Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 177: A bunch of things

By the end of the class, everyone was covered in mud, with exhausted faces, as if they had just done hard labor. By the time they returned to the castle to take a shower, changed into their robes, and hurried off to the Transfiguration class, the Gryffindor students were all late.

Professor McGonagall's face is not good-looking. After listening to the explanation, her face is better, but she still deducts five points from the Gryffindor students.

In Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall asks everyone to review an important point from last semester, they need to turn a beetle into a button.

Compared to last semester's end-of-term exam, which turned mice into ashtrays, it wasn't that hard. However, most of the students can't do it. Maybe, after a summer vacation, this part of the knowledge has also gone out for the summer vacation, and it has not returned to their heads.

Lee Jordan's beetle ran around the table, accidentally fell to the ground, and was trampled by Albert, so he had to ask for another one. Professor McGonagall was not very happy.

Albert was again the most laid-back student on the Transfiguration Spell, and Professor McGonagall gave him five points for easily turning a beetle into a delicate silver buckle.

"I don't want you to give me back what you learned last semester just after your summer vacation." Professor McGonagall stared sternly at Fred and warned, "Mr. Weasley, if you Continue torturing that poor beetle, and I'll put you in confinement."

"Professor, we can't use magic during the summer."

"I didn't expect you to come up with better insights, Miss Ford." The poor Gryffindor girl had folded her neck before Professor McGonagall's stern gaze swept over, "I hope you take the time to be good. Review it so you don't lose track of the rest of the course."

"You should be aware that transfiguration is difficult, and if you want to get good grades in this area, you'd better put more effort into it."

"Got it." Everyone said in unison.

As for how much they know, it is unknown.

Professor McGonagall stops Albert before get out of class ends, telling him that there is a Transfiguration Club party at night.

Of course, as Albert expected, Katrina McDougall was also invited to the Transfiguration Club, one of the few students in the same class who was gifted in Transfiguration.

"If you don't know the exact location of Room 21, you can ask Mr. Anderson," Professor McGonagall told Katrina.

"Congratulations," Albert said to Katrina after Professor McGonagall left.

"Unexpectedly, isn't it?" Katrina raised her chin and asked, "I'm ready, when are you free, continue our bet from last semester."

"Don't you need to prepare again?"

"Don't you forget, or, do you want to... play tricks?" Katrina looked at Albert with a scrutiny, trying to determine whether Albert was playing tricks on herself.

"Oh, of course not. It's just that I've been a little busy recently. How about finding a weekend?" Albert said after a brief consideration, "I need to prepare, the ten questions are a bit difficult for me."

"You think I'll believe it?" Katrina said in a **** tone, "Albert Anderson is rumored to be a liar, five out of ten sentences are false, three are nonsense, Two sentences are true."

"Who said that." Albert said dissatisfied, "I am an honest person, yet people would call me a liar."

"Who knows." Katrina brought back the topic and said to Albert, "Remember to prepare ten Galleons, so don't you say you don't have Galleons?"

"Don't worry, I'm definitely richer than you." Albert smiled. "By the way, do you know where the Transfiguration Club meets?"

"I know."

"Do you know the conventions of the Transfiguration Club?" Albert added.

"What convention?"

"Use the Transfiguration Spell to transform yourself into a chair." Albert reminded kindly, "If you have time, remember to take time to practice. Don't be unable to transform a chair, but it will become a joke."

"It's simple." Katrina raised her eyebrows, apparently not quite sure about it.

"That's it, if you don't understand, you can ask Isobel, she is also a member of the Transfiguration Club." Albert finished and was about to leave.

"Of course I know that Isobel is still a member of the Spell Club." Katrina asked in confusion. "By the way, Professor Flitwick didn't invite you to join his Spell Club?"

"Not yet."

"That's weird," Katrina muttered. In fact, Katrina has already received an invitation from Professor Flitwick.

To a certain extent, Katrina is also a genius, but only a weakened version of Isobel, the hapless sister still can't escape the brilliance of the genius sister.

"Maybe..." Albert suddenly said, "...We haven't taken a spell class yet."

"You... hum, of course I know." Katrina snorted in dissatisfaction, turned and left.

Looking at Katrina's back, Albert shook his head, immediately quickened his pace, and headed to the auditorium to meet his roommates and have lunch together.

When Albert entered the auditorium, Fred and George had no idea what they were discussing, and Lee Jordan handed over a piece of parchment.

"For me?" Albert reached out and took the note that Lee Jordan handed to him, and asked suspiciously, "Who gave it to me."

"The other party said it was Headmaster Dumbledore." Lee Jordan was also curious about what the Headmaster did to Albert's note.

"Principal?" Albert opened the note and glanced at the contents.

Dear Albert:

Hope to invite you to the principal's office tonight at 7pm for a cup of tea.

You are faithful

Albus Dumbledore

Again: I love mead.

"What did Dumbledore want you to do?" Fred asked suspiciously.

"Have tea." Albert handed the note to Fred.

"Drinking tea?" After the three of them came over to read it, they were all dumbfounded. They didn't understand why the principal wanted Albert to drink tea?

"Very strange?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"It doesn't seem strange to you," George said.

Last semester, Professor Broad often invited Albert to the office to drink tea, play chess and chat.

"However, what's going on today, how come everything has come together." Albert could naturally guess what Dumbledore was looking for from him.

Speaking of which, is Hetok Dagworth going to get the Gold Card back from himself through Dumbledore?

Albert finds this interesting, and doesn't think Headmaster Dumbledore will let him hand over his gold card.

At least, Albert's first impression of Dumbledore wasn't bad.

"What about the Quidditch player selection?" Fred asked suddenly.

"I can only say sorry to Charlie." Albert looked helpless and depressed, "The Transfiguration Club is also gathering at this time, why is everything crowded together."

"You've worked hard enough!" Lee Jordan looked at Albert with sympathy, and when he saw the other person get up, he asked in confusion, "What are you going to do?"

"Find someone to give Professor McGonagall a message." Albert said and walked to Ravenclaw's table, came to Katrina's side, and told her about it.

Katrina looked at Albert with weird eyes and muttered, "You're really unreliable?"

"You're the first to say I'm unreliable." Albert spread his hands and said, "If you don't know where Classroom 21 is, I'll take you there after lunch."

"Okay!" Katrina really didn't know. When she said she knew, she actually meant that Isobel knew, but she did not refuse Albert to lead her way.

When Albert returned to the Gryffindor table, he saw Fred talking to Charlie about himself.

"Headmaster Dumbledore asked you for tea?" Charlie asked with a messy expression.

"Sorry Charlie, I have too many things to do." Albert looked apologetically, "I might also join Professor Flitwick's Charms Club, so I'm sorry about Quidditch, Also, I think you're the Seeker for Gryffindor."

Charlie was stunned for a moment and forced a smile. He understood Albert's implication and sighed helplessly, "Okay, I see, I'll keep the alternate Seeker spot for you. ."

With that, Charlie patted Albert on the shoulder, turned and walked away.

"I didn't expect you to say no." Lee Jordan looked at Albert in amazement. "I think you're a good Seeker. You fly so well."

"It can only be said that there is no way to do it." Albert spread his hands helplessly and said, "Privilege will destroy the unity of the team."

"What if the Spells Club and the Transfiguration Club meet?" Fred asked curiously.

"It's time to talk." Albert is very interested in the Spell Club because he also likes "saving trouble" magic.

"That's right, you haven't joined the Charms Club anyway." George mumbled, "By the way, is there such a club at Hogwarts?"

"Yes." Albert nodded and said, "Actually, Hogwarts also has a wizarding card club~IndoMTL.com~ I don't know." Lee Jordan was stunned for a moment, and didn't respond for a moment. come over.

"Stupid, just the four of us." Fred couldn't help covering his face.

"I don't remember when I joined," Lee Jordan said.

"Don't you want to? That's fine." Albert asked, pretending to be astonished.

"Who said I didn't want to, when did we start this club?" Lee Jordan muttered.

"Just now."

"Just now?"

"That's right, just now." Fred looked like you didn't know.

"Just now." George nodded in agreement

"What class is in the afternoon?" Lee Jordan quickly changed the subject.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," George said immediately, "don't change the subject."

"Another section on the history of magic," Fred added, "Hopefully the new professor is as interesting as Professor Broad was last term.

"I remember fighting Boggart?" Lee Jordan continued.

"Battle, don't you think this word is very inappropriate?" Albert shook his head and said, "At most, let us know how to drive Boggart, rather than be scared away or stunned by it." /

"You must know how to deal with Boggart, right." George said suddenly.

"Yes, it's in the book," Albert said honestly. "The spell is hilarious."

"Say, did you eat the entire Dark Forces Guide to Self-Defense?"

"You actually found out." Albert looked at George in mock surprise.

"A little more sauce, right." Lee Jordan had a look I'd known for a long time.

"Don't steal my lines." Abbott complained resentfully.

Several people couldn't help laughing when they heard the words.