Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 456 Omen

  On the weekend, Albert woke up early in the morning.

no way.

  At six o'clock in the morning, just as the sky was getting brighter, Wood knocked on the door of the dormitory, woke up Fred and George who were still asleep, and took them to the Quidditch pitch for early practice.

  Other unlucky people in the dormitory were also woken up together. Amid Lee Jordan's complaints, Albert was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep, but found that he could no longer fall asleep.

   While eating breakfast, Albert suppressed his yawn and casually flipped through the new issue of the Daily Prophet.

He read a report by Rita Skeeter, and his original drowsiness suddenly disappeared. Although the content of the entire article was ridiculing the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic, Albert was able to draw general conclusions from the article. Content: The Ministry of Magic is looking for a wizard named Jack, because the guy smuggled dragon eggs to England without authorization, and Wizard Jack has disappeared.

  Dragon eggs mentioned in newspapers?

   This should be a precursor, many things did not happen for no reason.

  It seems that it is very likely that Quirrell has already obtained the dragon egg.

  In order to avoid being suspected by Hagrid, Quirrell couldn't give Hagrid the dragon egg directly. He had to wait for Hagrid to go to the Pig's Head Bar to drink before he had the opportunity to pretend to be a peddler and buy Hagrid a drink and get him drunk.

   "Is there any interesting news in the newspaper?" Lee Jordan also asked while covering his yawn.

   "That reporter named Rita Skeeter is very good at catching everyone's attention." Albert smiled and closed the Daily Prophet.

   "Rita Skeeter's favorite nonsense." Fred shuffled into the hall wearily, exhausted and hungry now, able to swallow almost anything.

   "But you can't deny that everyone likes to hear her talk nonsense." George sat down beside Albert and began to complain loudly to them that Wood was a training freak.

   "By the way, we will do homework later, do you want to join us?" Albert looked at Fred and George, and suddenly asked, "I remember you haven't finished your homework this week, right?"

   "We're going to go to the library to find some materials later." Fred couldn't help but move his head to the side, he was more inclined to find someone to learn from later.

  Albert gathered all the Gryffindor students of his class together, and made up unfinished homework together on weekends, and everyone could communicate with each other if they didn't understand.

   Generally speaking, it is a study group.

  Fred and George hastily stuffed a large amount of food into their mouths, and then slipped away when no one was looking.

Lee Jordan shouted the slogan of never borrowing Fred and George for his homework, and began to bury his head in doing his own homework. He has not finished the group of people here. Originally, Fred and George should also do it with him. It's a pity that those two **** ran away by themselves.

  Sanna is practicing the happy spell with Angelina. Professor Flitwick has hinted more than once that the final exam will test the happy spell, so the happy spell is the most important spell for everyone to review.

"I think Shanna is very likely to win the championship again this time." Lee Jordan looked up. Of the eight finalists selected, there are really not many... well, well, I get it, can I just shut up?"

  Lee Jordan shut up obediently under the gaze of a group of people.

   "That Miss Isobel is very unusual." Shanna glanced up at Albert, who was buried in writing a thesis, and muttered softly. She was not complacent. Isobel put a lot of pressure on Shanna. He was obviously a person who didn't play the wizard card very much, but he easily entered the quarterfinals.

   Is this the real genius?

   "Is the championship reward still 10 Galleons this time?" Angelina was a little depressed. She was eliminated in yesterday's 16-to-8 round.

   "Well, it's still ten Galleons."

  The original discussion sound disappeared again.

   "I remember you seem to be in the quarterfinals, right?" A few tables away from them, Ron who was rushing to do his homework suddenly raised his head and said

  For some reason, Harry always felt that Ron's tone was sour.

   "What are you going to do with the money?" Ron asked again. He seemed certain that Hermione would win a wizarding card game.

   "You have to win the championship to have ten galleons." Hermione couldn't help reminding after silently memorizing the twelve uses of dragon's blood.

"Yeah, champion, I really don't know what's the point of him spending money to hold this competition." Ron looked at Albert who was not far away, who was buried in writing a thesis, and muttered softly, "Use this Galleon to buy things Is it not good?"

  Ron thought of Fred and George again, the crisp sound of gold coins could always be heard in the pockets of those two bastards.

   "Look, here we go again." Ron muttered in his heart, and saw Fred and George walk into the hall, almost trotting towards this side. When they put a book in front of Albert, they were still muttering: "We found it, look at this, we found it!"

  Fred noticed a lot of people staring at him, smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you."

  Albert glanced at the parchment that he had almost blurred, and stared at Fred dissatisfied, before turning his gaze to the book in front of him.

   "Mortla?"

   "Look at this..." George raised his finger excitedly, pointing to a passage in the book: "People who are bitten by a Motra rat will have symptoms of retching.

  When George read this, Albert understood why the twins were so excited. Is this going to use Mortra rats to make vomit sugar?

  Albert continued to read softly: "For more serious patients, sparks will be emitted from the anus."

   There is no doubt that if used properly, it can make a very interesting joke prop, and the sparks from the **** will definitely be sought after by the majority of students.

   "It seems that this is a mouse full of treasures." Lee Jordan leaned his head over, and muttered vaguely after reading all the contents of the book.

   "It's Motra." Fred corrected happily.

   Lee Jordan is right, though, that Mortla does have a lot of uses. The growths on their backs can be pickled and eaten to increase resistance to hexes, but eating too much can make people grow unsightly purple ear hair.

  Wizards usually use Mortra rat juice to make potions. Even if they are used directly, they can heal cuts and abrasions, and can also relieve the pain of wounds.

   "We are thinking about where to get this thing, it is not cheap to buy one." George said with a frown.

"You can go to Mundungus Fletcher, maybe he can help you get some." Albert suggested, "And you don't need a Mottra rat, let that guy help you get some Mott Rat ingredients will be fine."

"You're right, maybe we can give it a try." Fred thought for a while and felt that it made sense. They had checked the information, and the wizards who raised the Motra rats would only harvest the anemone-like growths on their backs. This is also where this magical creature is most valuable.

  As for the teeth they might need to use from the Motla Rat, maybe Mundungus can get some for them, and the price shouldn't be too expensive.

   "What are they doing?" Shanna looked at the leaving back of the twins and asked doubtfully, "Don't they need to do their homework?"

   "Don't worry about them." Albert shook his head and said, "Those two guys will come over to do their homework soon, unless they want to be locked up."

   Sure enough, Fred and George came over to do homework together after writing the letter. Their foundations were pretty solid. Although they were completely distracted this semester, with Albert's help, their homework wasn't too bad.

  As for Mundungus Fletcher, he directly offered a price of three Galleons for one Mortla Rat, and a low price of five Galleons for two.

  When this guy received the letter, he sneaked to the beach and spent a lot of time catching two Motra rats, planning to resell them to the Weasley twins.

  Fred and George refused to pay for the two Muttra rats, and wrote to Mundungus Fletcher that they only wanted the incisors and growths of the Muttra rats.

   Mundungus, who received the letter, almost got his nose crooked, and refused to sell the front teeth of the Motla Rat to the twins.

   Not long after, Mundungus got a bunch of Mortla rat's incisors out of nowhere, and planned to sell them to the Weasley twins at a high price of two Sickles each.

  After some bargaining, Mundungus finally settled the deal with his nose, and threatened in the letter that he would not sell them any more.

   Albert and the others sneered at Mundungus' threat in the letter.

   Ron had seven O.W.Ls passed (passed), more than Fred and George combined. The twins did give up their studies in the end.

  (end of this chapter)