Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 123 Tossing around

  Although Albert told the three people about the cruelty of the truth, it still failed to dispel the idea of ​​Fred and the others wanting to make a fortune.

  In the next few days, the three of them began to frequent the Forbidden Forest, trying to dig snow mushrooms, hoping to make a fortune.

  However, the reality is undoubtedly cruel.

  The three of them worked hard for several days, but got nothing, and they also annoyed Hagrid because they frequently entered the woods.

  The hunting ground administrator often complained to Albert about this matter, and began to act, preparing to drive the twin brothers out of the woods.

   Entering March, the weather quickly warms up. The snow in the forest began to melt, and only in the snow field did the snow mushrooms disappear along with the snow. After a busy few days, the Weasley brothers sat listlessly in the library with nothing.

  They had a hard time recently, they were caught by Hagrid because they went into the woods, and they were taken to Professor McGonagall.

  The result can be imagined—off confinement.

   Filch was overjoyed by this, and the old face seldom showed a terrible smile, but it frightened the three of them.

   In recent days, Filch has been tossing them a lot.

   "Don't be depressed, life is still beautiful." Albert patted Fred on the shoulder comfortingly, and suggested, "Let's go fishing by the lake on Saturday."

   "Forget it, let's not go, we don't want to be taught by Hagrid again." Fred was still complaining that Hagrid handed them over to Professor McGonagall.

   "Okay!" Albert didn't say any more.

   "What are you doing?" Angelina put down the quill, looked up and asked curiously: "I remember that your metamorphosis homework has been completed a long time ago."

   "Write a paper for "Transfiguration Today". Professor McGonagall asked me to write it when I was in the Transfiguration Club last time." Albert explained casually, but he didn't realize how amazing these words were.

   "You said you wrote it for a magazine?"

   "Planning to publish a paper on "Transfiguration Today?" Not only Angelina, but everyone else was taken aback.

"Not yet? The manuscript will be handed over to Professor McGonagall first, and she will select the suitable one and help to revise it before sending it to Transfiguration Today." Albert's thesis is: How to Apply Transfiguration to Combat field.

   This is the field that Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are good at, and he just combined what he had seen before with the theory of deformation.

In fact, Albert didn't think his paper could be published on Transfiguration Today, but writing this paper is not without benefits. After Professor McGonagall reads it, she will revise it very carefully and write her paper at the end. Opinions and evaluations to help Transfiguration Club students go further.

  Every time I write this thing, modify it, and read it, Albert's deformation theory will be greatly improved, which is one of the reasons why Albert will pay attention to this matter.

   "I suddenly felt that Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club is very high." Shanna admired Albert for being invited into the Transfiguration Club, "I don't know if Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club still accepts people."

   "Forget it." Aliya poured cold water on Shanna, "Impossible, unless you are particularly outstanding in this area, it is impossible to be invited in."

   "I just thought about it. The Transfiguration that Professor McGonagall is teaching is very difficult. How can I have time to learn more difficult Transfiguration, and I don't want to write papers that don't know how many brain cells will die." Shanna murmured softly.

   Indeed, if a lot of brain cells die.

  Albert always felt that his knowledge was not enough. What he wrote after a few days still couldn't satisfy him. Albert still decided to hand over the paper to Professor McGonagall, and he really didn't care much about whether it could be published in a magazine.

  Albert himself is very clear that his current knowledge of metamorphosis is enough to cope with the metamorphosis classes in the past few years.

   Unless there are related tasks, he has no plans to invest more experience in it for the time being.

   In a way, living beyond your means is not a good idea.

  Actually, Albert also tried to stimulate tasks in this area, but he never succeeded.

   "Finish?" Aliya sighed, "Your speed is still as amazing as ever."

   “It took me days to write it.”

   "Would you mind lending me a look?" Aliya changed the subject.

  Albert didn't refuse, and passed the parchment across the table, just as he thought, Alia returned the parchment after not long after looking at it.

   There is no doubt that she can't read it.

   It is too difficult for students to explore and study magic in depth. What they mainly learn and master is the most basic things.

   Whether to dig deeper is a personal behavior.

  After Hogwarts students graduate, how many students can practice spells to level 2 of the skill panel?

   "You look tired," Shanna whispered.

   "That's it for this thesis, and it took a lot of effort. I can only say that I haven't reached that level yet." Albert began to pack his books and was going to the kitchen to have a cup of afternoon tea to relax.

   It would be even better if we could have some cake.

   "If it's not that level, then we're at that level?" Lee Jordan muttered.

  Albert ignored him, and asked himself: "Is anyone going to the kitchen?"

   "Me!" Fred also stood up, ready to go with Albert.

"Come on, you haven't finished your homework yet." George cruelly interrupted Fred's good wishes, "Let's go now, I don't know how long it will take to write later, so hurry up and finish your homework while everyone is here." over."

  Fred sat down dejectedly and continued with his homework.

"see you later."

  Leaving the library, walking through the corridor, reaching the first floor from the moving stairs, and passing by the foyer, Filch, who was mopped, stared at him for a long time.

  Albert didn't care at all, and went directly to the kitchen located under the auditorium.

  Albert was a frequent visitor to the kitchen, and the house elves warmly welcomed him and served him milk tea and pies.

   "Thank you." Albert said with a smile. His thanks would always scare the house-elves, but he knew the little ones loved hearing that.

   "Are you preparing dinner?" Albert asked curiously.

   "Yes sir." The house-elf nodded.

"You don't mind chatting with me?" Albert took a bite of the pie, took another sip of milk tea, heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and asked, "I'm very interested in everything here? little guy."

"It's my pleasure."

   "Sit down." Albert asked, "What's your name?"

   "Kara," said the house-elf.

   "It's okay, I don't mind." Albert pointed to the chair and said gently.

  The house-elf would not sit down no matter what. Albert didn't intend to force the other party when he saw this, but asked curiously: "Your magic is very special, I can tell that it is different from the magic we use."

   "Yes, sir, we use different magic." The house-elf hesitated, as if he was reluctant to talk about this topic.

"Can you use our magic?" Albert saw the house elf shaking his head again and again, but refused to speak, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's change the subject, can you make garlic scrambled eggs?" ?”

   "Scrambled eggs with garlic?" Carla repeated, a little confused.

   "Garlic scrambled eggs are..." Albert began to tell the house elves how to make garlic scrambled eggs, trying to mislead the house elves' cooking skills.

  (end of this chapter)