Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 100: His teeth

Returning to the locker room, Albert immediately picked up his wand and used a drying spell on himself to dry the rain off his body.

"Put the protective gear and Quidditch costumes in the basket." Charlie pointed to the big basket in the corner and reminded, "By the way, I'll go to the school hospital later to find Madam Pomfrey and take some precautions. Drink the cold medicine, don't catch a cold in the rain."

"Actually, you want to see those unlucky Slytherins, by the way, disgust them!" Erin immediately guessed Charlie's sinister intentions

"Jack also needs Madam Pomfrey to check, he just fell too hard." Danny reminded with a light cough.

"It's not all your fault," Jack complained loudly.

"How did you do it, your clothes... got dry?" Wood was surprised when he noticed that Albert was about to put on a winter cloak.

"Of course it's a drying spell," Albert asked, noticing the puzzled gazes of several people, "You... don't know?"

Several people looked at each other, but no one really knew the drying spell.

Albert suddenly didn't know what to say.

"There is a record of drying spells in Practical Family Magic." Albert looked at the suddenly quiet locker room and said the books that Professor Flitwick suggested he read. Of course, he hadn't actually read the book himself.

"You actually read this kind of book?" Erin looked at Albert in amazement.

"Isn't magic just about saving trouble?" Albert rubbed his nose and said, "I feel like I'm about to catch a cold."

"Ah... sneeze!" Mario sneezed and complained, "Go back to the castle, I want to take a hot bath first."

"Excuse me," Erin said with a smile.

Albert returns to the castle together after using the drying spell to dry the clothes of the others.

Everyone came to the corridor of the school hospital on the second floor of the castle and found that a large group of people had gathered here. They were all spectators watching the Quidditch match in the rain. Most of them were wet from the rain. Now they are coming to Pomfrey. Madam, get some cold medicine here.

The arrival of the Gryffindor team attracted the attention of a large crowd, and the crowd made way for them.

Charlie greets acquaintances with a smile and leads the team into the school hospital.

Mrs. Pomfrey was distributing potions, and Charlie greeted her, pretending to put Jack on the hospital bed, and looking at Slytherin in the next hospital bed to pursue the hand montage with malicious intent. Smiling, Albert read their lips: we won!

"Mrs. Pomfrey, we also need some potions in case everyone catches a cold after getting wet in the rain." Erin said to the head nurse who came over

"On the table, a small cup for each person, go get it yourself." Madam Pomfrey came over to check on Jack's injury, still complaining that their game was so messed up that they deserved the injury or something.

She healed Jack's wounds in less than a minute.

While they were drinking cold-prevention medicine, the Slytherin team members also came, and the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became very tense.

"Okay, don't crowd here." Madam Pomfrey kicked Charlie and his party out of the ward, and Albert saw at a glance the backup goalie Vicki, who had his teeth knocked out, and tried to intercept him, but failed to do so. Braking the broom, the two unlucky **** crashed into the auditorium. They were being supported by other team members and seemed to be seriously injured.

"By the way, the guy who threw the bat at you was imprisoned by Professor McGonagall." Before leaving the ward, Mark suddenly turned his head and licked at someone's back, "He threw it at you. Your bat smashed into someone, and he and another unlucky guy who tried to stop you rushed into the Slytherin auditorium before they could stop and injured several..."

Mark's voice was loud enough for everyone in the school hospital to hear, and the students who were receiving the potion next to him couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The Slytherin team collectively turned around and glared, if it wasn't in the school hospital, there might have been a scuffle.

"What's with the teeth in your mouth? How many of them are missing? It doesn't matter, right?" Danny asked with his eyes on the backup goalie Vicki, holding back a smile.

"Cough, hurry up." Charlie quickly pushed everyone and led them out of the school hospital.

"I really hope Mrs. Pomfrey doesn't fill his teeth and let him talk all the time." Fred couldn't help laughing. "By the way, it's really cool who did it."

"It seems to be knocked off by Albert." Jack said, he wanted to stop Albert at the time, but... Jack laughed to himself before he finished speaking.

"Don't look at me, he hit my elbow and knocked it off himself," Albert said innocently, "I was just staring at the Snitch at the time, I didn't have time to hit him, that guy didn't I know why, but you have to bump into my elbow, where it still hurts a bit."

"Perhaps, he has a strange disease that makes him uncomfortable without being slapped in the face. I hope Madam Pomfrey can cure him." George's sympathetic look made everyone amused.

"Go, go back and celebrate this victory."

"Let's get something to eat in the kitchen." George and Fred are going to try their luck in the kitchen.

"No need, Professor McGonagall has prepared it for you!" Li Jordan emerged from the corner without warning, patted Albert's shoulder hard and said, "I saw it all, you The Slytherin goalie's tooth was knocked out."

"He knocked it out himself," Albert corrected.

"None of you noticed how ugly Professor Snape's face was when you caught the Snitch, as if someone had smeared his face..." Lee Jordan's voice came abruptly. Stopped, because he saw Albert raised his finger to signal him not to speak, and quickly looked up and looked around, and found that Snape was not nearby, and couldn't help but lightly hammered Albert's shoulder with his fist.

The others couldn't help but laugh.

Of course, the only unhappy person in the hallway was probably Filch. The administrator was standing at the door of the school hospital with a mop and a bucket and looked at him with malicious eyes. Filch maintained order and waited for the students to disperse so that the hallway could be cleared of muddy footprints.

As soon as everyone returned to the common room, there was a roar of cheers, and when people saw Albert, they shouted his name ~IndoMTL.com~ and even a few hands couldn't wait to drag him in.

Some cakes, pies, candies, and a large jug of pumpkin juice were on the table in the common room, and many people gathered beside Albert to tell him about the thrilling scene before catching the Snitch, and others Speaking of the last time he knocked out the Slytherin goalie's tooth.

Albert insists, however, that it was the Slytherin backup goalie who knocked his elbow and knocked out his teeth.

He's a good man, how could he do such a thing.

After finally getting rid of everyone's entanglement, Albert took a small plate of cakes and sat in the armchair in the corner.

"Yes, I didn't expect your Quidditch to fly well." Field next to him put his chin in one hand and teased, "If you were older, I couldn't help but chase you. "

Albert suddenly became a little embarrassed. Are foreign girls so sturdy?

Of course, he also knew that Field was just teasing himself, so he whispered back: "Actually, I don't really like girls older than me!"

"You're old?" Field couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Albert and changed the subject: "How's your summoning skill going?"

"It's okay, I'm trying to summon other things now." Albert thought about his progress in learning the summoning technique, and nodded with satisfaction, "After a while, you can successfully summon an umbrella."

"What do you call the umbrella for?" Field asked in confusion.

"Of course I don't need to bring an umbrella when it rains in the future." Albert said solemnly, "Britain is a rainy country. Sometimes I don't bring an umbrella when I go out. When I come back, I'm covered in the rain."

Field: "..." sounds like it makes sense.