Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 863 Dumbledore please

   "The popularity of the wizard card is gradually losing. You should have gone to host the wizard card club in person last month. You didn't see how disappointed those girls were when they found you not present. Many people thought you had given up the wizard card."

  On the seat by the window in the Gryffindor common room, Lee Jordan, who played wizard cards with Fred, was complaining to Albert about throwing the wizard card club to himself.

"If wizard cards are not popular with players, then this game is destined not to last." Albert reached out and stroked Tom's head, flipping through the manuscript in his hand, helping Isobel check part of the "Guide to Ancient Runes", and occasionally Also take the magic wand to make revisions on the manuscript, and use other color annotations.

"I think you should play the wizard card." Lee Jordan felt that Albert himself didn't care much about the wizard card, so he reminded, "Don't forget, we will be in the seventh grade next semester, and we will soon After graduating from school, when you lose your support, and no one inherits the wizard card club, the wizard card will soon disappear from the school and be forgotten by people, and our efforts in the past few years will be in vain."

   "Didn't you deal with this matter last semester?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"My words are not as easy as you. So, I think it's best for you to handle this matter yourself." Lee Jordan was very depressed, but he had to admit that wizard cards were popular in school, and a large part of them were The reason for Albert, once Albert let go, how long the club can last is really hard to say.

   "Perhaps, we should start holding the competition now, so as not to conflict with the Triwizard Tournament later. As for the championship reward, besides Garen, we will add an additional reward."

   "What bonus?"

   "It's a good idea to dance with Albert at the Christmas ball, and it will definitely attract a bunch of girls."

  Albert suddenly raised his head, glared fiercely at Fred who proposed this bad idea, and reminded angrily: "I have a dance partner."

   "What does that matter? It's not about being your dance partner. What's more, you have to dance at the Christmas ball. The extra reward is to dance with you, not three dances." George just stood up and talked without back pain. "I bet there will be a lot of girls willing to participate in the competition for the chance to dance with you."

"I also think it's a good idea. You just sacrifice your hue a little bit. Anyway, a dance only takes a few minutes. I'll post an announcement later to inform everyone of the good news." Lee Jordan clapped his hands, happily Finalized the plan.

   "Tom, scratch him, have dinner tonight."

  Albert commanded fat cat Tom to launch a surprise attack on Lee Jordan, and there was a scream in the common room.

  The originally noisy lounge suddenly fell into dead silence, and the students turned their heads to look at this side, as if they were curious about what happened just now.

   "Ahem, it's okay, I was scratched by a cat."

  Lee Jordan apologized to everyone in embarrassment. He was just taken aback just now. He didn't expect the chubby Tom to move so quickly, and his arm was bleeding from scratching.

  Fred and George laughed heartlessly.

  However, they all felt that this was indeed a good idea. The best way to make the Wizard card popular and popular again was to use Albert's popularity, which would definitely attract a large group of girls.

  As long as girls join the wizard card club, boys are naturally willing to join. With more and more people, members who have gradually given up will naturally pick up the wizard card and return again.

   After all, playing a game is only fun if you play it together.

   "Don't be so ruthless, your arms are bleeding." Lee Jordan directed his firepower at the gloating Weasley twins, "Fred and George didn't even see you angry when they sold love potions."

   "Ahem." George coughed lightly, trying to change the subject, "Who will be the next manager of the Wizard Card Club?"

   "By the way, how many love potions have you sold these days?" Lee Jordan was not fooled and continued to ask.

   "Thirty-seven copies. Many girls in the school bought one with Galleons." Fred said proudly, "Of course, we also sell the antidote to the love potion."

  George puts his hand over his face, Fred is such an idiot, so smug.

  Although the sales of love potions and antidotes did earn them a sum of Galleons, you can't say in front of Albert that this was not tricked by Lee Jordan?

   "Is the love potion you made really reliable?" Lee Jordan expressed doubts about this. Neither Fred nor George could participate in Professor Snape's potion improvement class. How dare someone buy the potion they prepared?

   "Let me tell everyone that we borrowed Albert's potion notes and found the formula for the love potion. It is easier to brew the potion than other formulas," Fred said triumphantly.

   Then, there was another scream in the common room.

  This time Lee Jordan was full of schadenfreude, he ignored Fred and George, dropped the wizard card and stood up, "I'll write an announcement to tell everyone the good news."

   "That **** actually ran away, I finally won!" Fred stared at the wizard card in his hand and said through gritted teeth.

"I don't know when the rain will stop. I feel like my whole body is going moldy recently." George looked at the pattering rain outside the window, and quickly changed the topic, "I heard that Professor Moody used the Imperius Curse on the students in class, saying It is to let everyone experience the feeling of being controlled by the Imperius Curse so that they can learn how to resist the Imperius Curse."

When talking about this, George also sneaked a glance at Albert, and found that he didn't respond, and continued: "I thought about it for a while, it may be our turn, do you think Dumbledore will agree with Professor Moody to do this?" ?"

"I don't know, but Professor Moody's starting point should be good. At least he can teach everyone how to resist the Imperius Curse." Albert didn't beat him to death with a single stick. He actually wanted everyone to experience the feeling of being controlled by the Imperius Curse It is necessary, at least in a safe and secure manner.

   "I didn't expect you to agree with his approach." George was a little surprised.

"Is there a problem?"

"No."

   "However, I will not give others the chance to use the Imperius Curse on me." Albert took out a pack of dried fish from his pocket, tore open the bag and put it on the table.

   "You still suspect that there is something wrong with him?"

   During this period of observation, Fred didn't see anything wrong with Professor Moody, and he rarely even saw him drinking from the curved wine bottle.

   "I won't take any risks." Albert said calmly: "When the time comes, I will find an excuse to ask for leave. Well, I remember that you seem to have quick-acting skipping sugar."

   "What effect do you want?"

   "Is the fever sugar ready?" Albert asked.

   "No problem, we've tested it," Fred assured.

"It looks like your style." George was not surprised. He looked around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping, and quietly released the earplug listening spell, and said in a low voice, "Who do you think that guy is pretending to be? Know what you must know."

   "It's useless to tell you, as long as you know that guy is a fake." Albert didn't intend to tell the three people the truth, telling them that Professor Moody was a fake, just to make them guard against each other.

   "I think he looks like it."

"If it's not like that, Dumbledore would have discovered it a long time ago. How could he still be teaching at the school?" George looked at Albert and asked, "Actually, I'm more curious about what method Albert uses to spot fakes. flaws."

   "Is this important?" Fred felt that Albert would not tell them, so he suggested, "I think we should take some time to practice magic to strengthen our actual combat capabilities."

   "I heard that if you are controlled by the Imperius Curse many times, you will develop resistance to that spell." Albert smiled maliciously at the two, "How about it, do you want to try it?"

   "Didn't you listen to what Professor Moody said?" Fred looked at Albert with some surprise, "If you use the Imperius Curse on people, you will go to Azkaban Prison."

   "It's better not to let them know." George also felt that it was quite boring recently. They only took three classes, and most of the time was spent studying joke props.

   "Come to do assault training with me another day!" Albert said without thinking.

   "We really should strengthen our defense against black arts." After looking at each other, Fred and George felt that this was a good idea. After all, if the magic world is really turbulent in a few years, it is a good thing to be able to master more magic to protect oneself.

  After Lee Jordan posted on Gryffindor's bulletin board that the wizard card game would be held in advance, several girls came to Albert to ask about the ball.

"Look at what you've done." Albert stared at Lee Jordan dissatisfiedly. After sending the girls away patiently, he immediately packed up his things and prepared to leave. He didn't want to be pestered by a group of girls to ask about this matter. .

   "Albert, please wait a moment."

   When Albert picked up Tom, the fat cat, and was about to flash into the stairs, a voice called him from behind.

   "Hermione, what's the matter?" Albert stopped and turned his head to ask.

   "Dumbledore asked me to give you this." Hermione hurried over and handed the note to Albert panting.

   "Professor Dumbledore?" Albert tied the note suspiciously, and when he opened it, he saw that it read:

   Dear Albert:

   Please come to my office next Wednesday at 8:00 pm.

I wish you a happy life

   Albus Dumbledore

   And: I like cockroach piles.

That's it?

   Albert looked at the news on the parchment, and fell into a brief silence. He put the parchment in his pocket, and smiled at Hermione, "Thank you, Hermione."

   "Well...can you take me to the kitchen some time?" Hermione looked at Albert earnestly.

   "You don't want to rush into the kitchen and mobilize the house-elves to stop working, do you?" Albert stared into Hermione's eyes and said jokingly.

"No, I didn't intend to do that, I just wanted to find out where the kitchen is and see how the house-elves are doing." Hermione looked away, and she felt that Albert's gaze was very aggressive, which made her A little uncomfortable.

   "I have to remind you." Albert knew that Hermione just wanted to get some information first, "If you do that, believe me, not only will you not be appreciated, but you will also become the object of the house-elf's disgust."

   "I know." Hermione said awkwardly, she felt that Albert had seen through her mind, so she reminded herself that way.

"The kitchen is under the hall, and the entrance is hidden behind the painting of a bowl of fruit. Just scratch the pear lightly, it will giggle, the doorknob will appear, and you can open the door and enter the kitchen. "Albert told Hermione where the kitchen was.

   "Thank you." Hermione turned and walked away.

   "You shouldn't have told Hermione where the kitchen is." Fred said, looking at Hermione's leaving back, "I always think she's going to mobilize the house elves to rebel."

   "You should convince her, and I'm sure you can," said George.

   "I have tried, but I never feel that I can convince anyone, especially those stubborn people. It is too difficult to convince them." Albert shook his head.

   "You just convinced the three of us."

"Hermione is very immature and stubborn. If she doesn't suffer a little, she will never come to her senses. And even if I don't tell her where the kitchen is, she will find it sooner or later." Albert saw it. Well, maybe after Hermione gets all the stares from the house-elves, she'll calm down and reconsider whether what she's doing is reasonable.

   "I hope she doesn't make the house-elves unwilling to work." George also disagreed with Hermione's approach.

"No, if she promotes those things among the house elves, she will probably be regarded as the most unpopular person!" Albert said and returned to the dormitory. In fact, he still admired Hermione's approach, maybe Because he is an adult himself, and he is also a time traveler, Albert usually takes the initiative to avoid evil and protect himself, instead of being as stubborn as Hermione.

   To be honest, Albert cared more about Dumbledore's business with him than his house elf's problem?

   The relationship between the two parties is not bad, but that's all. Albert generally avoids Dumbledore proactively, and the two sides do not have many intersections.

   There are not many things that can make the other party find him. It may be the Triwizard Tournament, or it may be divination for him, or because of the news he leaked through Harry and Sirius.

  Although Dumbledore didn't really believe in divination, if he could peek into something from the crystal ball, he might be able to make some judgments about what might happen next.

   Well, if Dumbledore asked, how should I answer?

  Give him some hints?

  Smart people like Dumbledore are definitely more willing to trust their own judgment.

Albert felt that he had better be conservative, and mentioned Voldemort's plot, so that Dumbledore would continue to doubt Moody. He believed that there was no evidence, and the headmaster would not do anything to his old friend. At most, it was a little temptation, little Crouch Sure enough.

  He also needs to use Little Crouch to scoop up the rewards of the panel missions. If he accidentally kills someone, his own panel missions will also end with him.

  (end of this chapter)