Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 559: Can’t use it

Chapter 560 can't afford it

Hagrid's desire to become a professor of conservation of magical creatures didn't keep Fred, George, and Lee Jordan down for long. As for the wound on the back of Fred's hand, it has completely recovered under Madam Pomfrey's treatment.

The end of October has come quietly, and Hogwarts students from Year 3 and up are talking about going to Hogsmeade.

Fred and George would like to go to Joko's joke shop to restock stink bombs, and by the way, see if they can ask the store manager for some experience in opening the store.

However, would manager Joko be willing to share the experience of opening a store with the twins? Albert was skeptical, but not everyone was as generous as he was.

Albert woke up with everyone on the morning of Halloween, and when he went downstairs for breakfast, he could smell the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkins in the air in the hallway on the first floor.

"It's another great day." George happily shoved the pumpkin pie into his mouth,

"You can go to Hogsmeade and have a good time." After Fred swallowed the grilled sausage, he took another gulp of pumpkin juice, "In the evening, you can also attend the Halloween dinner and have a good meal. dinner."

"You can also go to the nearly headless Nico's 500th birthday party." Albert raised his head from the newspaper and glanced at Hermione, who was arrogantly reminding Harry to keep his promise not far away.

"What is the death anniversary party?" Lee Jordan asked, puzzled.

"It's a gathering of ghosts." Albert retracted his gaze, continued to read the headlines in the Daily Prophet, and explained casually.

"A ghost party?" George asked suspiciously. "How did you know that?"

"Harry Potter mentioned it just now, but you didn't pay attention." Albert motioned the three of them to look sideways. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting two tables away from them. , several people also looked sideways towards this side.

"Sounds interesting." Fred was intrigued.

"Don't be stupid, ghost food is not suitable for human appetite." Albert looked at Fred with the eyes of a fool, and said angrily, "If you can swallow the moldy and rotten food at the banquet If you don't, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Harry's face turned ugly when he heard Albert's words, and he didn't want to go to the death party at all now. However, in the end, he gave in under Hermione's eyes. Ron originally listened to Albert's words and didn't want to go, but Hermione gave him a stern look and shrank his neck in a guilty conscience. Who made them promise to accompany him? What about Harry going to Nick's death party?

"By the way, don't you plan to go to Hogsmeade with us later?" Lee Jordan looked at Albert, who was reading the newspaper seriously, and asked tentatively.

"Well, I have an appointment with someone else." Albert said without looking up.

"You just say go on a date." Fred gave Albert a white look, this guy hasn't gone to Hogsmeade with them since he had a girlfriend.

"What are you reading, is there any big news in the paper?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Well, the wolf poison potion has been completed. Mr. Damocles disclosed the formula of the potion and won the Merlin Medal for it." Albert briefly introduced.

"Wolf Poison Potion, what is that?" The three asked in confusion. Being able to get the Merlin Medal with just one potion, the Wolf Poison Potion is undoubtedly a great invention.

"A potion that, when consumed, keeps a werewolf safe and sound while transforming."

Albert quickly took a look at the above recipe and blending process, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with a strange expression.

Actually, Damocles invented the wolf poison potion very early, but the preparation of this potion is very difficult, and the raw materials are very expensive, and it is not something that a werewolf can afford.

Later, Hetok Dagworth also invited Albert to participate in the improvement of the werewolf potion, not only them, but also many famous potion masters participated in it, although the configuration of the potion is difficult and the use The price of raw materials has been reduced a lot, but for poor werewolves, there is no difference between a hundred Galleons and a thousand Galleons, and they can't afford it anyway.

Of course, the wolf venom potion isn't that expensive, but neither is the price a werewolf can afford.

Albert shook his head after reading it.

"What's wrong?" Fred noticed Albert shaking his head.

"The price is too high."

"Too expensive?"

"As we all know, werewolves have always been discriminated against by wizards, and it is difficult to find jobs in the magic world. They are basically a group of poor ghosts, and they can't afford this stuff at all." Albert said angrily, "It must be done before the full moon. Taking the wolf venom potion in advance requires at least a few dozen Galleons per month, not counting the waste caused by the failure to prepare the potion, and what is even worse is that the number of wizards capable of preparing the wolf venom potion is very small."

The three of them already understood what Albert meant. The wolf poison potion is indeed a great invention, but the werewolves can't afford it!

"By the way, if you have time, come with us to Joko's joke shop. Maybe you can get some useful experience from Joko's mouth." Poisons are not of particular concern.

"You can talk about wizard cards." Albert casually made an excuse for the three of them, "Tell Joko that you want to open a shop selling wizard cards in the future, remember not to talk too much to Joko. The matter of the wizard card, so as not to be fooled by the other party and say everything without talking a few words."

"We know what to do." After looking at George, Fred took out his notebook and made a note so he wouldn't forget it later.

"See you at the dinner time." Albert accompanied the three to the front hall, sent them away under Filch's watchful eye, and then slowly took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time, and returned Go to the auditorium hall and continue to wait for the arrival of the appointed time while reading the newspaper.

"I hope you didn't wait too long."

It didn't take long~IndoMTL.com~ Albert heard Isobel's voice coming from his side.

"Let's go."

Albert stood up and left the auditorium hall under the gazes of the girls. Before leaving, he glanced at Mrs. Norris at the feet of Filch who was checking the list in the foyer.

"What's wrong?"

On the way to the school gate, Isobel asked, and she obviously noticed Albert's actions just now.

"The prophecy I made earlier has never been fulfilled." Albert said softly, "However, I feel that something may happen at the banquet today."

"Why do you think that?" Isobel felt a little strange.

"An intuition." Albert stretched out his hand to hold the girl's soft palm and said with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about this, where are we going later, or Madam Paddyff Teahouse?"

(End of this chapter)