Most of my time before Christmas was spent pranking people with Fred and George and watching Ron and Harry play chess. Once they asked me if I wanted to play, but I turned them down saying I was terrible at chess. Harry didn't seem to believe me and made me play him. My point was proven when he crushed me even though his pieces kept telling him to move them somewhere else. I did try to keep looking for Flamel, but with Fred and George dragging me away every two minutes and not being able to get Harry of Ron to help me, I didn't seem to be getting anywhere.