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Late at night, while the castle was silent, a secret club meeting was bustling with activity.
Gathered here were Hogwarts' most daring students—true warriors who dared to face dismal grades and the wrath of their professors.
Tonight, they had come together to discuss strategies for evading the professors' scrutiny and keeping their gaming consoles hidden.
"I can't believe it! Potter, Weasley, are you trying to destroy our noble cause?" Draco Malfoy demanded furiously. He couldn't fathom how these two idiots had dared to submit nonsense essays to Snape.
If Snape ever found out that the real reason behind their shoddy work was gaming, their entire operation would be exposed!
"If you can't learn to keep secrets, hand over the consoles! If you can't handle it, don't play!" he snapped.
Behind him, Blaise Zabini let out a snort of derision. "Draco, don't you get it? We need to be more forgiving of these amateurs."
"I mean, they probably spent so much time stuck on Wizard Duel that they didn't have time to write their essays," Blaise added with a smirk.
The two of them, working in perfect harmony, managed to ignite the fury of the Gryffindors in attendance.
Harry wanted to retort, but he couldn't deny that Draco had a point. If Snape dug deeper, the consequences would be disastrous.
Ron, however, wasn't one to hold back. Even if they shared a common goal, it didn't stop him from firing back.
"And you're any better?" he shot back sharply. "Don't think I don't know about you, Malfoy. Faking an arm injury to skip Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology so you can game in your dormitory? If you get caught, you'll be just as guilty as the rest of us!"
This was rich, coming from someone who had pretended to have the flu to skip Transfiguration.
Harry, hearing this, felt Ron had a point and joined in. "Madam Pomfrey could've healed that arm in a second—your professors aren't idiots!"
The room erupted in laughter. Everyone was well aware of Draco's miraculous medical condition: bedridden during Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology, but perfectly fine during Potions.
The air was filled with a sense of camaraderie and amusement.
Draco's face turned bright red as he shouted, "Are you trolls? Don't you understand the concept of resource allocation?"
"With limited time, you have to make the most of it. If there's no time to play, you create time! Don't you get it?"
"There are only so many hours in a day to play. Of course, you prioritize the least valuable classes!"
But no one was listening. The laughter continued, drowning out his feeble defense.
Draco turned his gaze to Jane Yu, who was yawning in the corner, looking entirely uninterested. Seeing her nonchalant expression nearly gave him a heart attack. He grabbed her and pulled her up.
"Yu! You tell them—am I not making more sense than these idiots?"
Dragged out of her half-asleep state, Jane looked utterly bewildered.
What sense? What argument? What was there to debate?
She had only come here to check the bulletin board for gaming tips and reviews—
And somehow, she'd been roped into witnessing this so-called noble cause.
"I think we should just get started on... uh... the great cause. Don't you agree?" she said diplomatically, sidestepping Draco's question.
Draco found this quite reasonable.
It was all Potter and Weasley's fault for wasting time and delaying their plans!
The first "Anti-Confiscation Gaming Console Summit" officially began, with everyone brainstorming and sharing ideas.
"I hid mine in a water bottle. Too bad I can't drink from it anymore."
"I keep mine in my robe and play under the desk during class. But some classrooms don't have desks with compartments."
A clever Ravenclaw scoffed at these methods. "After days of testing and refining, I've found the optimal solution."
She held up a book with an intact cover but a hollowed-out center and explained, "All you need to do is hollow out a book and mute the console. Hide it inside."
Her ingenious solution earned admiration from the others, who marveled at Ravenclaw's knack for making the most of textbooks.
A younger Hufflepuff shared his own experience, admitting that his poor memory had nearly caused him to forget to mute his console.
"I spent three or four days combing through library books!" he said excitedly. "I learned several different Silencing Charms and applied them to my console. Now I never have to worry about being caught in class!"
His method was met with applause, and students eagerly pulled out their consoles to try the charms for themselves.
They also exchanged excuses for night-time wanderings:
"If we get caught sneaking here, we'll say we were curious about the Dementors!"
"Or we'll claim we were exploring Hogwarts' secrets!"
"Or that we had a stomachache and were heading to the hospital wing!"
Afterward, they began drafting rules, such as prohibiting students from sitting in the front rows of classrooms with consoles, forbidding excessive nonsense in essays for strict professors like Snape, and rotating class absences to avoid suspicion.
Jane couldn't help but marvel at their ingenuity.
The professors hadn't even begun confiscating consoles, yet the students were already so cautious—
It was truly a case of preparing for the worst.
They even created a schedule for class absences, ensuring no one skipped the same class two weeks in a row to avoid drawing attention.
Excuses were meticulously planned, ranging from headaches and stomachaches to taking care of sick roommates. Some even considered using Flobberworm mucus to feign illness for an extended break.
Draco took it upon himself to teach the art of convincing acting, demonstrating how to feign symptoms like colds, diarrhea, headaches, and sprained ankles. It was clear he had plenty of practice at home.
Harry and Ron, his arch-nemeses, were reluctantly impressed.
They admitted they couldn't match Draco's skill in the performing arts, acknowledging they had much to learn.
"I can't expect you to be flawless," Draco said, basking in the spotlight. Any opportunity to outshine Potter filled him with pride. "This takes daily practice. With your brains, well..."
Harry and Ron, for once, didn't argue. They nodded in agreement but couldn't resist a jab.
"It's not that hard. With enough practice, anyone can do it!"
"Tomorrow, we'll say we've got diarrhea and ask Professor Sprout for a pass!"
Draco nearly exploded with rage, slamming the table as he stood up.
"Tomorrow's absence schedule doesn't include you! It's my turn to skip Transfiguration!"
Just as another argument was about to erupt, the Weasley twins, who had been standing guard at the door, burst in.
They whistled loudly—a signal that someone was approaching.
"Filch's cat is here!"
In an instant, the room fell silent, as if everyone had been struck dumb. The lively chatter vanished, replaced by an eerie stillness.
The students sprang into action as if rehearsed. They dove under tables, while posters on the walls vanished, leaving behind only the original, peeling paint. The bulletin board flipped around, hiding its contents against the wall.
Within moments, the room looked untouched, as if no one had ever been there.
The candles on the candelabra extinguished one by one, plunging the room into darkness. But it wasn't complete darkness—faint glows emanated from wands as students whispered Silencing Charms and Odor-Removing Spells.
At the door, the Weasley twins were ready with dungbombs, prepared to launch them at the first sign of trouble.
Jane, dragged under the podium by Draco and Blaise, found herself in a surprisingly spacious hiding spot, much more comfortable than under a desk.
Suppressing her laughter, she hummed a little tune in her head, thinking—
This "illegal internet café," when it's eventually busted by the professors...
Will surely send me, the mastermind, straight home!
Organizing a group to game, skipping classes, and sneaking out at night—
If I don't get expelled, who will?
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