abnormal hogwarts

"Professor Dumbledore, we meet again."

Albert lowered his head guiltily, with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Dumbledore like a primary school student who had been caught doing something bad.

Behind him were the Weasley brothers, whose heads were almost buried in their armpits and whose bodies were shaking at a rate of two hundred times a minute.

This is the second time they have entered the principal's office today.

It's still a familiar place, and it's still the same familiar people.

The slight difference from the last time was that Professor Flitwick and Professor Frey were not there, and the ugly-looking people were replaced by Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape.

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Three 10 minutes ago.

On the first floor of the castle, the Transfiguration Classroom.

"Bang!" A gunshot echoed in the spacious classroom.

Fortunately, the gun that went off didn't hit anyone.

As the gun went off, Professor McGonagall roared angrily: "How dare you!"

Then the three of them were invited to the corridor outside the door to wait for processing. Professor McGonagall, who announced that the young wizards should study by themselves, quickly walked out of the classroom.

Also coming out with her was a little Slytherin snake. Entrusted by Professor McGonagall, he went to the Potions classroom to inform Professor Snape.

But looking at the way he looked at death, people who didn't know thought he was a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

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"Tell me what happened." Professor Snape stared at the three people in front of him with his cold gaze. The Weasley brothers' bodies shook more frequently.

The spare parts that made up the pistol had long since turned back into small pieces of wood due to the dissipation of magic power, leaving only a handful of yellow bullets lying on Dumbledore's desk.

What a great solution for destroying evidence.

With a flattering smile on his face, Albert carefully approached the principal's desk and said, "Professors, please allow me to demonstrate."

After a moment, a crime tool appeared on the principal's desk.

"What a good idea, a brilliant idea from Muggles." The old man's blue eyes behind his half-moon lenses carefully examined the pistol in front of him.

He could tell at first glance that this was a weapon from the Muggle world, and it was a very dangerous weapon for a young wizard of this age.

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall said with a straight face.

"Oh, I know, Minerva." Dumbledore looked at Albert, "These things called firearms are still too dangerous for you, Albert. For this reason, I will confiscate your hands. Get all the ammunition."

"On campus, you are no longer allowed to use transfiguration to make firearms. In addition, you will also receive a three-day confinement penalty, which will be implemented by your respective dean.

In the end, Gryffindor and Slytherin were each deducted thirty points. "

"I have no objection." Snape, the director of the Snake House who always had a gloomy face, said calmly.

Albert began to move crates containing ammunition of various calibers one after another from the bag he carried with him.

Soon a hill made of wooden boxes was piled up in the open space in the middle of the office.

Seeing this scene, Snape's eyes twitched a little, wondering what kind of student his college had recruited.

The kind smile on Dumbledore's face could no longer be maintained.

The cold touch made Albert's hand that reached into the bag suddenly pause - he touched a few round things.

He withdrew his hand from the bag, and he didn't know where the confidence came from to let him open his eyes and lie to the two Legilimency masters in front of him without any guilt: "Professor, everything is here."

-

In the end, Albert failed to keep the grenades and shells in his pocket.

Fortunately, he understands that eggs cannot be put in the same basket. The bulk of the ammunition in the bag is various types of pistol and rifle bullets.

The most important batch of rockets and other powerful gadgets were placed in the suitcase under the bed in his dormitory because they could not be carried with him.

He accompanied the two dejected little lions to the greenhouse where the herbal medicine class was held.

No matter how serious things happen, lessons must continue.

The little lion next to him looked listless because he had been deducted points. As the culprit who caused their points to be deducted, Albert had nothing to say.

The short and chubby Professor Pomona Sprout had already heard about the "famous" reputation of the Snake-Lion Trio. They were strong men who entered the principal's office twice a day!

As the most amiable professor in Hogwarts, she couldn't help but emphasize the importance of classroom discipline before class before opening the door to the greenhouse.

Albert would never admit that it was his fault. In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, it was Professor Frey who said that if he could attack him, he would get extra points, and the accident in the Transfiguration class was caused by the twins' poor hands.

Professor Sprout is the Herbology teacher at Hogwarts and the Head of House Hufflepuff.She is a witch with flowing gray hair.

She usually wears a thick hat full of patches and is covered in mud, because she always stays in the greenhouse playing with flowers and plants. She is an optimistic and compassionate person.

In the greenhouse, Albert looked thoughtfully at the lush magical plants behind Professor Sprout.

Throughout the herbal medicine class, the snake-lion trio behaved very well, which made Professor Sprout, who was always wary of them, secretly relieved.

But what she didn't notice was that out of sight, one magical plant after another kept disappearing into Albert's hands.

The vegetables for the hot pot tonight are available!After gathering enough ingredients, Albert decisively stopped.

This is not because of his conscience, but because he currently does not have the conditions to store the ingredients for a long time. The ingredients he picked now will not taste good when he cooks hot pot next time.

The time of the herbal medicine class passed quickly. When the little wizards left the greenhouse one after another, Professor Sprout's eyes fell on the backs of the three of them.

He's not as naughty as the rumors say, Professor Sprout thought.

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The auditorium became noisy again. At the long Slytherin table, Albert looked helpless as he dealt with the little snakes around him.

They all came to comfort Albert after hearing that he had been deducted thirty points.

In fact, Albert didn't care about the Academy Cup honor at all, but he couldn't show it.

Besides, he had already won a full fifty points for the college in the first few days of school, and the one who contributed the most was poor Professor Emerson.

The penalty Albert received in the afternoon only offset the points earned in the morning, and he was not sad at all.

It's just that several Weasley classmates in Gryffindor opposite didn't think so.Percy stood next to the twins and yelled at his two younger brothers. Albert could vaguely hear Percy saying things like "disgracing the honor of Gryffindor House" and "writing a letter to tell mother". if.

Percy didn't realize that his words seemed to have the opposite effect. George and Fred, who were aroused to have a rebellious psychology, no longer looked downcast, but looked up at Percy's angry look with a smile on their face.

Maybe... this is a way of reverse comfort?

-

At nine o'clock in the evening in the Room of Requirement, the aroma of hot pot fills the air.

Albert, who had been working on potion materials in Snape's office for several hours, looked tired.

Anyone faced with a tank full of slimy slugs is not a good feeling.

In addition, too many things happened during the day. In the morning, a super fluorescent spell with a shocking effect emptied most of the magic power in his body.

He didn't even have time to recover much, so in the afternoon he used unskilled transformation techniques to make pistol parts twice in a row, which almost consumed his remaining magic power.

He needed to treat himself to a good meal.

The fresh leaves of unknown magical plants picked from Professor Sprout's greenhouse turned out to be so delicious when cooked in hot pot.

Although his mind was not on the lecture, he clearly remembered that Professor Sprout said the words "non-toxic" and "edible" when introducing this plant.

"Evo, can you teach me your improved fluorescent spell? I can use the magic of the Reinhardt family in exchange." It was Woz who suggested it.

Cedric seemed a little moved, but he didn't have any family magic that he could use.

Seeing Cedric's hesitation, Albert said to a few people lightly: "I can teach you the Flashing Curse. As for exchanging it with family magic... there is no need for this."

Albert waved his hand to stop Woz who wanted to speak, "What I want is that our small group can share knowledge with each other.

My improved fluorescent spell can be shared with you for free.In contrast, you can also share your improved spells or copy the magic books at home.

Of course, this is voluntary.

Knowledge should not be kept private.Magic can only progress through mutual exchange. "

The Weasley brothers looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

What the two of them thought was that they had seen many alchemical magic books in their father Arthur Weasley's study. During the Christmas vacation, they could go home and copy those books and share them.

I don't feel sorry for him. I wonder if Arthur Weasley will kill them if he knows what they did.

Woz took out a slightly worn black notebook from his pocket and waved it to several people.

"These are my father's notes from when he was at school. He used to be an expert at night wandering in Durmstrang. It records a spell that is very helpful to us - the Disillusionment Curse.

It's just that the difficulty of this spell is a bit high. I've been learning it for a long time, and I've only just begun to get a glimpse of it.

The original notes were written in German, don't worry, I made English notes beside them.

If you don't understand something, you can always ask me. "

Then he put the notebook on the bookshelf next to him.

Originally, Albert was still thinking about where to get the learning method for this magic spell, but he didn't expect Woz to take it out.This is really a sleepy pillow.

The Book of Emperor Weishan in my mind has not yet unlocked the content about the Disguise Curse.Perhaps it felt that Albert was not yet up to the requirements of learning this spell.

In any case, this spell is what the Night Wandering Five desperately need right now.

Albert picked up a piece of mutton and rinsed it in the boiling soup in the pot. He smiled as he watched the people in front of him discussing about sharing knowledge.

This is a good start.

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On New Year's Eve, an additional chapter will be added.

The Postgraduate Entrance Exam Dog has not wanted to study for the past few days and can finally write more braille. (??????)??