Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 758: Night Whispers

  Chapter 759 Night Whisper

  After eleven o'clock at night, Albert quietly passed through the portrait passage and returned to Gryffindor Tower. The students had already returned to the dormitory to rest. There was only deadly darkness in the common room. There were still some embers gleaming in the fireplace.

  Albert was just about to go back to the dormitory to rest when he noticed a dark shadow by the armchair closest to the passage. When he moved the light on his wand, he found Hermione sitting at the table, sleeping soundly. Is ripe, a book rests on her head.

   "Hermione, wake up, wake up, don't sleep here, be careful of catching a cold." Albert gently pushed the girl's shoulder and woke her up.

  "Ah... accidentally fell asleep"

  Hermione opened her eyes and woke up, looked around in confusion, her eyes fell on Albert again, and she asked, "Where have you been, I've been looking for you all afternoon."

  "What do you want me to do?"

  Albert took off his cloak and put it on Hermione, motioning for the other party to sit by the fireplace with him. The fire was relit, and the roaring flames illuminated their faces.

  Hermione looked at the roaring fire, tightened her cloak, and seemed to remember something, took a letter from her pocket and handed it to Albert, "Hagrid lost the case, Buckby Ke was going to be executed, and he sent me this letter."

  Albert took the letter, but didn't read it, he could guess what was written in it.

  "Although I can still appeal, I see little hope, Malfoy's dad threatened the committee." Hermione bit her lower lip and said, "You're right, from the beginning you wanted to rely on a lawsuit. Saving Buckbeak is nothing more than a dream."

   "As expected, isn't it?" Albert corrected again: "I think Lucius bought the committee, and it would be a waste of time to continue to appeal."

  "What are you going to do next?" Hermione raised her head, staring at Albert hopefully, "I, Harry and Ron can all help if needed."

   "No, you don't need help with this matter, you just need to keep it secret. I will handle the rest myself. The less people know about it, the safer it will be." Albert simply rejected Hermione. kindness.

   Hermione opened her mouth, looking lost.

   "However, you can let Hagrid continue to appeal, at least with a gesture of never giving up."

  "You didn't say..."

  "Some camouflage is necessary."

   "Oh." Hermione nodded her understanding.

   "Actually, you shouldn't have a hard time guessing what I'm going to do next, I think you probably don't want to break the law." Albert softly reassured, "Go make peace with Harry and the others, and then visit Hagrid together. , Hagrid needs some comfort."

   "I've made up with them," Hermione whispered.

  "That's great."

   said, Albert quickly glanced at Hagrid's letter, threw the letter directly into the fireplace, watched the parchment turn into a pile of ashes in the flames, and asked: "This letter, do you give it to Has anyone seen it?"

  "Harry and Ron have seen it."

  Hermione noticed Albert's frown and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

   "Hagrid was so careless that he actually wrote this in a letter. I've told him how many times." Albert shook his head involuntarily, "If you are so careless, you will get yourself into trouble sooner or later. Yes, no one will be able to help him by then."

   "Is there a problem with the letter?" Hermione was a little puzzled. She had also read the letter and found no problem.

   "Of course there is a problem, and it is very serious." Albert reminded solemnly: "What would others think if they saw this letter? If the hippogriff runs away by itself, everyone will know. It was Hagrid who let it go, and even if he had an alibi, everyone would think it was him. If Malfoy got this letter, the hippogriff would be dead. Even if I let it go in the end, I'll just go straight to the fact that Hagrid violated Ministry of Magic law."

   "But... this shouldn't be evidence, right?" Hermione asked in confusion.

   "Do they need evidence? No, they don't." Albert looked at the disturbed Hermione and shook his head, "As long as there is this letter, Lucius can let the Ministry of Magic sentence Hagrid, let He lost his professorship and put him in Azkaban prison by the way."

  "How could they..."

   "Of course they can, don't pay too much attention to the laws of the Ministry of Magic." Albert sneered, "Besides, I will be in trouble then, those pure-blood wizards who want to trouble me, they can still find it. A fitting excuse."

   "Causing you trouble?" Hermione was even more confused.

  "Because I embarrassed them, you understand?"

   Hermione shook her head.

   "I'm a Muggle wizard, and the bigger the halo, the more sarcastic it is to most pure-blood wizards. Stubborn pure-blood wizards are always on top, I don't think it's difficult for you to learn from Mal Fu sees this."

   "But...they really..." Hermione seemed to want to say something, but eventually shut up.

   "Last time, when I won the Witcher chess championship, there were some bad noises? They won't allow Muggle wizards to **** and pee on their heads like they used to kill the wizarding world Like a Muggle minister." Albert was startling.

   Hermione opened her mouth in shock and looked at Albert in disbelief.

   "Don't look at me like that, that's what I was told." Albert recalled: "Nobby Leach was the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic in history. Forced out of office by a mysterious disease and died that year. Nobby Leach actually suffered from dragon pox. It is said that Abraxas Malfoy did a good job, Abraxas Malfoy is Della Coe Malfoy's grandfather. But the old guy got off the hook and died of dragon pox himself."

  Albert stopped at this point and forced the topic back to say: "I will help Hagrid deal with the hippogriff, you three don't need to worry about anything, and don't talk nonsense everywhere, otherwise it will only Harm Hagrid."

  Hermione nodded vigorously, then lowered her voice and asked, "The relationship between pure-blood wizards and Muggle wizards is really bad."

   "Very bad, otherwise how did you think the whole bunch of Death Eaters around You-Know-Who got here?" Albert said calmly, "Like some Slytherins would call Muggle wizards Mudbloods~ IndoMTL.com~Hermione thought of Malfoy first.

   "Okay, you don't need to worry about these things, and don't tell Ron and Harry what we are saying now, you can treat it as our secret." Albert said with a wink at Hermione.

   "Why are you telling me this?" Hermione asked suddenly.

  "You can be seen as my friend's advice and advice to you."

   "Friend? Thank you, Albert." A broad smile appeared on Hermione's face.

  "It's late at night, go back to sleep, be careful of catching a cold."

  "Well, good night."

  Hermione handed the cloak back to Albert and walked towards the stairs with the book in hand.

  "Good night."

  Albert looked at Hermione's leaving back and murmured, "What an innocent little girl."

   He stretched out his hand to cover a yawn, raised his wand to extinguish the roaring flames in the fireplace, and walked towards his dormitory.

  (end of this chapter)