Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 210: Halloween

In the morning, Albert opened his sleepy eyes and tilted his head to look at the window. It was raining outside the castle, and the rain hit the windows, making a crackling sound.

"It's raining again." He muttered, rolled over lazily, pulled up the sheet to cover his head again, and prepared to lie down for a while and get up again later.

I don't know how long it took before Albert opened his eyes again, got up from the bed, stretched out, got dressed, and woke everyone up to have breakfast together.

Every year on Halloween, something new comes to the Hogwarts Great Hall. Of course, bat colonies and jack-o-lanterns are always indispensable decorations.

After greeting the acquaintances at the table, Albert found a vacant seat and sat down while drinking milk tea while flipping through today's Daily Prophet. He grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie from the plate and ate it for himself. Occasionally, she would chat with Angelina beside her.

Well, the topic has to do with flying brooms, and the Daily Prophet has an ad for the Nimbus Racing Broom Company, which is launching a new broom next year: the Nimbus 2000, which is Potter's first broom.

"It is said that the products of this Nimbus company are excellent." Albert asked with a smile, "Do you regret buying it earlier?"

"Not really." Angelina shook her head, she knew it was a joke.

A burst of laughter interrupted the brief exchange between the two. Albert raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a large group of enchanted bats hovering over Lee Jordan's head. On the other hand, Lee Jordan hid from left to right and raised his hand to drive away the bats.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, that's all good." Albert covered a yawn and said heartlessly, which caused Lee Jordan to roll his eyes.

Lee Jordan sat there eating and sulking, and it didn't take long for the bat swarm to fly away like that.

The first class in the morning is herbal medicine class. No one likes to take herbal medicine class in rainy weather, especially in the medicine field outside the greenhouse. When it rains, they are busy in the medicine garden. It will be as uncomfortable as being fished out of muddy water.

Luckily, just repotting the mandrakes this morning.

Mandrake is a magical plant with powerful potion properties, just like last year's Baixian, this magical plant will be used in many ways, especially when it matures, it is made into a powerful Restorative.

Be aware that many enchantments that cannot be dispelled by spells require the use of a powerful healing potion made from mandrakes to restore them to normal.

Because it was not the first time to repot the mandrakes, everyone had experience and completed the task before the get out of class ended.

Putting the last mandrake back into the basin, Albert checked the task panel, and the task was not completed. Although it was expected, he was still a little disappointed. Because it means that to really get the job done, you need to own a pot of mandrakes.

Before get out of class ended, they were told what the next class was about: tending wrinkled figs.

It is also a magical plant with powerful potion properties, which is dangerous to some extent.

"Let's go, go to Transfiguration class." Fred shook the dirt off his work robe vigorously, cleaned it with a descaling spell, and put on his robe again, ready to go to Professor McGonagall's class.

"Take your time." Albert muttered, and after dispelling his inner fidgety, joined the others to take Transfiguration, one of his best subjects.

Perhaps because of Halloween, Professor McGonagall knew that everyone had no intention of taking the class, so he took this class as a review class. In the class, I helped everyone review the Transfiguration that they had learned before, and also told a few tragic cases caused by Transfiguration. I would like to use this to warn everyone that they should be cautious when using Transfiguration magic.

Everyone got goosebumps after listening to the story. The story that Professor McGonagall told was so horrifying, especially the tragedy of the five-legged monster.

The legend of the five-legged monster originated from the island of Delia. The island is now a mystery. It is said that the five-legged monster was once a wizard. Think of a person who becomes a terrible monster, and even his thinking is completely distorted, and he can no longer What a horrible thing to change back.

Although Albert can't confirm the authenticity of the five-legged monster story, he believes that the story is very likely to be true, because in this world, many ancient stories are actually true and have their own Yiping.

"Professor McGonagall, hasn't the Ministry of Magic ever tried to transform those monsters back?" Katrina opened her mouth to express her confusion. They all knew that no matter how powerful a transforming spell was, it was still possible to restore it to its original state through potions. For example, the powerful restorative agent made by mandrakes has such an effect.

"They refused." Professor McGonagall shook his head. "There were rumors that the people from the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures tried to restore them to their original shape, but the five-legged monsters staunchly resisted to restore them to their original shape."

"Professor, will the deformed creature return to its original state after it dies?" Albert suddenly asked. In fact, there was already a vague answer in Albert's heart.

The skeleton of the five-legged monster, he has seen.

"No~IndoMTL.com~ said Professor McGonagall.

Transfiguration ends up in the story.

After class, Albert stopped Katrina to talk about the last bet, which had dragged on for so long that they almost forgot about it.

"The first Quidditch match will start in mid-November, and our bet is on that day." Albert and Katrina walked side by side in the hallway.

The latter looked at Albert with a very strange look, and said in a strange tone, "I thought you had forgotten about this?"

"How come." Albert said aggressively, "Time is running out, are you ready?"

"Time is running out." Katrina glanced at Albert and said lightly, "Winning or losing is not that important to me anymore."

"Uh, looks like I can save ten Galleons this time," Albert said.

"Save ten Galleons." Katrina's tone became even more eccentric, "I think you should not be short of money, I heard that Isobel gave you a class, and you generously gave ten Galleons. , or you just admit defeat and give me ten Galleons."

Albert's face darkened, and he asked, "Isobel told you?"

"So, it's really ten Galleons?" Katrina said in a complicated tone, "No wonder she paid me that expensive birthday present a while ago."

Albert's face darkened even more when he heard the words. He didn't expect that he would be told by others. This is because he walked too much at night, did he meet a ghost?

"What did she teach you?" Katrina asked curiously.

"Ask her yourself," Albert said sullenly.

"She doesn't tell me, let me ask you."

Albert was swallowed, too lazy to answer, because Katrina was just kidding him.