Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 177 A bunch of things

  By the time the class was over, everyone was covered in dirt, their faces were tired, and they looked like they had just done hard work. When they returned to the castle to take a shower, change into their robes again, and then hurried to the Transfiguration class, the Gryffindor students were collectively late due to the rush of time.

  Professor McGonagall's complexion was not good. After listening to the explanation, his complexion became better, but he still deducted five points from the Gryffindor students.

  In the transformation class, Professor McGonagall asked everyone to review the important knowledge points of last semester. They needed to turn a beetle into a button.

  Compared to the exam at the end of last semester that turned rats into ashtrays, this is actually not too difficult. However, most of the students couldn't do it. Perhaps, after a summer vacation, this part of knowledge went out with them for the summer vacation, and it hasn't returned to their heads yet.

  Lee Jordan's beetle ran all over the table, but accidentally fell to the ground and was crushed by Albert, so he had to ask for another one. Professor McGonagall was not very happy.

  Albert became the most leisurely student of the Transformation Curse again. He easily turned the beetle into a delicate silver button, and Professor McGonagall gave him five points for this.

"I don't want you to give me back the knowledge you learned last semester just after the summer vacation." Professor McGonagall stared at Fred sternly, and warned: "Mr. Weasley, if you continue to torture me That poor beetle, I will put you in confinement."

   "Professor, during the summer vacation, we cannot use magic."

"I didn't expect you to come up with a better opinion, Miss Ford." Before Professor McGonagall's stern gaze swept over, the poor Gryffindor girl had already retracted her neck, "I hope you take the time to review it carefully, So as not to keep up with the progress of the next course."

   "You should know that metamorphosis is difficult. If you want to achieve good results in this area, you'd better work harder."

   "Understood." Everyone said in unison.

   As for how much they know, it is unknown.

  Before get out of class was over, Professor McGonagall stopped Albert and told him that there was a party at the Transfiguration Club tonight.

  Of course, as Albert expected, Katrina McDougal was also invited to the Transfiguration Club. This is one of the few talented students in Transfiguration in the same class.

   "If you don't know the exact location of classroom 21, you can ask Mr. Anderson." Professor McGonagall said to Katrina.

   "Congratulations." Albert said to Katrina after Professor McGonagall left.

   "It's expected, isn't it?" Katrina raised her chin and asked, "I'm ready. When are you free? Continue our bet from last semester."

   "Don't you need to prepare again?"

   "Aren't you forgetting, or are you trying to...play tricks?" Katrina looked at Albert with scrutiny, trying to make sure whether Albert was playing herself.

   "Oh, of course not. It's just that I've been a little busy recently, how about finding a weekend?" Albert said after a brief consideration, "I need to prepare. The ten questions are a bit difficult for me."

"You think I'll believe it?" Katrina said in a strange tone, "Albert Anderson is rumored to be a liar, five out of ten statements are false, three are nonsense, two it is true."

   "Who said that?" Albert said dissatisfied, "I'm obviously an honest person, yet someone would call me a liar."

   "Who knows." Katrina brought the topic back and said to Albert, "Remember to prepare ten Galleons, so don't you say you don't have Galleons then?"

   "Don't worry, I'm definitely richer than you." Albert said with a smile, "By the way, do you know where the Transfiguration Club meets?"

"Know."

   "Do you know the practice of the Transfiguration Club?" Albert said again.

   "What convention?"

   "Use the Transfiguration Charm to change yourself into a chair." Albert reminded kindly, "If you have time, remember to take the time to practice. Don't fail to change the chair by then, but it will become a joke."

   "It's very simple." Katrina couldn't help raising her eyebrows, obviously not very clear about this matter.

   "That's it. If you don't understand, you can ask Isobel. She is also a member of the Transfiguration Club." Albert was ready to leave after finishing speaking.

   "Of course I know, Isobel is still a member of the Spell Club." Katrina asked puzzled, "Speaking of which, Professor Flitwick didn't invite you to join his Spell Club?"

   "Not yet."

   "This is weird." Katrina muttered. In fact, Katrina has already received an invitation from Professor Flitwick.

   To a certain extent, Katrina is also considered a genius, but she is only a weakened version of Isobel. This unlucky sister still cannot escape the brilliance of the genius sister.

   "Maybe..." Albert suddenly said, "...It's because we haven't taken the Charms class yet."

   "You...huh, of course I know." Katrina snorted dissatisfiedly, turned and left.

  Looking at the back of Katrina leaving, Albert couldn't help shaking his head, and immediately quickened his pace, went to the auditorium to meet his roommates, and had lunch together by the way.

   When Albert entered the auditorium, Fred and George didn't know what they were discussing, and Lee Jordan handed over a piece of parchment.

   "Give it to me?" Albert reached out to take the note that Lee Jordan handed him, and asked suspiciously, "Who gave it to me?"

   "The other party said it was Principal Dumbledore." Lee Jordan was also curious about what the principal gave Albert a note.

   "Principal?" Albert opened the note directly and glanced at the content on it.

   Dear Albert:

  I hope to invite you to have a cup of tea in the principal's office at seven o'clock tonight.

   your faithful

   Albus Dumbledore

  Again: I like mead.

   "What did Dumbledore ask you for?" Fred asked suspiciously.

   "Drink tea." Albert handed the note to Fred.

   "Drink tea?" After the three of them leaned over to read it, they all looked confused. They didn't understand why the principal asked Albert to drink tea.

   "Strange?" Albert asked back.

   "It doesn't seem strange to you," George said.

  Last semester, Professor Broad often invited Albert to the office to drink tea, play chess and chat.

   "However, what happened today, how everything came together." Albert could naturally guess what Dumbledore wanted from him.

   By the way, is Hutok Dagworth planning to get the Gold Card back from him through Dumbledore?

   Albert felt that this was very interesting. He didn't think Principal Dumbledore would let him hand over the gold card.

   At least, Albert's first impression of Dumbledore was not bad.

   "What about the selection of Quidditch players?" Fred asked suddenly.

   "I can only say sorry to Charlie." Albert looked helpless and depressed, "The Transfiguration Club is also gathering at this time, why everything is crowded together."

   "You have worked hard enough!" Lee Jordan looked at Albert sympathetically, and when he saw Albert get up, he asked in puzzlement, "What are you going to do?"

   "Find someone to bring a message to Professor McGonagall." Albert said and walked to Ravenclaw's dining table, came to Katrina's side, and told her about it.

  Katrina looked at Albert with weird eyes, and muttered: "Are you really unreliable?"

   "You're the first to say that I'm unreliable." Albert spread his hands and said, "If you don't know where classroom No. 21 is, I'll take you there after lunch."

   "Okay!" Katrina really didn't know. When she said she knew, she actually meant that Isobel knew. However, she did not refuse Albert to lead her.

   When Albert returned to the Gryffindor table, he saw Fred talking to Charlie about himself.

   "Principal Dumbledore asked you for tea?" Charlie asked about it with a messy expression.

"Sorry Charlie, I have too many things to do." Albert looked apologetic, "I might also join Professor Flitwick's spell club, so I'm sorry about the Quidditch thing, and, I Think you're Gryffindor's Seeker."

  Charlie was stunned for a moment, and forced a smile. He understood Albert's implication, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, I see. I will reserve the position of alternate Seeker for you."

   After speaking, Charlie patted Albert on the shoulder, turned and walked away.

   "I didn't expect you to refuse." Lee Jordan looked at Albert in surprise, "I think you are very suitable for the position of the Seeker, and your flight is so good."

   "It can only be said that there is no way to do it." Albert spread his hands helplessly and said, "Engaging in privileges will destroy the unity of the team."

   "What if the meetings of the Charms Club and the Transfiguration Club overlap?" Fred asked curiously.

   "We'll talk about it when the time comes." Albert was very interested in the Charms Club because he also liked magic that "saves trouble".

   "That's right, you haven't joined the Charms Club anyway." George muttered, "By the way, there is such a club in Hogwarts?"

   "Yes." Albert nodded, "Actually, Hogwarts also has a wizarding card club."

   "Why don't I know." Lee Jordan froze for a moment, unable to react for a while.

   "Stupid, it's just the four of us." Fred couldn't help covering his face.

   "I don't remember when I joined." Lee Jordan said.

   "Don't you want to? Forget it." Albert asked in pretended astonishment.

   "Who said I don't want to, when did we set up this club?" Lee Jordan muttered.

   "Just now."

"just?"

   "That's right, just now." Fred had an expression on his face that you didn't know.

   "Just now." George nodded in agreement

   "What class do you have in the afternoon?" Lee Jordan quickly changed the topic.

   "Defense Against the Dark Arts," said George quickly, "don't change the subject."

   "There's a History of Magic section," added Fred, "and hopefully the new professor is as interesting as Professor Brod was last term.

   "I remember fighting a Boggart?" Lee Jordan continued.

   "Fight, don't you think this word is inappropriate?" Albert shook his head and said, "At most, it is to let us know how to drive the Boggart away, instead of being scared away or fainted by it."

   "You must know how to deal with Boggarts, right?" George said suddenly.

   "I know, it's written in the book." Albert said honestly, "The spell is funny and funny."

   "Say, did you eat the entire Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense?"

   "You actually found out." Albert looked at George in feigned surprise.

   "Drink more sauce, right?" Lee Jordan had an expression that I knew a long time ago.

   "Don't steal my lines." Albert complained dissatisfied.

   Several people couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

  (end of this chapter)