Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 144: Easter eggs

Over the Easter break, some Hogwarts students choose to go back to spend the holidays with their families.

Albert did not come home.

After all, the end of the semester is almost here, and summer vacation is almost here.

Also, there were not many students going home for the Easter break, which was related to the heavy holiday homework assigned by professors to students before the break.

Whether I go home or not, I have to do a lot of vacation homework, and... I can't borrow books from the school library when I get home.

Although the vast majority of vacation assignments are likely to be specially prepared by professors to prepare students for exams.

Daisy was disappointed that Albert didn't come home for the holidays, but sent him some Easter eggs anyway.

On Easter, Shera brought the Easter eggs to Albert, and a photo was included in the package.

Albert picked up the photo and grinned.

Tom is seen squatting in a basket with Easter eggs hatching.

For some reason, Albert always finds this scene very happy.

Speaking of which, Tom seems to have gained weight again.

Is it an illusion?

Shera, who was left out in the cold, called out to Albert in dissatisfaction.

"Sorry." Albert immediately took out an owl nut from the pocket of his robe and fed it to Shera, while he unwrapped the Easter egg, broke the chocolate shell, and took a piece and put it in his mouth.

As usual at Easter, Daisy will buy Easter eggs at a familiar candy store with chocolate shells and chocolate-flavored toffee that Albert loves to eat.

"Do you want a toffee?" Albert handed a half easter egg with a toffee to his roommate.

“You try my Easter eggs too.” Lee Jordan has used his fingernails to pry open the ostrich egg-sized Easter egg, stuffed with fudge.

"It's actually a fudge." Albert sighed as he picked up a piece of fudge and threw it into his mouth.

"Otherwise, what do you think it would be?" Li Jordan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Albert.

"Bibi Duowei Beans!" The twins said in unison.

"Damn, who's going to compete with more flavored beans in Easter eggs?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain, "Are you guys going to eat fudge?"

"Of course." Fred muttered after eating a fudge, squeezing a chocolate toffee and throwing it into his mouth, "George, do you think mom will remember to send us Easter? Easter eggs?"

"Perhaps, she forgot," George said. "After all, she's too busy."

"Mom never forgot your Easter eggs." Percy walked over, handed the Easter eggs to Fred and George, then turned to Albert and said, "Professor Broad Let me remind you to find him at six o'clock in the evening, don't remember the time wrong."

"Six at night?" Lee Jordan repeated confused.

"It's an invitation." Albert explained casually, "Professor Broad invited me to... Actually, I don't know what the professor invited me to do, I think it might be afternoon tea."

“Have you ever seen anyone drinking afternoon tea at six o’clock in the evening?” George couldn’t help rolling his eyes. “There is a limit to my nonsense.”

"By the way, you didn't tell us about it." Fred stared at Albert in disbelief, "I bet it must be a party or a banquet."

"I'm often invited to the office by Professor Broad for tea, and at most a refreshment."

"Why does it always feel weird to hear you say that." Lee Jordan muttered.

"When I come back, I'll tell you whether it's a banquet or a tea party." Albert wasn't bothered about this either.

Of course he knew what he was being invited to.

So-called academic gatherings.

"By the way, is this a Bludger?" Lee Jordan pointed to the Bludger-like egg in Fred's hand.

"Aren't you going to open it and see what's inside?" Albert reminded.

"Charlie must have told the family that we were going to be hitters." George opened the outer egg, which smelled of milk.

The pair's Bludger eggs are filled with milk-flavored toffee, apparently homemade by Mrs. Weasley.

"Would you like to try it?" Fred threw one in his mouth, chewed the toffee slowly, and mumbled inarticulately, "It tastes good."

Albert and Lee Jordan both took one from the pile of toffees and threw it into their mouths. After chewing, their mouths were filled with a strong aroma of milk.

The taste is not bad, but I can't eat too much toffee.

"Look over there..." George exclaimed, "What happened to Shanna?"

Albert raised his head and saw Shanna who was being slapped on the head with textbooks, schoolbags and inkpots, and took up the wand and waved it gently to relieve Mrs Pince's spell.

"Are you okay?" Albert already guessed what was going on.

"Just in the library..." Shanna breathlessly said, "I forgot, you can't eat in the library."

Sure enough, Mrs. Pince was kicked out.

"Thank you, Albert." For a moment, Shanna finally recovered her strength. "It's too boring, do you want some fudge?"

Sanna's Easter eggs are filled with various flavors of fudge, and she just ate fudge in the library before being kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince.

The easter eggs are very large and have obvious commercial labels on them. They were bought in a candy store like Albert.

Albert ate a fudge, a strawberry filling.

"As long as Mrs. Pince doesn't see you, you'll be fine." Albert winked at Shanna, "I used to steal hard candy in the library."

"That's a good idea." Shanna giggled.

"Oops, don't peck." Albert felt pain in his elbow and immediately retracted his hand.

"What's wrong with your owl?" Shanna looked at Shera suspiciously.

"It's urging me to write a reply," muttered Albert, who took a quill from his bag and started writing to the family, not forgetting to tell Nia not to feed Tom too fat.

Watching the flying owl, Albert focused his attention on his review again.

I've been concentrating on ancient runes lately, and I feel a little slack with other subjects. Mr. Fusco's letter has not been answered yet.

"What are you thinking?" Shanna raised her eyebrows and asked, a little dissatisfied that Albert was distracted when talking to her.

"Nothing, I'm thinking how much homework is left to do." Albert said casually.

"You're the least qualified to say that," Fred said resentfully.

"Let's go first, we have something to do later." George pulled Fred away.

"Recently, Fred and George have always been mysterious and don't know what the **** is going on." Albert looked away and continued to discuss homework with Shanna.

Professors have mentioned that the questions are very important and that the exam is required. Lee Jordan has always been interested, which makes his review a lot easier.

……

"It's almost time, I'll go first."

Albert took out his pocket watch, glanced at the pointer on it, got up and said to the people around him.

"Where is he going?" Shanna looked at Albert's back, and asked in a puzzled way, "I'll have dinner later."

"Professor Broad sent him an invitation." Lee Jordan sorted out the class notes and explained casually: "Invite Albert to dinner."

"Professor Broad?"

"Don't you know?" Lee Jordan was a little envious of Albert's treatment and whispered, "Albert is Professor Broad's most proud student, not one of them."

"I thought it was Professor McGonagall," Shanna said in surprise.

"Some time ago, Albert ran to Professor Broad's office every week..." Lee Jordan began to reveal some trivial things about Albert to Shanna.

"Who saw Fred and George." Angelina sat in the seat vacated by Albert, interrupting the communication between the two.

"You said Fred and George..."

Albert didn't know what Lee Jordan said to the others. After returning to the dormitory and putting down his schoolbag, Albert tidied up his appearance in the mirror and went to Professor Broad's office alone. .

Professor Broad seems to be waiting for himself, and the wooden door to the office soon opens when Albert knocks on the door.

"You're always so punctual." Professor Broad said to Albert with a faint smile on his face, "Okay, we should go, don't make the others wait too long."

"Where are we going?" Albert asked.

"McDoug's house." Professor Broad reached out and picked up a small box from the fireplace, handed it to Albert, and gestured for him.

"This is?" Albert looked at the sparkling powder in the small box and immediately guessed what it was.

"Floo powder. Oh, I almost forgot, you haven't used Floo powder, right!" Professor Broad suddenly remembered this, and then opened his mouth to introduce: "The use of Floo powder is very simple, first of all You go to the fire and throw the powder into the flames, and when the flames rise, go into the flames. At this point, you have to make it clear where you want to go. The place we're going is called the Lodge in the Lake."

Albert picked up a pinch of shiny powder from the small box, walked to the stove, and threw the powder into the flame.

With a whistle, the fire turned green and rose higher than Albert.

Albert hesitated for a moment, but stepped into the fire and shouted "hut in the lake".

In the blink of an eye, Albert was engulfed in flames and disappeared.

Floo's travels were also unpleasant, Albert felt himself spinning rapidly, his eyes narrowed, a series of furnace doors flashed vaguely in front of him, and he could vaguely glimpse the room beyond the fireplace.

The swirling green flames made Albert feel dizzy, and there was a whistling wind in his ears, and he felt like he was moving at a high speed.

Blinking eyes, the rotation stopped, the whistling sound also disappeared, and Albert felt himself collapsed on the icy ground.

"It's a chore."

Albert fell to the floor in a state of embarrassment, and someone seemed to be helping him up from the ground next to him.

"Welcome, Mr. Anderson."

A sharp voice sounded in Albert's ear. Albert, who had just stood up to dust off the ashes from his cloak, was stunned and looked in the direction of the voice, it was a house elf.

Seconds later, Professor Broad also crawled out of the fire and stood on the carpet in the hall to dust off the ashes from his robes.

"Come here, gentlemen, the dinner is ready," said the house-elf sharply.

"The dinner party?" Albert looked suspiciously at Professor Broad.

"A dinner party, of course. Let's go, don't make everyone wait too long."

This house is big, not small at all. It's a bit ridiculous to describe it as a cottage in the lake.

Led by the house-elf, they leave the hall, through corridors and stairs, to a sunroom with carpeted walls and transparent walls.

The dinner was held in this spacious room. There were already three people in the room. Except for McDougall, the other two looked a little old.

Among them, the older one may be over a hundred years old, the other at least eighty years old, and they are all looking at Albert with curious eyes.

No malice, just curious and friendly.

"Albert Anderson, the genius I introduced to you, is good at ancient Rune." McDoug pointed to Albert and introduced to the other two: "Of course, there is also Transfiguration, my former I just read Albert's article on Transfiguration Today, and Professor Broad said that Albert's level in Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms is also very high."

"I'm Albert, nice to meet you all." Albert looked a little restrained and nodded slightly towards several people.

"Tiberius Ogden, an expert in spells and rune." McDougall pointed to the older man and introduced Albert, "The Theory of Magic you are using now. Actually, Tiberius has a credit."

The old man reached out and shook Albert lightly.

"Gerber Smith." McDoug pointed to the 80-year-old man: "He is good at deformation, divination and ancient Rune, and he is also an expert in alchemy."

Albert felt a little out of touch after shaking hands with this Mr. Smith.

But he couldn't tell where there was a breach.

The dinner was very rich, but the food was relatively bland. The five people ate and chatted while using ancient rune.

As McDoug said, everyone is an expert in ancient runes, and they belong to the very powerful kind. When McDoug wrote that ancient rune, he also got their help.

Smith and Ogden were equally astonished that Albert was able to use ancient rune with such dexterity.

Sure enough, seeing a hundred things is better than seeing them.

Albert was full, and they sat in the soft armchairs and talked about the ancient runes.

Honestly, it's really weird to have a young kid in the middle of a group of old people talking about academic theory.

But you have to admit that they are a group of very capable people, and they are also very knowledgeable in Rune, and they are also very slippery to use ancient Rune to speak.

If uninformed people came here, they thought they had accidentally traveled back a thousand years.

The friendly conversation continued into the night.

Albert also expressed his interest in alchemy to Gerber Smith and asked about the use of ancient rune.

Gerber looked at Albert's wooden bracelet and said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with the protective bracelet you made. The reason for the failure is that you haven't been able to infuse the rune script with power."

Albert is a little confused.

"The rune is a mystical script, and it contains mysterious magical powers, however, the way you are doing now, just carving it, doesn't give the rune power." Gerber Smith explained. , "Concentrate and inject your magical power into the runes you carved, which is why the runes are called magical words."

When wizards cast spells in this magical script, the spells used become more powerful, and only those skilled in ancient rune will truly realize this.

Perhaps, some wizards are vaguely aware of something, but they don't understand what is going on. They are just skilled in using ancient runes and unknowingly mastering how to use it.

So wizards would think that the ancient magic was stronger, although that's true.

Unfortunately, the old man's energy is limited, and the conversation between the two sides ends here.

However, Gerber Smith and Tiberius Ogden indicated that they could establish a friendly relationship with Albert through letters in the future.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the banquet was announced, and Albert returned to school through Floo powder.

Albert, who had just stood up from his chair, realized something was wrong.

He looks right from his side, McDoug in his forties and fifties, Professor Broad in his sixties~IndoMTL.com~Gerber Smith in her eighties, Tiberius Ogden Ninety or even one hundred years old, and yourself?

Twelve!

Anyone is missing.

Without a wizard in his twenties and thirties, between himself and Mr. McDougall, perhaps there should be another genius in his twenties and thirties.

That's the rule.

"Am I thinking too much?" Albert murmured.

Before returning to school through the fireplace, Albert suddenly asked, "Professor Broad, is there someone less today?"

"Why do you ask that?" Professor Broad was stunned and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, I always feel that this banquet is missing a person." Albert murmured.

"There are no few people." Professor Broad repeated suspiciously, "There are not many people. I said last time that the dating of ancient rune is a bit serious, so it is not that there are few people, but the dating. "

Albert always felt that Professor Broad's words had other meanings, and slowly returned to the Gryffindor common room. At this time, the common room was still very lively and did not go to sleep.

Albert clutched his yawn and headed back to the dormitory. The other roommates had not returned.

He holds the wooden bracelet in a daze, thinking about what Gerber Smith said.

As it approached 11:30, Li Jordan returned to the dormitory and seemed to be having a good time.

"Where are Fred and George? They weren't with you?" Albert frowned slightly, looking at Lee Jordan who returned to the dormitory alone. Hogwarts had curfew after eleven o'clock.

"No, I haven't seen Fred and George since just now. I thought they were going back to the dormitory to rest first." Lee Jordan also frowned slightly.

"Fred and George aren't in the common room?" Albert suddenly had a bad premonition.