Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 162: 2 things before the holiday
If there's anything that's most depressing, it's a near miss.
However, sometimes, it's a lot less.
Ravenclaw College failed to pick up the slack in the end, and until the end of the year banquet was still in second place in the College Cup by five points, it must be false to say that Ravenclaw students are not depressed.
That evening, Albert went to the auditorium with his roommates for a year-end banquet.
The Great Hall has been carefully decorated in red and gold representing Gryffindor, and on the wall behind the Chair is a huge banner depicting the lion of Gryffindor.
The students of Gryffindor spoke loudly, filled with the joy and confidence of winning the House Cup.
Compared to Gryffindor, the students of their next-door neighbor, Slytherin, were less happy. No wonder they couldn't be happy. Slytherin Academy won the Academy Cup for four consecutive years, but... it was broken like this, and they still lost to their most hated Gryffindor. It's no wonder that they are in a good mood.
Ravenclaw's students are probably the most complicated and depressed. They are only a few points away from the championship. It is a pity that no one missed it, but they are also happy to see Slytherin fiasco.
As for the Hufflepuff students, they haven't won the House Cup for a long time, and they don't care too much about it. Anyway, seeing Slytherin, who doesn't like fair play, is a cause for celebration.
Not long after, Dumbledore arrived in a hurry, he stood on the podium, raised his hand to signal everyone to keep quiet, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided.
"Another year has passed!" said Dumbledore gleefully. "You certainly don't like listening to my old nonsense until you've indulged in some delicious food. However, we still need to have the Academy Cup awards ceremony. The specific scores of the academy are as follows: 4th, Slytherin, 250 points; 3rd, Hufflepuff, 395 points; 2nd, Ravenclaw, 439 points points, first place, Gryffindor, four hundred and forty-four points."
At this moment, a thunderous cheer erupted from the Gryffindor table, the sound was deafening, and some students were hoarse with excitement.
Fred, George and Lee Jordan followed the crowd to their feet, cheering and applauding. Albert was also clapping hard, pretending to be excited. But his mind couldn't help muttering, "What an unlucky score."
Lee Jordan, cheering, nudged Albert with his elbow and raised his finger to his next-door neighbor. The Slytherin students all had ugly expressions on their faces, like they had just been punched in the nose.
Apart from the Slytherin students, everyone in the Great Hall applauds, whether it's celebrating Gryffindor's victory or Slytherin's fiasco.
Professor McGonagall also stood up and shook hands with Professor Snape at the guest table, with a happy smile on his face.
The dinner was full of delicious food, and during the meal, Fred and George invited Albert to play at their house for the summer.
Unfortunately, this invitation was declined by Albert, because their family already had their own summer vacation plans. Herb wrote to Albert a while ago that the whole family was going to France for summer vacation.
Fred and George feel sorry for this, they have always wanted to thank Albert for saving them, and the Weasleys apparently feel the same way.
At the dinner, everyone was full except Fred and George.
After all, it's easy to get sleepy when you eat and drink enough. If they miss tonight's revenge action, then they will never have a chance to retaliate against Filch this semester, which is obviously not what the Weasley brothers want to see.
It's hard to endure until Gryffindor wins the House Cup, and finally can no longer need to worry about anything, how can you give up?
After twelve o'clock, Fred and George began to act. They used Albert's Disillusionment Charm to make some noise in the castle, and attracted Filch, who was about to rest, to the fourth floor of the castle. Armored corridor.
Then, George took the opportunity to sneak into Filch's office and smear the bottle of garlic-flavored beeswax in the corner of Filch's office. The effect is even more amazing.
After all, you can still see the source of the smell in big dung eggs, but once the beeswax is smeared in the corner, you can't even find it, let alone remove the source of the smell. In just a moment, the entire office plus Fairy Qi's bedroom was filled with a choking garlic smell.
Fred found George returning to the Gryffindor common room through the Marauder's map, and immediately evacuated himself, leaving Filch on the fourth floor struggling to find their whereabouts.
Felch deserves an annoyed return to the dorm when he learns he's been tricked.
When Filch opened the wooden door of the office, he was immediately shivered by the strong garlic smell, and he rushed into his office angrily, trying to find the source of the smell.
For a moment, Filch's angry roar echoed in the administrator's office, and as for his Mrs. Norris, he avoided the garlic-smelling administrator's office.
"You tell me, is this going to get a little bigger!" George turned his head to Fred while listening to Filch's roar.
"If I were you, I would go and get rid of the garlic smell first, so as not to be suspected of your head." Albert quietly appeared in the lounge, reminding the discussion two people.
"Oh, you're right!" George also smelled the garlic on his hands and hurried to wash his hands.
The next morning, the news of Filch's revenge spread around the castle, and everyone speculated as to which gangster had left Filch's office smelling garlicky.
However, no one sympathized with the administrator, more schadenfreude.
Albert and his party also pretended not to know about it. In fact, they focused more on their final exam scores.
Hogwarts will release students' final exam results on the last day.
"Look, you really are the No. 1 in this class." Fred stabbed Albert with his elbow and said with a smile.
"Your grades are also very good."
Fred, George and Lee Jordan all passed the exam with high marks.
"I guessed that you would be number one." Shanna smiled and came over to talk to Albert, "However, I think Katrina must be **** off."
Albert smiled and shrugged his shoulders, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
He doesn't really have any feeling about winning the first place. This year's students are just that kind of people. The first place seems to have nothing to be proud of. His goal is to complete the panel tasks. Fortunately, "in the name of genius" and The task of "all-round crushing" has been completed.
Although Katrina said that she wanted to compete with her with better grades, and was eventually rejected by Albert, the competition seemed to be effective, at least in the panel's judgment.
Katrina won the second place this year, and she was also all excellent, but in terms of scores, she was still a little behind Albert.
At this moment, Katrina, who was also standing in the crowd checking her grades, was staring at Albert with extremely annoyed eyes.
She was angry, angry at herself, at the fact that she lost to the guy who didn't study well for the final exam.
While everyone was enthusiastically discussing exam results, Professor McGonagall showed up with a stack of notices.
She asked freshmen to sign a pledge to comply with the "Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards" outside of school.
After signing, they sent a notice to everyone and warned everyone not to use magic during the holidays.
"I wish they forgot to send us this." Fred Weasley shook the notice regretfully, not being able to use magic during the holidays was an ordeal.
"You don't have to worry at all. In a wizard's family, the Ministry of Magic has no way of understanding who is using magic, so even if you use magic at home, you will not be warned by the Ministry of Magic." Albert left. He pouted to explain. "As long as you use magic in a place like Diagon Alley where there are many wizards, the Ministry of Magic can't tell whether you are using magic, because the trace can only locate and monitor whether someone is using magic within a certain range around you."
"You know that?" Shanna was a little surprised that Albert knew these things.
"Of course he knows." Lee Jordan couldn't help laughing. "After all, someone has been tricked by him."
"Someone?"
"Truman of Hufflepuff," Fred reminded kindly. "So, as long as we stay at home, we can use magic without any qualms?"
"Yes, as long as you are at home, students born of pure blood wizards can only rely on their families to consciously supervise." Albert said disdainfully, feeling slightly that he was unable to use magic during the summer vacation. dissatisfied.
"As you say, the Ministry of Magic relies on Trace Wire to determine whether we use magic, but when did they..." Shanna asked suspiciously, "Did they secretly use Trace Wire for us?"
"Use secretly?" Albert's expression was a little weird, "No."
"Nothing?"
"Didn't you just sign it? Magic contract." Albert reminded.
"You mean...that commitment?" Not only Shanna, but everyone else understood what was going on.
"According to the information I got from Professor Broad, the letter of commitment we just signed belongs to the magical contract, the so-called trace wire. Of course, there are loopholes in that thing too."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, I wouldn't sign if I knew it earlier." Lee Jordan looked depressed.
"Not to sign?" Albert repeated softly, "Can you not sign?"
"What if the date is ruined?" Fred asked curiously.
"The Ministry of Magic will know right away and send an owl to warn you."
"What's up with the bug?" George was more curious about it.
"It can't figure out who actually used magic." Albert gave a brief example, "If you live in a community full of Muggles, and when people around you use magic, then the Ministry of Magic After monitoring, it will think that you are using magic.
"In the beginning, this is how Truman was tricked by you?" Fred asked curiously.
"Yeah, that's the loophole I'm talking about. The Ministry of Magic can track your location through traces, and when you're in Diagon Alley, or at home, and someone around you is using magic, the Ministry can't tell what's going on. Who used the magic, because the wizards in Diagon Alley and your family may use magic."
"Fantastic, so we don't have to worry about using magic to be discovered by the Ministry of Magic." Fred and George high-five.
"But you need to worry about being known by your family," said Lee Jordan sullenly.
Everyone returned to the dormitory to pack their things, only to find that their wardrobes were empty and everything was packed into suitcases.
"It should have been the house-elves who helped clean up," Fred explained to everyone.
"I guess." Albert nodded, "Let's go, don't miss the train."
When everyone dragged their luggage to the foyer, Filch suddenly jumped out of the hidden corridor, staring at Albert and the others with red eyes, and said hoarsely: "You did it, right? !”
The four looked at each other, all pretending to be "I don't know what you're talking about".
"Don't think I don't know, it's definitely yours, the garlicky smell in my office."
"We don't understand what you're talking about!" the twins said in unison.
"We slept very early last night." Li Jordan coughed lightly and defended. As for the Weasley Brothers in our bag, I don't know.
Albert spread his hands helplessly, saying that he didn't know anything about it.
"You grow garlic!" Filch's eyes flashed with anger.
"You said that!" Fred had such an expression, and said with a smile: "Last time, Albert made garlic scrambled eggs, and it tasted good."
"If you don't believe me, you can ask the house-elves." George added ~IndoMTL.com~ that dish was made by house-elves. "
The four passed by Filch, who was stunned, trying to hold back his laughter, and boarded the carriage to head to the Hogwarts Express.
Along the way, several people are talking about Filch, predicting whether the other party will trouble them in the next semester, and how to deal with it.
Actually, Fred and George are the only ones who have such troubles.
While the train passed the Muggle town, they were eating Bibi Da flavored beans from Lee Jordan to see who had the worst luck.
Before the train stopped at Platform 9 3/4 of King's Cross Station, they took off their wizarding robes and changed into the jackets and blouses that Muggles often wear.
The ticket gate was guarded by an old guard who only allowed two or three people to pass at a time, and it took Albert a long time to get out of the platform.
"This way, Albert, here we are!"
As soon as he stepped out of the platform, Albert saw Nia waving at him.
"Nia has become a lady." Albert smiled and complimented his sister.
"I've always been a lady," Nia complained dissatisfiedly.
"Where's Tom?" Albert asked.
"It's temporarily provided by your grandpa Luke." Herb reached out to take Albert's luggage and explained casually: "You know, we're going to France for a summer vacation, and we don't have time to take care of it, your owl. Also temporarily in foster care with Grandpa Luke."
"Oh my God, I have to write to Grandma Sansa to tell her not to feed Tom too much food." Albert couldn't help but put his hand on his cheek, he seemed to foresee himself again When I saw Tom, he had been fed a fat cat.
"There's nothing wrong with a fat cat," Daisy comforted. "I think it's cute"