Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 75 Sources of Confidence

  As the night deepened, the number of people in the Gryffindor common room gradually decreased, and most of the remaining students were busy with their homework.

   "It's finally finished." Li Qiaodan got up from the sofa, stretched lazily, and put away the parchment with the summary of Gamp's basic transformation law. Having had the experience of last time, the three of them no longer asked Albert to borrow homework for comparison, so as not to worry about watching.

   "How is the Transfiguration?"

"No, it can only be done to this extent at present." Fred sighed lightly, and showed the other party his successful practice. The needle was a bit... well, very thick, and it just changed the shape of the match into The shape of a needle.

  If you can't turn matches into thin needles, Professor McGonagall will definitely fail.

"Come on, it's not bad. If you can learn Transfiguration easily, what are the efforts of others?" Albert said angrily. He was reading a book, and there were only the last few pages left in "Anthology of Spells in the Nineteenth Century" up.

   "Give me a look at any rate, you are making an evaluation!" Fred shook the "needle" in front of Albert, and said angrily.

   "By the way, you haven't finished reading that book yet!"

   "The last few pages are left." Albert looked up and glanced at Fred's practice results all night, and the "needle" was really not ordinary thick.

   "How to solve this situation." Fred handed the "needle" to Albert.

   "Practice for a few more days, and you will definitely succeed." Albert said without thinking.

   "Aren't you talking nonsense?" George couldn't help but rolled his eyes, his needles were thinner than Fred's, at least they could be considered needles rather than small iron rods with a point.

  It is not too much to say that what Fred conjures out of matches is a nail.

   "I've also encountered your situation." Albert picked up his wand and turned out a pin. "You need to make the pin out first, and then think about how to make more detailed changes on the pin."

   "Why do you give us this?" George asked puzzled after taking the pin.

   "Of course it's for reference. You need to create a needle, but it doesn't need to be the same. It's just an ordinary needle." Albert looked at the three people and said, "Try again."

   "A needle?" George muttered. He raised his wand and lit a match. After reciting the spell, an ugly pin appeared in front of them.

   "Successful?" Fred picked up the pin and looked at it, feeling incredible.

   "Failed too many times, lacked self-confidence." Albert explained, "You should have a little bit of confidence in yourself that you will succeed."

   "Then why did you give me this needle?" George was even more puzzled.

   "Distract your attention, so that you don't keep thinking about your own failures, and I will give you a comparison by the way." Albert babbled casually.

   "By the way, how is your disillusionment spell going?" George asked abruptly.

   "It should be almost the same next week." Albert unwrapped the wrapping paper, put the chocolate candy into his mouth and asked, "You ask what this is, don't you think..." His fingers made a slippery movement.

   "Yeah, tonight, are you going?" Fred broke the news: "I heard that Filch has a cold. This is a good opportunity."

   "Don't get caught." Albert closed the book, glanced at the task list, and sure enough, the progress of the reading maniac had become 1/100.

   "Aren't you going?" George asked.

   "Not going."

   "We misunderstood you." Fred and George looked like they didn't expect you to be such Albert, turned their heads to look at Li Jordan, and were planned by the other party before they even spoke.

   "Don't look at me." Li Qiaodan shrugged, obviously not wanting to go either.

   "You... okay." The Weasley twins looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, "It seems that only the two of us went on a night tour."

   "If you want to go out at night, choose Friday. After all, you don't have to go to class the next day." Albert kindly reminded that if you don't rest at night, how can you go to class the next day.

  Dozing off in class, does this mean I don’t want to mess around?

   "It makes sense, it's Friday." Fred nodded.

   "What do you choose to do on Friday?" A voice came out coldly, and Fred felt a dark shadow in front of him. When he looked up, he found Percy standing in front of him.

   "What are you going to do on Friday?" Percy snapped.

   "Practice Transfiguration!" George said without thinking.

   "Don't think I didn't hear." Percy stared at the twin brothers with dissatisfaction, and said coldly: "Yeyou, you know how many points will be deducted if you are caught."

  George winked innocently at Percy and said, "I heard that Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup for several years."

   "I've been watching you two, don't make trouble for me." Percy was so angry that he could naturally hear what George meant.

   Look, everyone doesn't care about the scores, otherwise, how could they not work hard to earn points and win the honor of the Academy Cup for Gryffindor?

  Gryffindor students don't care about honor?

   No, of course I do.

   However, the reality is that no one takes earning points for the academy seriously, so naturally they missed the academy cup.

   After all, scores don't just happen in a vacuum.

  And losing many times in Quidditch matches naturally made things worse.

   "Percy is so annoying."

   "I feel the same way!"

"Let me tell you, the next time we discuss important matters, find a place where there is no one!" Albert shook his head and reminded: "You are talking here, everyone has heard that you want to go on a night tour gone?"

"I seem to hear that someone is planning to go on a night tour?" Mark walked towards this side, put his hand on Fred's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "This is a good habit. I haven't had a night tour before. How dare I call myself What about the Gryffindor students?"

  Listening to where Mark was talking about his glorious deeds, the muscles at the corners of Albert's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and he couldn't help but interjected: "Caught by Filch?" "No, no."

"I heard that Filch knows most of the secret passages, and he has a smart cat to help keep an eye on them." Albert told a cruel fact, "Unless you are more familiar with the castle's secret passages than Filch, otherwise It's hard to escape him. Or, did you put a spell on Filch?"

   "Well, the Confusion Charm is very effective." Mark said casually.

   "Don't listen to Mark's nonsense." Irene came over, pulled Mark away, and told them before leaving, "We have Quidditch training on Wednesday afternoon."

   "I dare say, Mark must have been out on a date at night and was caught by Filch." Back in the dormitory, Li Jordan talked about this again.

   "Are you really not going with us?" Fred asked again.

"Even if we want to go on a night tour, it's not now." Lee Jordan said angrily. They have been in Hogwarts for too short a time, and their knowledge of the castle is limited. They really don't understand Fred and George's deadly behavior. .

  (end of this chapter)