset of the pill was not as long as expected.

Actually, Boll started to have a stomachache after sitting in the library for a few minutes, and the gurgling of his stomach even caught the attention of the people next to him.

Then ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Boll was in the inexplicable sight of a group of people, clutching their stomachs, rushed out of the library, and rushed to the fifth floor bathroom.

"What's up with him?"

someone asked suspiciously next to him.

"Stomach hurts." Lee Jordan pretended to be.

"Maybe, I have a stomach trouble." Fred said gleefully.

"Would you like to make a bet, go and get some supper before the curfew tonight." George said and stood up, "I dare you to say he ran to the boys' bathroom."

"I hope he will have time." Albert said seriously, and Fred, George and Lee Jordan almost laughed out loud.

In order to avoid laughing, the four of them left the library together.

In other places, similar scenes are also being staged.

In order not to cause a commotion, Albert had separated them a long time ago. To be honest, he wanted to see these people fighting for the toilet.

Reason still overcomes evil taste.

Madam Pomfrey is probably the most inexplicable. In the middle of the night, Flint and Montage were discovered by Filch and his cat. The administrator originally thought that he had spotted the students who sneaked out of the night tour, and planned to catch those nasty little ghosts when they were severely deducted and locked up.

As a result, when he saw the two people with diarrhea and collapse in the bathroom cubicle, the expressions on his faces were particularly wonderful. In the end, he looked disgusted and sent them to the school hospital respectively with collapse and trance.

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