Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 114: Albert’s little trick

The three quickly moved through the secret passage and took a while to reach the eighth floor.

After listening to Albert's remarks, Fred gasped slightly, feeling incredulous, "So, Professor Broad didn't help Filch catch you."

"Albert is an excellent student in the eyes of the professors." George teased, and then opened his mouth in surprise, because a troll actually appeared on the wall opposite the tapestry of Barnabas. door.

"Sure enough..." Albert whispered softly.

"Sure enough?" Fred asked curiously.

"It's nothing, let's go in!" Albert pushed open the door and walked into the Room of Requirement first.

"I didn't expect it to be true." Fred and George looked at each other and walked in behind Albert. Their mouths were big, and what they saw was a man they had never seen before. A very beautifully furnished room with...

The excited expressions on their faces froze, and they stared at the various exquisite and luxurious potty placed in front of them in amazement.

Albert looked at the stunned expression on the Weasley brothers' faces, blinked mischievously and said, "How is it? Are you surprised?"

"Didn't you stumble upon it when you ran here with a very full bladder?" Fred couldn't help asking.

"How is it possible, am I that stupid?" Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Is this really the broom closet we found earlier?" George looked at the luxurious potty here curiously, and suddenly had an idea and asked, "So, are you in a hurry?"

All three couldn't help laughing, each picking a style they liked.

"However, it feels a little strange that we really have to hide here." Fred scratched his head. After all, no one likes to hide in a pile of potties.

"It's nothing, just go out and change to another room." Albert said casually.

"This is not within the range of the Marauder's Map. Maybe Prongs, Moonface, Wormtail, Bigfoot and they haven't discovered the secrets here." George said while looking at the Marauder's Map in his hand.

"Prongs, moon faces, wormtails, big feet?" Albert asked, pretending to be puzzled.

"The maker of the Marauder's Map," Fred explained.

"Oh, they." Albert nodded. "Maybe I didn't find it. After all, very few people know the secret of the House of Requirement."

"No problem, Filch is still on the fifth floor," George said after checking the Marauder's map.

After the three left the Room of Requirement, Fred asked, "What's going to change."

"A place to rest," Albert suggested.

"I'm here this time."

"Me too."

The twins put their hands on each other's shoulders, try again, and the door opens, this time in a cozy room with a roaring fire.

"Awesome." Fred patted the armchair. "By the way, you haven't said exactly how you found this place."

"I want to know too." George echoed.

"This is the result of my analysis from you. Did you pass by here many times at that time, did you still want to find a place to hide?" Albert moved out his prepared remarks, in fact, from To some extent, what he said was true.

"That's right."

"So, I just took the time to try, passed by here many times, and wanted a place to hide," Albert explained.

"The result?" George asked.

"Of course I failed. I tried many times before I finally opened the door, and after sorting it out, I figured out the correct way to open it." Albert began to exaggerate the difficulty he found here . In fact, he succeeded on the first try.

"Later, I tested and turned this place into another room. After trying many times, I found the correct way to use it." Albert blinked, "So, I later called this place the Room of Requirement. .Because this room will be changed into all kinds of rooms you need according to your needs, and it will be responsive, isn't it very appropriate."

"So, you found this place through these clues?"

"Yes, I found this place through the clues you provided. Am I very good?" Albert nodded and said, "If you want to praise me, praise me!"

"You..." The twins swallowed what they were about to say, but they still admired each other very much. I didn't expect Albert to find such a place just by relying on this clue.

"When we make garlic crosses, we can do it here." George suddenly said, this way, we don't need to worry about making the dormitory full of garlic.

"Have you not given up yet?" Albert thought they had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect to mention it at this time.

"Why give up, we already have enough garlic." Fred nodded, "This is the first alchemy item we made."

Albert couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He didn't know if he wanted to tell them that it wasn't really an alchemy tool.

But...he was really embarrassed to open his mouth and shattered the bad dreams of the teenagers.

After all, the two are the men who will become the king of jokes in the future.

The three rested for a long time in the Room of Requirement, waiting for Filch and Professor Broad to give up their hunt. Compared to Filch who was searching for them, the twins, sitting by the fireplace, were fighting Albert.

There are two games of wizard chess in front of their table, and Albert easily handles the two with a one-vs-two.

"Fred, work harder, you still have a chance to turn a defeat into a victory." George cheered loudly.

"How do you say it. In other words, you actually lost earlier than me." Fred looked at his brother who was sitting beside him talking sarcastically, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, he knew that he was about to lose.

"Cough cough." George coughed dryly and quickly changed the subject, "Felch seems to have gone back to rest, let's go to the library."

"That's a good idea, let's go." Fred stood up immediately, ready to throw the game away.

"Uh, okay." Albert didn't pierce the other party's mind, just moved the queen to check Fred's king to death.

"You lost too." George patted Fred on the shoulder with schadenfreude, "You are much better than our incompetent brother."

"Brother?" Albert asked suspiciously, "the hapless **** whose tongue was burned through candy."

"Cough cough, it was just an accident." George coughed dryly and walked quickly out of the Room of Requirement.

The three walked towards the school library.

The library at Hogwarts closes at eight in the evening, and to the surprise of the three, the door of the library is not locked.

Albert opened the door and walked in first. The hall was dark and eerie.

Albert raised his wand, looked around in the light of the wand, and walked towards the forbidden area at the back of the library.

After stepping over the rope that isolates the forbidden area, the surrounding atmosphere is even more gloomy.

Albert raised his wand and read the title of the book with the help of a pale light.

"Help me find the Book of Spells. And don't open those books or take them off the shelf, no one knows if they've been spelled or not," Albert warned. : "Remember, don't open the book, it might get us into a lot of trouble."

"Got it." The twins looked at each other, but nodded anyway.

Finding the books you need in the sea of ​​books is undoubtedly a waste of time. Albert spent a long time and couldn't find what he needed.

The books in the forbidden area all look worn out. Albert doubts whether there are many orphans stored here.

"Albert!" Fred's voice was low. "I heard murmurs coming from some of the books over there."

"Whisper?" Albert frowned, listening to the twins say this, unwittingly thinking that Voldemort's Horcrux was hidden in the forbidden area.

The three of them leaned over and pointed their wands at the peeling, faded bronzing letters, feeling the hairs on the back of their necks stand up, and they could all hear whispers from the books.

"This is the forbidden area. It's not surprising that there is such a book. Don't open it." Albert warned, "It must be a book about the dark magic of the recorder."

"You think there's some great black magic in it?" The twins looked at the book with awe.

"Maybe, I don't know," Abbott urged. "But I'm sure you'll be out of luck if you open it now at this time."

"You're right." Fred gave up the idea of ​​dying, worried that there was some bad black magic in the book, after all, some bad things would happen after reading some books.

The Toadstool Tales and The Wizard's Sonnets are the best examples. The former will make people nauseous and vomit, and the latter will make people only use five-line limericks to talk for a lifetime.

"Help me find the Book of Spells, the spells in it are more suitable for us to learn now." Albert reminded again.

Fred and George both nodded and agreed to help. They also wanted to learn some curses, and the somewhat powerful curses in the Book of Spells were obviously suitable for them to practice.

"It will be more efficient to search separately. As long as you don't touch the books casually, you will be fine." Albert reminded, and continued to search for the books he needed.

There are a lot of books stored in the forbidden area. When Albert passed through the area, he vaguely heard someone talking in a low voice.

Albert immediately held his breath and listened. He could vaguely hear that the source of the sound was a nearby bookshelf, but not the books in the bookshelves in front of him, but somewhere else.

There seems to be something here, but it's hidden by magic.

"It's so weird..." Albert muttered, he didn't try to uncover the secret, but continued to find the books he needed, that's what he came here for.

It took about an hour or even longer, and the three of them basically walked around the forbidden book area before finally finding the books they needed.

"I knew the books here weren't so easy to take away." Fred pointed to the chains on the books and said, "What should I do? The Alaho Cave doesn't work, these chains must be enchanted."

"Aren't you going to forcefully break the chains?" Neither George nor Fred wanted Albert to do that, fearing that doing so might have bad consequences.

"Of course I wouldn't do something stupid like that, I expected the anti-Araho hole-opening spell on it." Albert pulled a pocket knife out of his pocket.

This knife was an item he bought at Christmas. What Albert wanted was not this knife, but some universal accessories on the knife. One of them is a tool for unlocking. He had practiced at home, and it wasn't too difficult to open such an old lock.

"What are you going to do." Neither of them understood why Albert suddenly pulled out a knife.

"Use Muggle tricks."

"Muggle tricks?" Both were curious about what Albert was going to do.

"You all keep your eyes open." Albert began to fiddle with the lock on the book.

After a while, the lock on the book was opened with a soft click.

"How on earth did you do it." The twins looked at Albert in surprise.

"As I said, this is a Muggle lock-picking trick." Albert shook the knife in his hand and said, "Most wizards ignore some Muggle tricks, although not as good as the lock-picking spell, It's also a bit slower, but they tend to ignore it, leaving me with a loophole to exploit."

While Hogwarts casts spells on these locks and may even set off an alarm if the chains are forcibly broken, he believes that using the key to open the lock will never have any side effects, as that is the correct way to open.

Although Albert doesn't have a key, there's apparently no problem with using Muggle lockpicking techniques~IndoMTL.com~ Next time you get a chance, be sure to teach us this technique. "The twins' eyes twinkled, and he found the way Albert used useful.

Most wizards always look down on Muggles because they don't know magic, which leaves Albert with a loophole that even Hogwarts apparently ignores.

"This lock-picking trick is easy to learn, and I will teach you if I have the chance." Albert said casually. Whether the twins can learn, he doesn't know.

It was four o'clock in the morning when they left the library, and the three of them had tonight's loot in their hands, the original Book of Spells, Book of Potions and Potions.

After confirming again and again that no one was there, the three quietly left the crime scene and returned to the Gryffindor common room, avoiding a ghost wizard with a cane on the way.

When he returned to the dormitory, Lee Jordan was already awake and looked at the three people who had just returned from the night swim with dissatisfaction.

"You should have woken me up," Lee Jordan complained.

"Who made you sleep like a pig." Fred boasted to Lee Jordan, holding up the day's trophy. "We got it from the library."

"Let me see what books are there." Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"See for yourself, don't break it, let's sleep for a while." Fred covered his yawn and started to take off his clothes, ready to go back to sleep. He didn't look like Albert before. After sleeping like that, after the excitement of the night tour, I really want to sleep now.

"Good night."

"Good night"

"It's three bastards." Looking at the three of them lying back on the bed, Lee Jordan cursed in a low voice, and turned his gaze back to the three brick books they brought back.