Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 383 Toxic

  After October, when the weather cleared up, Albert left Fred, George and Lee Jordan, who were busy doing their homework, and took his family Tom out for a walk alone.

Some people say that walking the cat is not a good choice, but Albert has slipped by the cat several times. When Tom goes out with him, he will follow him closely. If he runs around, he will be cursed by the flying cat recalled.

  After being recalled by the Flying Curse a few times, Tom knew that he couldn't run around when he came out.

   When one person and one cat passed by the fourth floor, they met Professor Quirrell.

  The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's complexion is far less beautiful than when he first came to Hogwarts. Maybe it's because of being possessed by Voldemort, or maybe he was tortured by Voldemort because he couldn't steal the Sorcerer's Stone for a long time.

"Good morning, Sir."

"Good morning."

  The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor dryly responded.

   "This is the professor, I have a question about female ghosts." Albert didn't wait for Professor Quirrell to refuse, and quickly talked about the female ghost choir at the Halloween banquet in the first grade.

Professor Quirrell opened his mouth. He really doesn't want to meet Albert now. Every time he meets him halfway, as long as he is not in a hurry, the other party will ask the question that seems strange, but it makes you feel uncomfortable. Do not admit, this is a question of a very high level.

"The voices of female ghosts are fatal because their screams carry curses. I think the choir should start from this aspect. As for the other reasons, I have no idea for the time being." Quirrell said slowly, Hesitating, "I'll tell you when I find out the reason!"

   After finishing speaking, Professor Quirrell slipped away, for fear that Albert would ask some weird questions again.

  Looking at the back of Professor Quirrell going away, Albert picked up Tom and scratched its chin, and muttered softly, "Tom, you are really weak!"

  Maybe, Principal Dumbledore let the professors set up a mechanism to protect the Philosopher's Stone, and maybe, Quirrell himself is still waiting for the best time to avoid being discovered by the professors in the school when he took the Philosopher's Stone.

  In short, Quirrell is still lurking, and the efficiency is really low.

  Of course, it can also be thought that students from Ravenclaw College are more cautious!

  If Quirrell was a student of Gryffindor College, he probably would have made a fuss before something happened. How could he have so much free time to slowly inquire about information and figure out what the professors arranged for him one by one.

  Although the efficiency is very low, it is undeniable that Quirrell did a good job. In the end, he passed the mechanism arranged by the professors smoothly, but he did not find out how to crack the mechanism arranged by Dumbledore.

  If Harry hadn't happened to appear, Albert even suspected that Quirrell would never be able to remove the Philosopher's Stone from the magic mirror.

   Well, that's right, Albert felt that there was a possibility that it was very likely that Headmaster Dumbledore set up Harry Potter to face Voldemort.

   On the way, Albert encountered another small twist.

  Tom and Mrs. Norris met each other, one was very fat and the other was very thin, forming a stark contrast.

The two cats looked at each other as soon as they met, and showed their teeth in protest. Albert thought there would be a fight, and when he was about to take his cat away, he saw his Tom raised his paw and waved at Mrs. Norris, who was caught by Lori. After Mrs. Si dodged, Tom quickly ran to Albert's feet, as if I had a backer.

   "Okay, stop making trouble."

  This scene made Albert want to laugh. He took out a small dried fish from his pocket, put it in front of Mrs. Norris, and left with his own Tom.

   I don’t know if he has been exercising recently. Tom’s physical fitness has become much better than before. At least when he went downstairs, he lay on the ground without being tired.

  On the way, there were still many girls who wanted to pet Tom, but they were all rejected by him. This guy was still complaining about Albert giving his little fish to other cats.

   Albert took Tom out of the castle and walked towards Hagrid's hut.

He didn't let Tom mess around in the surrounding grass. It rained yesterday and the dirt on the ground is dirty. If Tom gets himself dirty, Albert needs to spend time bathing him, bathing a cat. But it's a physical job, even if the object is a cat that often bathes.

  Tom was floated in mid-air by Albert's levitation spell, and he was used to the feeling of floating in mid-air. He wasn't as flustered as he was the first time. He kept paddling his feet off the ground, as if he was walking in space.

   Albert raised his hand and knocked on Hagrid's wooden door. After a while, there was a scratching sound from inside the door, and Fang was scratching the door inside.

   Moments later, the door opened, and Hagrid was wearing an apron, humming a little tune, and seemed to be preparing lunch.

  Tom was startled by Hagrid, and meowed.

   "Your cat?" Hagrid glanced at Tom, and made way for the door to let Albert in.

   "It's really fat."

"Yeah, Tom is indeed a bit fat. I'm trying to find a way to lose weight for him recently." Albert put Tom on the table, Fang Ya came over curiously, put his paws on the table, and stretched out his head to sniff at Tom. , but Tom was startled, and ran to Albert's side and squatted.

   "Hagrid, what are you doing?" Albert asked, looking at Hagrid who was stirring the spoon.

   "Mushroom soup, would you like some, the fresh mushrooms are delicious." Hagrid said excitedly.

"Fresh mushrooms?" After feeding Fang some dog food, Albert came to Hagrid's side, looked at the mushroom soup in the pot, and looked around, his eyes fell on a certain basket in the corner .

   "Where did you get the mushrooms, did you buy them?" Albert walked towards the basket and asked casually.

   "Bought it? No, no, on rainy days, there are always a lot of delicious mushrooms in the Forbidden Forest. I went into the forest in the morning and brought some back."

   "Can you eat it?"

   "Of course it can be eaten." Hagrid pointed to the strange-looking mushroom that looked a bit like an animal's brain and said, "It grows when it rains. Do you want to stay and **** handicraft later?"

   Albert raised his eyebrows. It looks a bit like a deer flower fungus?

  If it is deer flower fungus, it must be cooked and eaten. Raw food will cause poisoning.

  However, Albert quickly expressed doubts about what Hagrid said could be eaten.

"Hagrid, I have to remind you that according to common sense, most brightly colored mushrooms are highly poisonous." Albert saw a bright red mushroom with unique white spots on it, which looked like Red cute mushroom for fairy tales or cartoons.

   Well, poisonous...mushrooms.

   "You said this, I call it a drunken mushroom, it's a good thing, a small amount will make you feel a little drunk, like drinking too much wine." Hagrid said casually, apparently already eating it.

   Albert recalled it carefully, as if he had seen similar records.

   Well, a poisonous mushroom, a small amount can be used to make potions, if used directly, it is very likely to cause hallucinations and make you insane.

Albert looked into the basket again, and felt that most of the mushrooms that Hagrid brought back from the Forbidden Forest were poisonous. Perhaps Hagrid himself was relatively resistant to poison, but if Albert ate some poisonous mushrooms, he would be poisonous. Tang, he may need to be carried sideways into the school hospital later.

   "Hagrid, I have to remind you..." Albert was about to speak when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

  He walked over to the door and it was Harry and Ron.

  The two looked at Albert who opened the door in surprise.

   "Harry, Ron, would you like to eat at my place for lunch, and try the mushroom soup I just made." Hagrid turned his head to look at the person coming, and greeted with a smile.

   "Mushroom Bisque?"

  The eyes of the two were attracted by the cat on the table and the dog lying beside the table. After hearing Hagrid's words, they froze for a moment.

   "Albert, you really have to order some, these mushrooms are really delicious." Hagrid scooped a large spoonful for himself and put it in a bowl, the strong smell of mushrooms filled the room.

   "It smells really good," said Ron.

   "Give me some."

  Harry walked over, looked at the mushroom soup that looked good and said.

   Albert's mouth twitched. If the famous Harry Potter died after eating poisonous mushrooms, it would really become a joke.

"what about you?"

   Hagrid served Harry another bowl.

  Before Harry started to eat, a hand was placed on his shoulder, stopping his movement.

   "Weasley, if you don't want to be poisoned, you'd better not touch that thing." Albert reminded.

  Ron was so startled that he almost dropped the wooden spoon on the ground.

   "Don't talk nonsense, why is it okay after I ate it?" Hagrid was stunned, took a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, smashed it twice, and looked at Albert in confusion.

   "Just because you're fine doesn't mean others are fine." Albert shook his head and said, "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go and see the mushrooms that Hagrid picked up from the Forbidden Forest. Eighty percent of them are poisonous mushrooms."

  Harry looked at Albert suspiciously, he felt that the other party should not be talking nonsense, and there was no need for that.

"real?"

  Ron looked at Harry in bewilderment, then at Albert, and walked towards the basket. Of course, he couldn't actually tell which mushrooms were poisonous.

   "As long as it is a brightly colored mushroom, it is usually poisonous." Albert reminded.

   "Ron's expression is really not pretty."

   "Really?" Hagrid asked suspiciously, "Those mushrooms are quite delicious. He's already eaten half a bowl, and nothing happened."

   "If you don't believe it, eat it." Albert shrugged, saying that he had said everything he had to say, and if he didn't believe it, there was nothing he could do.

  PS: Let me make a complaint, except for the starting point, if you spend money to subscribe to support this book in other places, the author will not get the money.

  (end of this chapter)