Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 376 Alone

   "Where did you get the supper?"

  Just after taking a shower, Albert, who was wearing gray pajamas, walked into the dormitory and saw several roommates sitting around the table, playing wizard cards and eating freshly baked pies on the plate.

   "Sent by the house-elf."

  George's mouth was full of food, and his speech was slurred.

  Albert looked into the plate and saw a hand ready to reach out to take the last piece of pie, so he immediately stepped forward and waved his hand to that hand.

  A crisp sound echoed in the room.

   It hurts!

  Lee Jordan raised his head to look at Albert with a resentful expression, and kept rubbing the red and swollen back of his hand with his hands.

   "You didn't even leave me the last piece!" Albert simply picked up the last pie and took a bite. The meat inside was still warm, and it felt pretty good.

   "You don't have to be so ruthless!"! "

"I can't hold back for a while. Besides, if you don't leave me a piece, who will you hit if you don't hit me?" Albert ate the pie, turned his head to look at the Weasley brothers who were snickering next to him, and asked: " How many sets of wizard cards have you got?"

   "At present, we can only come one by one, and the progress is very slow. We spent a lot of time and only got a pair for ourselves." George shrugged helplessly, saying that he had tried his best.

   "How on earth did you get the house-elf to bring you supper?" Fred brought up another subject that interested him even more.

"personal appeal."

   Albert ate the last bite of the pie, and took his own handkerchief from the side to wipe the corner of his mouth.

  The three looked at each other, completely disbelieving Albert's nonsense.

  Albert didn't care if they believed it or not, he looked around but couldn't see his cat, so he asked, "Where's my Tom?"

   "Tom? Oh, you mean the cat!" Fred pointed to the door and said, "It ran out just now, and it should still be running around in the Gryffindor common room."

   "Really, it's so late, and still running around." Albert muttered.

   "Cat, you can't lock it."

   "I didn't say to turn it off either."

   Albert took out the compass from the leather bag, looked at the direction, and went down the stairs to the common room.

  The common room is very dark at the moment, and there are still some embers flickering in the fireplace.

   "Tom."

Albert softly called his cat's name, but there was no response. He looked at the compass in his hand, and then looked in that direction. He was about to take out his wand and use the Flying Charm to call his cat back, when he saw a A fluffy black shadow suddenly rushed towards him.

   "It's time to go back to sleep!" Albert bent down to pick up the fat cat, and when the light from the tip of the wand inadvertently passed through the common room, the corner of Albert's eye was on the chair closest to the entrance of the common room.

  Albert noticed someone sitting there, and walked over with the cat in his arms. It was a little girl in a pink nightgown.

   "Don't sleep here again, be careful of catching a cold, Miss Granger."

  Hearing the noise, Hermione raised her head in confusion, and was a little flustered when she looked at Albert.

  Albert looked at the little girl in front of him. This was the first time he had observed the legendary Hermione Granger carefully. He was very ordinary, no different from the little girl next door.

   "You won't quarrel with your roommate, will you?"

   "No!" Hermione said dryly.

   "Then go back and rest!" Albert glanced at the oil lamp next to him, and said peacefully, "Don't hide here to be scary, or are you planning to go out for a night tour?"

"No."

Hermione was a little embarrassed to smell the faint scent of bath liquid on Albert's body. Fortunately, the surrounding darkness concealed the change on the girl's face. After a moment of hesitation, she eavesdropped on Harry and Ron preparing to go Tell Albert about the duel with Malfoy.

"This fits Gryffindor's character very well." Albert pulled up a chair, sat down beside Hermione, put Tom on his lap, and helped him smooth his hair, "So, you want to stop them .”

"Yes, wandering around the school at night, if they get caught, it will cost Gryffindor a lot of points, and I think they will definitely be caught by Filch, I heard that Mr. Administrator knows All the secret passages in the school."

"I dare say, they will definitely tell you: This matter has nothing to do with you." Albert watched the expression on the girl's face, nodded, and said, "Don't pay too much attention, Gryffindor students Because of this personality, I never took the school rules seriously."

  Hermione opened her mouth, stared blankly at the smiling boy in front of her, and finally asked in puzzlement, "Shouldn't we stop them?"

"Stop? It's hard for you to stop them, unless you're Professor McGonagall, but you're obviously not." Albert shook his head and said, "Don't expect to convince anyone with words, it's really too difficult, especially if they insist on When doing so."

  Hermione was about to say something, but was interrupted by Albert raising his hand.

"I know what you want to say." Albert continued, "This so-called duel should be a trap. According to the style of Slytherin, it is estimated that Filch will be told about it in advance, so that the Mr. Administrator catches them, and Gryffindor points will be deducted, and Harry and Ron will be locked up for this."

"However, it's Gryffindor's style to do things often without thinking. Sometimes, if you don't suffer a bit, they will never remember the lesson." Albert said calmly, "Don't pay too much attention to those rules and regulations. Nobody at Gryffindor House really cares about grades, otherwise they would feel like giving the house points, but most students don't think that way."

   "Is this the style of Gryffindor House?" Hermione looked up at Albert, and asked seriously: "What about you? I heard that you have been giving points to Gryffindor!"

   "That's just incidental. It's best if you can get extra points. If you can't, forget it."

   "I don't think you look like Gryffindor at all." Hermione whispered, "The Sorting Hat must have asked you if you want to go to Ravenclaw!"

"Everyone says that, and many people think that I should go to Ravenclaw College." Albert didn't care about it, "However, for me, Gryffindor is better, here are the ones I'm familiar with. friend."

   "Then what do you think I should do?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Go back to sleep, or keep trying here to stop Harry and Ron." Albert stood up and said to Hermione: "To be honest, you may not be suitable to stay in Gryffindor College, if you have time , you can try to join the wizard card club, maybe you can make some friends, the more meaning of the game is to create a happy time.”

  Hermione opened her mouth, watching Albert's leaving back, but finally said nothing.

   Friends?

  She doesn't have any of her own!

  Albert obviously saw it too, so he said that.

   Just finished the festival. I will update as much as possible today, as much as I can, I have been busy eating melons for the past two days besides sorting out the plot.

   I support rights protection and do what I can, but I still hope that everyone can deal with it calmly and don't be misled by the so-called trolls. No matter what the future will look like, at least I have worked hard to fight for myself.

  (end of this chapter)