Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 646 Ai God Stick

   "Why do we have to sit here and do vacation homework now?"

At noon the next day, Fred finally couldn't take it anymore, threw the quill in his hand on the table, stretched out his hand to prop his chin, turned his head and looked out of the library window, and complained in a low voice: "That **** Albert sneaked away by himself!" gone."

   "His vacation homework should be almost done." Lee Jordan said without looking up, "If you finish your vacation homework, you can go out and walk around."

"You should complain to Professor Dumbledore and ask him why he didn't cancel the exams of the other courses as well." George put the quill on the table and said to Fred and Lee Jordan, "We You don’t have to stay in the library doing holiday homework in such good weather.”

"I know that's impossible." Fred withdrew his gaze from the window, looked diagonally at the trio of Harry who were whispering in low voices, and asked curiously: "Have you come up with any good solutions? "

   "I have some clues, but this kind of thing can only be done once." Hermione looked up and looked around, and said in a low voice: "If the plan fails, the other party will definitely be more vigilant, and it will be more difficult to succeed in the future."

   "Tell me what you plan to do?" Lee Jordan also stopped his quill and looked up at Hermione. He was always interested in making trouble.

  Fred and George were also wondering how Hermione was going to make old Malfoy lose the house-elf.

   "Send him a piece of clothing, such as a pair of smelly socks." Harry took Hermione's words and replaced Lucius Malfoy with "he".

  Since being repeatedly educated by Albert, Harry has gradually developed a sense of secrecy.

  "If he opens the package and sees a smelly sock inside, he will probably be so angry that he will throw the package away. As long as he makes sure that the house elf is present and takes the package, it is equivalent to obtaining the 'clothes' inside the package."

"It's worth a try." Fred thought for a while and reminded: "However, wizard families usually pay great attention to keeping the house-elf from touching their clothes. You'd better let that house-elf cooperate with your actions, and don't let the house-elf The other person knows there are socks in the package, so he must let the house-elf dispose of the disgusting package full of garbage, get the package, take out the socks in it, and the poor house-elf can go free."

   "I don't think your methods are reliable." George muttered.

   "Then what method do you think is more reliable?" Hermione asked back.

"Of course, let Albert speak and curse that guy for losing his house elf." George and Fred looked at each other and said in unison: "Believe me, there is nothing more vicious than Albert's 'curse'. "

  Harry, Ron, and Hermione were immediately speechless, and it wasn't the first time they had heard Fred and George teasing Albert.

  No way, who made many things he said happen.

  The latest victim was the hapless Lockhart. Fred, George, and Lee Jordan even suspected that Lockhart would be so unlucky, maybe it was because of Albert's mouth.

   "Where's the Albert?" Hermione asked.

   "Maybe I'm going on a date, what do you need from him?" Fred turned his head to look at Hermione, and blinked mischievously. He felt that after Hermione was "saved" by Albert, it was very likely that she would become his admirer.

   "I heard that he said that Professor Lockhart is..." Hermione hesitated to speak. To be honest, it was really hard for her to accept the fact that Professor Lockhart was a liar.

   "Oh, that liar!" George had already decided that Lockhart was a liar.

"Well, the truth is often so cruel." Fred spread his hands helplessly and said, "I heard from Albert that the stories Lockhart wrote were not his experiences, but stole other people's achievements, and they were very bad. I used the Amnesia Curse on the other party to make the other party forget these things, so that I can take those deeds as my own."

   "It's hard to believe," Hermione muttered.

"I don't think it is necessary for Albert to discredit a professor!" Ron supported Albert in this matter, "I think you should be very clear about how poor Lockhart is in Defense Against the Dark Arts class." That's right."

"We even suspect that Professor Dumbledore may also know about those things. At that time, the headmaster was very calm when he heard Albert talking about this matter, and he didn't even want to quibble with Lockhart. You must know that Professor McGonagall's expression was quite Wonderful."

  In everyone's description, Lockhart has become an extremely despicable liar writer.

   "He's got what he's doing now!" Harry muttered, after hearing what Albert said about Lockhart's actions, he couldn't feel any sympathy for Lockhart.

"I heard that Lockhart has now become a poor man who can't even walk and needs to be taken care of by others every day. He can only spend the rest of his life in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries." Lee Jordan seemed very satisfied with Lockhart He also saw Madam Pomfrey sending Lockhart away in person this morning.

  Hermione is not stupid, of course she knows that most of the students and professors in the school don't like Lockhart.

  Last night, when Professor Dumbledore announced that Lockhart would not be able to serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, even the professors in the seats all smiled and knew how unpopular he was in the school.

   "What a poor guy." There was a bit of schadenfreude in Fred's tone.

   "And I know there's going to be another wretch at school soon!" said George mysteriously.

   "Who?" Ron, who had been copying his homework, couldn't help asking.

   "Kenneth Toller!" Fred and George laughed maliciously.

   "The guy who sold the amulets?" Harry had some impression of Kenneth Toller, a black market profiteer. He bought the amulet from the other party for more than ten Galleons.

  Last time, he used this to trick Malfoy at the Dueling Club.

"Kenneth has been trying to make a fortune by selling amulets, and now that the attack is over, I dare say he will have to throw all the amulets he got from outside." George knew that Kenneth Toller relied on selling amulets. Made a small fortune.

"He also wants to ask Albert to make a batch." Lee Jordan couldn't help laughing out loud when he remembered something, "I dare say Albert has guessed the current result since then, so he didn't agree Cooperating with him, that guy is not vigilant at all, he deserves to lose money."

"No, no, he was too greedy, and he also met Albert, who was full of bad things. He really deserved to be fooled." Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all had no respect for Kenneth Toller. How much favor. They also didn't think there was anything wrong with Albert not telling Kenneth the truth.

  Albert, who was unanimously considered by everyone to have a bad stomach, is currently under the gaze of accusations from the other side. Isobel is very dissatisfied with Albert's behavior of risking his life.

   "I never like to take risks." Albert said solemnly: "I don't do things unprepared."

"There is a saying that plans can never keep up with changes." Isobel slapped Albert's hand that was secretly stretched out, and continued to lecture, "It's a basilisk, you almost died, do you know it? When I heard you were attacked, my heart stopped beating for a few beats."

   "Let me hear if your heartbeat really stopped," Albert moved his head to Isobel's chest, "If it stops, I can give you a CPR massage."

   "Stop making trouble!" Isobel pushed Albert's head aside and complained, "Gryffindor students are always keen on taking risks, no matter what kind of adventure they take."

   "Okay, don't be angry, let's go over there and have a look!" Albert saw a few girls coming this way in groups, so he pointed to a flower bed in the courtyard and said.

  Seeing the girls whispering, Isobel already guessed the reason.

   "I really don't know why girls are so curious." Albert teased himself, "Could it be that my charm is really that great?"

"You have never been so popular as you are now. Don't forget, you also have the title of International Wizards Chess Champion, and you have published a lot of articles in magazines." Isobel didn't object, and got up and followed Albert towards away The girls went to the flower beds, "Also, you are not ugly."

   "I prefer when you say I'm handsome."

   "Handsome?" Isobel stopped and stared at Albert for a long time, then stretched out his hand to hold his face and looked at him carefully, before saying solemnly, "Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as a butter boy."

"Only guys who are jealous of me will think that I am a little boy, and no matter where I am, girls like me more." Albert didn't care about this title at all, "Maybe, they should see my heroic side , compared to most rough boys in the school, I am obviously more able to bring everyone a sense of security. At least, most people who know me think that I am very reliable. Um, why do you think of me like that?"

   "It's rare to see you being narcissistic!" Isobel burst out laughing.

"I'm just telling the truth." Albert retorted dissatisfiedly: "Young girls only care about appearance, and they pay more attention to fame, money and power after they grow up. That's where the real charm lies. As for talent, as far as I know , among the Muggle wizards of all ages, the cases of being the Minister of Magic can be counted on one finger."

   "Girls are not as miserable as you think!" Isobel raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously dissatisfied with such a biased statement.

   "No, I'm just more realistic." Albert no longer struggled with this aspect: "I know exactly where my advantages are."

   "Famous, talented?"

"An excellent young man who is rich, famous, talented, and handsome is sure to be popular with the girls." Albert was not embarrassed at all, "As for power, I don't think I am boasting, no one can compete I compete for the positions of prefect and student body president."

   "Last night, Mr. Brod hinted at me that when I become an adult, I will become an alternate member of the Wizengamot. Well, it can be regarded as taking the old path of Professor Dumbledore, and I have an advantage over the headmaster."

   Although there is no precedent for a Muggle wizard to be a member of the Wizengamot, it is difficult for the Wildsmith family.

   Albert will achieve more than that when he becomes an adult. Even if some members of the Wizengamot object, they will have to hold their noses to admit his status. Who will let him have a bunch of people behind him?

   This is one of the invisible benefits of heirs.

   Otherwise, it is impossible for a good Muggle wizard to become a member of the Wizengamot.

  Although Albert didn't care about that position, in his opinion, the British wizarding world was so big that he had no interest in participating in it at all.

   "According to you, I got a big deal?" Isobel was a little funny after hearing this.

   "It's good to know!" Albert proudly took the girl's hand and went to a remote corner, letting the lush flowers cover the eyes of other girls for them.

  Isobel couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and joked: "The aftereffect of drinking too much Felicia?"

   "Felix Elixir is indeed a good thing." Albert sighed softly, "Unfortunately, the difficulty of brewing is too high."

   "Don't you still have some?" Isobel said angrily, "You can't drink too much of that stuff."

"Sometimes, a few minutes of luck can save your life." Albert said meaningfully. He once thought of making Felicia elixir into "cod liver oil". Taking one when needed can bring himself half an hour of luck , at that time, there is no need to worry about the toxicity of Felicia.

   "The past few years may not be peaceful." Noticing Isobel's confusion, Albert explained softly.

   "Great prophet, did you predict something again?" Isobel plucked a flower from the flower bed and asked casually.

   "Chaos and war. This incident is just an omen." Albert said mysteriously, "It has something to do with the mysterious man and Harry Potter. I remember telling you about it before."

  Sometimes, Albert feels that he has more and more potential to be a magic stick.

   "Oh, that means it has nothing to do with you." Isobel poked Albert's chest with his finger and reminded: "Harry Potter is the savior, not you."

   "I know I'm not, but no one can stay out of it." Albert said with a smile, "Turbulence is a disaster for everyone, and it is also an opportunity. I will prepare in advance."

   "It's always mysterious." Isobel muttered. She didn't like the so-called turmoil, but she didn't deny the news Albert revealed.

   This guy is always mysterious, like a closed book, people can't help but want to open it and take a peek at the contents inside.

   It is undeniable that the sense of mystery is indeed very attractive.

   "That's how prophecies are. Those who peep into fate will always make themselves look mysterious." Albert blinked and said, "In your words, it's just putting on airs."

   "I think you were lying to me just now." Isobel stared into Albert's eyes and said.

   "No, I'm telling the truth." Albert assured without blinking.

   "Superb liars can also deceive people with the truth." Isobel almost said that Albert is a liar, especially in some respects he likes to deceive people

   "I never lied to you!" Albert almost showed Isobel his heart.

   "I was told you were a prostitute everywhere."

   "Who!"

   "A certain guy who wants to find three or two girlfriends has more than this number now."

   "How can you be innocent like this." Albert said pretending to be angry, "Besides, I have never provoked Katrina."

  Although that is the dream of most men, Albert is very self-aware. It is more practical to choose a tree than a forest.

   At this time, an owl landed in front of them, breaking the atmosphere created by the two.

   Albert took the note and read the contents inside.

  Hagrid invited him to afternoon tea, apparently to thank Albert for his help.

   "Are you going together?"

   "No." Isobel shook his head and said, "I think you must have something to say, see you tonight!"

   "Next semester, you will graduate from school." Albert said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

   "Maybe, I should buy a house in Hogsmeade."

   "Do you have a lot of Galleons?"

"Don't forget, I'm a fortune teller, and I can easily make a lot of money by making a simple prediction." Albert said again: "Of course, if we can find the right disappearing cabinet, we can often spend a lot of money in Hogsmeade." If we meet in the village, you don't have to worry about me being snatched away by others."

  Isobel couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and asked, "Will you be snatched away by others?"

"Won't."

   "Then why should I worry."

   What he said made sense, and Albert found himself unable to refute it, but he knew that Isobel would agree.

  After separating from Isobel, Albert went to Hagrid's cabin alone.

   "Didn't your girlfriend come with you?" Hagrid asked in surprise when he found Albert alone.

   "Did you see it?" Albert asked slightly raising his eyebrows.

   "You are much better than Harry's father in chasing girlfriends." Hagrid said with emotion, "He spent a lot of effort chasing Lily back then."

   "What kind of person is he?" Albert asked, "I mean Harry's father."

   "Smart, likes to cause trouble, but James is a good guy." Hagrid recalls, "Lily is also a nice guy."

   "It seems that you met acquaintances in Azkaban Prison?" Of course Albert knew who Hagrid met in Azkaban, and asked, "How about that place?"

"It's bad, it's bad, thank you for letting me out of that **** place so early, I never want to see those Azkaban guards again." Speaking of Azkaban, Hagrid couldn't help but She shivered, as if recalling something bad.

   "No, believe me, you will see them again soon." Albert said after thinking for a while.

   "This is not good news." Hagrid muttered, "What did you predict?"

"I didn't predict anything." Albert said calmly: "However, since Harry Potter came to Hogwarts to study, the school has not been peaceful, and I have no doubt that something will happen next semester. "

   "It's best if nothing happens."

  Hagrid poured Albert a cup of tea and said gratefully, "I heard from Dumbledore that you uncovered all the secrets and were attacked by a basilisk."

   "Harry avenged me." Albert glanced at the "Daily Prophet" spread out on the table, and asked, "Are you looking for an article from the Ministry of Magic to help you clarify?"

   "Yeah, I've been looking all morning, and it's in the lower corner of the third page." Hagrid muttered, "Honestly, the Ministry of Magic didn't have the slightest sincerity in doing this."

"It's normal Hagrid." Albert took a sip of his tea and said with a sneer, "Do you still expect the Minister of Magic to apologize to you? Even if Fudge made a mistake, he couldn't have done that before he was outraged." Otherwise, his authority will be compromised.”

   "You hate Fudge," Hagrid asked cautiously.

   "No, it should be said that I hate all politicians." Albert said without thinking, "As for Fudge, with that guy's character, he will probably be kicked out in the end."

Hagrid just forced a smile. He could see that Albert didn't like Fudge very much, so he changed the subject, "By the way, Dumbledore has agreed that I should take over from Professor Kettlebur as the professor of the Protection of Magical Beasts class. gone."

   "I don't recommend that you use that "Monster Book of Monsters" as a textbook. Believe me, many students won't like that thing."

"Why."

   "Because that book will bite people." Albert reminded: "No one wants to be bitten while reading a book, and we are not as rough and thick as you."

  Hagrid was a little disappointed, it was obviously different from what he expected.

"Hagrid, you have to remember some things." Albert reminded Hagrid, "The students are not you, and their enthusiasm for this class is far less than yours. Most magical animals are too dangerous for them. You'd better keep them out of class, or you're bound to get in trouble."

   Albert glanced at the task panel, and was very satisfied with the task that was triggered again.

  (end of this chapter)