Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Cursing secretly, Albert knew that it was Harry and Hermione who saw the three-headed dog.

"Who is it?" Filch's unpleasant voice came. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. There was also a cat at his feet, which was Mrs. Norris.

Seeing Filch coming, Albert knew that his plan to enter the Room of Requirement tonight was ruined.

I had no choice but to turn around and go back to the Gryffindor dormitory. I happened to meet Hermione and her two useless men at the door.

"Albert, why are you outside too? Oh my God, you won't believe what we just saw." Hermione's eyes still showed fear. Just now, their lives were almost lost.

Of course he knew what they met, it was nothing more than Peeves and the three-headed Fluffy.

"I just like to take a walk alone at night. I heard you yelling just now. Aren't you dueling Malfoy? Is he that difficult to deal with?" he asked, pretending to be confused.

Harry and Ron got angry when they heard Malfoy, and it was he who let them off the hook, "Malfoy, that coward ran away from the battle and didn't come to the duel at all!

Then we saw a big dog in the corridor on the fourth floor. He had three heads and was as big as a room! "

As he spoke, Ron spread his hands to show how big the three-headed dog Luwei was.

Hermione said on the side: "Didn't you notice the trap door at the foot of the three-headed dog? He must be guarding something!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They only looked at Lu Wei's head and had no time to look at his feet.

It was Albert who stopped talking. There will be Professor Flitwick's spell class tomorrow morning, and he will teach everyone a brand new spell.

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During breakfast, the Nimbus 2000 given to Harry by Professor McGonagall arrived, attracting a lot of attention.

Albert was not in the mood to pay attention to the gorgeous broomsticks. He was not interested in Quidditch. He really couldn't understand it. There was just a group of people flying around in the sky. What was there to see?

The Golden Snitch has 150 points, and the Seeker almost determines the fate of the team. Such an unfair game can still be popular in the Wizarding World, which shows how lacking in entertainment the Wizarding World is.

But the wizarding holiday is not much different from the Muggle world. Halloween is still Halloween.

The air was filled with the cloying smell of pumpkin. In the past, Albert did not like to eat pumpkin, but in Britain, he felt that it was one of the few things that could be considered delicious.

He hurriedly finished the remaining pumpkin pie, swallowed a big mouthful of pumpkin juice, packed his bag and rushed to the Charms classroom.

Although Albert learned the levitation spell very early, he still listened to the class seriously.

Professor Flitwick's classes were humorous, yet full of content. Sometimes a casual remark could often inspire Albert, allowing him to make rapid progress in the study of magic.

"Okay, never forget that subtle wrist movement we've been working on!"

Professor Flitwick stood on his pile of books as usual and said in a high-pitched voice: "First a wave, then a shake, remember, first a wave, then a shake.

It's also important to recite the spell correctly - don't forget the wizard Barufio, who said the 'f' instead of an 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a buffalo on his chest. "

Professor Flitwick said it very simply, but what the students did was not satisfactory.

Seamus blew up its feathers, and the dust spread far away. Neville used his wand to poke the light bones in the middle of the feathers, and lay them helplessly on the table.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Albert waved his wrist, and the feathers in front of him immediately rose up. Albert directed the feathers to sway playfully in the air.

Professor Flitwick looked very excited and said in a high-pitched voice: "Look, everyone, Mr. Klein succeeded. Ten points for Gryffindor!"

Behind Albert, Ron cast an envious look, clenched the old wand in his hand, and shouted in a big circle with his arm like a windmill, "Wingardim, Leviosa!"

The wand almost blinded Hermione's eyes. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she said: "I think your range of motion should be smaller. Also, it's Wingardium Leviosa, not Wingardium." Viosa.”

The tone was much more tactful than in the original work, but Ron still looked like he had eaten a fly and shouted loudly: "Since you are so smart, come and demonstrate it to me!"

Hermione cast the levitating spell without any ceremony, making her feel as silky as if she had eaten Dove.

Ron's expression froze again. He looked at the worn wand in his hand and did not try the levitation spell again during the entire class.

After class, Albert stayed. He had several questions to ask Professor Flitwick.

"Professor, I think it's a bit too little to only teach one spell in one class. The class capacity is a bit small..." He tried to be as tactful as possible.

Although his tone was gentle, his words were very sharp.

Professor Flitwick was not angry after hearing this, but patiently explained:

"Albert, you have to know that our attention is often captured by some shiny things, but as an educator, we must not ignore those mediocre individuals. Do you understand?"

Professor Flitwick stood on the tall pile of books, reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder, and said seriously:

"I know you are a studious child, so I can give you private tutoring. If you are willing, you can ask me any questions you have."

This is what you've been waiting for!

Albert knew that Professor Flitwick generally liked to compromise. If you directly proposed to open a small stove, he might not agree, but if you asked to speed up the progress of the course, he would agree to open a small stove.

After asking a few more questions about spells, and receiving answers, Albert bid farewell to Professor Flitwick with satisfaction and left the Charms classroom.

On the other side, Ron and Harry walked side by side towards the Great Hall.

"No wonder everyone can't stand her." Ron said happily, "I dare say, she is a nightmare."

"Except for Albert, she doesn't have any friends. When can he learn from Albert and be more modest? What's the point of showing off all day long?"

Harry was hit hard from behind. He was about to ask him (her) what happened when he saw a head of thick brown hair trotting away.

Harry saw the tears glistening in the corners of Hermione's eyes and said, "I think Hermione heard what you said just now. She seemed to be crying."

Ron's eyes flickered a few times, and he said with little confidence: "So what, no one except Albert likes to be friends with her. I think she should know this too."

The next section was History of Magic. Albert never listened to this section because he was sleeping anyway. He simply went to the library to write a paper on the levitating spell, so he didn't know what happened to Hermione.

Until Halloween dinner tonight…