Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 170: Something weird

After entering the train, Albert walks down the corridor, looking for an empty carriage. Along the way, I haven't seen my roommate at Hogwarts for a while.

"Probably not here yet." Albert thought, preparing to find an empty carriage.

Just as he opened the door and was about to enter the car, he heard someone calling his name next door. Albert looked up and saw Lee Jordan waving at him.

"Albert, this way." Lee Jordan walked over and greeted Albert with a smile, "How was your summer vacation?"

"Very good, my family and I went on vacation to the beaches of France." Albert closed the door of the carriage again, pulled his luggage and followed Lee Jordan to his carriage.

"Who was that guy who was talking to you just now?" Lee Jordan asked curiously as he opened the car door, apparently seeing the confrontation between Albert and Hettock through the window.

"The man seems to be called Hertok Dagworth." Albert briefly talked about his experience in France, and the fact that he was sent a warning letter by the Ministry of Magic after returning to his country.

"Another misstep at the Ministry of Magic?"

Lee Jordan expressed sympathy for what happened to Albert, and expressed concern and annoyance at the unreliable traces of the Ministry of Magic. The family also lived in the Muggle community, and God knows that one day he will be inexplicably blamed.

"That's the way the Ministry of Magic is. I never expected it to be reliable." Albert's tone was full of contempt for the Ministry of Magic, and he pushed his luggage into the carriage.

Lee Jordan is about to grab a hand and help Albert put his luggage on the luggage rack.

"No need, I'll do it myself!" Albert took out his wand and waved at his luggage. All the luggage floated up and was placed on the luggage rack by him. .

"Amazing." Lee Jordan gave a thumbs up and continued, "Herto...he asked you for something?"

"Well, he came to find my membership card that I wanted to pick up." Albert said with a strange expression, "but he doesn't seem to be going to help me with the trouble."

"That guy's face is really thick." Lee Jordan was annoyed, "You didn't give him anything, did you?"

"No, I simply refused." Albert shook his head. "I just told him to go to the Ministry of Magic to help me with this, and return it to him."

"Did he agree?"

"No, I still want to use magic to get it back." Albert couldn't help sneering, "Unfortunately, that thing is not on me for the time being."

"What a... bastard, irresponsible bastard." Lee Jordan looked down on Hetock's behavior, looked at Albert and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I think that Dagworth will help me with this." Albert shook his wand confidently, and changed the subject: "It was a big mistake to go to France without a wand, That's why it's unfortunate to encounter this kind of shit."

Lee Jordan forced a smile. He couldn't understand Albert's thinking pattern. However, seeing that the other party is confident that he can solve this matter, he is also very happy for Albert.

The rest of the time, both of them chatted about what happened during the summer vacation.

As the departure time of the train draws nearer, the smoky platform becomes more lively, and students dragging their bulky luggage to say goodbye to their families can be seen everywhere.

Around 10:30, Fred, George and his family finally appeared on the platform.

Albert and Lee Jordan were seen saying their final goodbyes to their families through the car window.

"I'll go find them."

Lee Jordan threw a multi-flavored bean in his mouth, opened the door of the car and walked out, ready to show the two of them before they had to spend time trying to find their location.

A moment later, the sound of footsteps approached, and Albert in the carriage could vaguely hear Lee Jordan's exclamation.

"Wow! You all bought broomsticks."

"Sweeping Seven Star 5." Fred grinned happily, "Charlie managed to convince Mom to buy us a broom."

"Actually, we want to sweep Seven Star No. 6. Unfortunately, the price of a new broom is more expensive..." George was a little confused.

Buying two broomsticks at one time is still a struggle for the Weasleys.

Overall, George and Fred are very happy to get their own broomsticks.

Albert opened the door and walked out. Looking at the twins who were pushing their luggage towards him, he said, "Congratulations."

"Albert, what model broom did you buy?" Fred asked curiously. He thought that Albert would probably buy the best broom.

"I didn't buy a broom." Albert's answer surprised everyone.

"Didn't buy it?" Fred repeated in disbelief.

"Yes, I didn't buy it." Albert shrugged.

"What about the competition?"

"Not necessarily a Gryffindor draft, and, you know, I'm so busy in the academy that I don't necessarily have time to play."

Not only Fred and George, but also Lee Jordan's eyes widened and his mouth opened. Everyone wants to be in Gryffindor, and you're good, but you don't want to be in the team.

Albert sighed and reminded, "The most important thing is that if we all join the team, it's too hateful, and once we lose the game, Charlie will immediately be the object of everyone's blame. I used to I mentioned it to you."

All three were silent.

Although reluctant to admit it, Albert's considerations are not without merit.

"Okay, don't crowd here." Albert motioned them not to block the passage, making it difficult for others to pass.

"Charlie will definitely be disappointed." George muttered, dropped his luggage and walked away, presumably to find Charlie.

"Sorry, wait a moment." Albert said to the girl, waved his wand, and let both Fred and George's luggage fly into the carriage.

"Your magic is getting better and better." Fred forced a smile. "This will save us a lot of luggage."

Shortly after the group entered the carriage, Charlie hurried over. He sat down next to George and asked, "Don't you want to be on the team?"

"I'm not sure if I have extra time to practice Quidditch." Albert explained casually, "You know, I've joined Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club. By the way, this time The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is probably someone I know too..."

"Who? Who is the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor this time?"

"Rowena Smith," said Albert, "is a very powerful wizard. I have been in correspondence with Rowena throughout the summer, and if possible, I would like to take the opportunity to learn from him. stuff."

Charlie was silent for a long time, he knew the excuse that Albert helped him find, but he still said, "If the team can't find the right player, then I hope you can join."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Albert hesitated, nodded in agreement.

"However, your broom problem?" Charlie frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, I have Galleons, and if I really need them, I'll pay to order a broom from the Quidditch boutique," Albert reassured.

Just, why does this sentence sound like a strong local tyrant?

"Well, that's good." Charlie sighed and suggested: "You can consider sweeping the seven-star series, the price is very affordable, now the mainstream of this series is sweeping No. 6, which is faster than No. 5, suitable for Seekers use."

Charlie left, looking a little depressed.

George had already told him what Albert said.

The other party quits automatically, just because he doesn't want to put too much pressure on him.

What a nice guy!

"Charlie's ambition is very big. He hopes to win a Quidditch trophy." George looked at the closed compartment door and said to Albert, "As long as he can win, no one dares to say anything more." /

"This time, several new players have been added to the team, and the probability of winning..." Before Albert could finish his words, Fred, who rushed over, covered his mouth.

"Shut up, you should say we're going to win." George said sternly, a little afraid of Albert's broken mouth.

In order to avoid Albert saying something ominous, Fred changed the subject, "By the way, what is the rubber duck you sent for the summer vacation?"

"Oh, that, a little toy to play with in the bath." Albert explained with a smile. "Muggles usually put it in the water of the bath."

Fred and George couldn't help but stare at the words~IndoMTL.com~ They decided they shouldn't tell their father about it.

"What's the little yellow duck?" Li Jordan asked curiously.

"Albert gave us a gift, saying it was a toy bought in a foreign country." Fred explained.

"Cough cough." George coughed hard, changing the subject stiffly, "By the way, has your matter been resolved?"

"No, the Ministry of Magic's Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic did not reply to my letter." Albert co-operated in changing the subject, "I guess they threw the letter in the trash after they received it."

"Probably not?" Fred and George said in unison.

"Why do you think they threw your letter in the trash?" Lee Jordan felt that Albert would not aim at nothing, there must be some reason or evidence to say so.

Albert talked about how Hetok planned to give himself 20 Galleons as a thank you gift.

"You didn't tell me about it just now." Lee Jordan couldn't help complaining.

"I just said it briefly, but I will say it again anyway."

"You actually refused?" Fred and George envied Albert's luck, "That's twenty Galleons!"

"Why haven't you thought about it?" Albert looked at Fred and George who were still distressed for twenty Galleons with a speechless expression, and couldn't help reminding him, "Why is the other party willing to spend twenty Galleons? Gallen, but you don't want to go to the Ministry of Magic to help me with that?"

"I think Albert is right. It doesn't take much effort, and it's a bit odd that the other party is willing to spend twenty Galleons to settle the matter." Lee Jordan thought. It makes sense to think of Albert's words, "Twenty Galleons is not much, but less is definitely not too much!"