Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 207: Well, it’s really magical
"Hey, Albert, come down!" Charlie looked up at the dark shadows flying up and down over the field, feeling both relieved and helpless. When he turned his head to look at Fred and George next to him, the two immediately turned their heads in other directions and did not look at Charlie, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with them.
"He's down." Angelina said suddenly.
In everyone's sight, Albert was falling at an extremely fast speed, which was astonishingly fast, as if he jumped directly from the plane without a parachute. In the blink of an eye, he was about to make intimate contact with the ground.
"Ah!"
"He's about to hit the ground."
In the chaos, it was unknown who was screaming, and some people even closed their eyes in horror, not to see the tragic state of Albert falling to the ground.
However, Albert stopped his dive just a few feet from the ground and rose again. The momentum brought by the dive, mixed with the strong wind, sent everyone's hair flying.
The next moment, exclamations and applause sounded at the same time.
"My God, how did he do it." Arya turned pale, the Weasley twins cheering loudly next to her, and Cormac McLaggen, who was also on the bench, clenched his fists.
Whether the players are willing to admit it or not, Albert's flying skills are indeed far superior to most people. His risky move just now, even Charlie didn't dare to try it, will definitely hit the ground directly. However, Albert succeeded, and such an adventure seemed to him just an exciting game.
A few seconds later, Albert slowly descended again. After landing on his feet, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the wonderful experience of flying at high speed on a broom just now. Sweeping the six stars is even better than he expected. With just a touch, the broom will turn as he wishes.
Admittedly, the broom itself is still flawed, but Albert is still happy with the six-star sweep.
"I felt like my heart was about to stop for a few beats when I dived just now." Angelina said with a smile.
"Flying great." Charlie raised his fist and lightly tapped Albert's shoulder, put his arm around his neck, and said with a smile, "It's rare to come to the Quidditch pitch once, so don't even think about it. Slip away like this!"
After a happy day of flying, Albert returned to the Gryffindor lounge with everyone after training. They entered the lounge and found people buzzing about something, their faces full of excitement. color.
"What happened?" Albert asked Lee Jordan. This guy is sitting by the fireplace playing wizard cards with Shanna.
"First Hogsmeade weekend." Lee Jordan winked at the trio, pointing to the notice on the notice board. "In early November."
A trip to Hogsmeade!
The three of them smiled knowingly. Hogsmeade was nothing to the three of them. As long as they wanted, they could go to Hogsmeade at any time through the secret passage.
"It's not about us, is it?" Fred shrugged with a smile. The three returned to the dormitory, took a nice hot shower, and when they returned to the common room, George got a mouse from nowhere.
"Where did you get the mouse?" Albert asked suspiciously, looking at the mouse in George's hands.
"Guess what?" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of George's mouth.
"Percy's pet?" Albert reached out and took out a biscuit from his pocket, opened the wrapper, and handed the biscuit to the mouse.
Banban really ate happily, no wonder, after all, he is a person, even if he has been turned into a mouse, he still wants to eat some decent food.
"This mouse has suffered a lot." Albert's mouth made a tsk tsk, and he swept his paws, where a toe was missing, "The lifespan should not be too long, the average lifespan of a rat is 3 , 4 years is a long time, it's very old, I kind of doubt it will survive next summer."
"Well, are we going there?" Fred whispered, not paying attention to the mouse's longevity. "It's best to get that done before Percy finds out."
"Alright." Albert took out his wand and waved it, and the biscuit package turned into a long and thin cage. Albert put the mouse in it, and left some biscuit in it before putting it in the bag. .
The four hurried out of the Gryffindor common room and headed to the Room of Requirement.
"No problem, no one." Albert glanced at the Marauder's map, looking at Peter Pettigrew's name on it, and couldn't help evoking a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.
Because Albert finds out that there are new quests on the quest panel, which is a delight!
However, Albert did not rush to see those panel tasks, but entered the Room of Requirement, which turned into an empty room with only four walls and a door, with torches burning on the walls.
"Alright, let's get started!"
Albert motioned for everyone to put on the earmuffs, and then took Scabbers out of the bag.
"Why don't you bring it?" Albert looked at Lee Jordan suspiciously.
"Mandrakes are still underage, so at most they will fall into a coma?" Li Jordan didn't pay much attention to this matter. "And, aren't you also wearing it?"
"I'll plug my ears." Albert removed the earplugs.
"If I pass out, remember to take me to the school hospital." Lee Jordan seems to be planning to test the power of the mandrake's cries for himself.
The three looked at each other.
Albert is no longer reluctant. The mandrake grass will fully mature, and it will take at least a few months. The lethality of crying is not very strong.
When everyone was ready, Albert also put on earplugs and took out the magic item that stored the cry of the mandrake from his pocket~IndoMTL.com~ raised his hand towards everyone, and did a comparison Three, two, one gesture, and then pressing the switch to open the container, a piercing sound immediately sounded in the room.
The shrill voice was amplified countless times by the loud voice, and even Albert could vaguely hear the voice, but he didn't feel like he fainted.
Lee Jordan frowned slightly, covering his ears with his hands to resist the cries of the Mandrakes, feeling a little dizzy but not passing out.
However, the hapless Scabber fainted, perhaps because the cry was too loud.
The next second, the cry of the mandrake disappeared from the room.
Albert indicated that everyone could take off the earmuffs, looked at Lee Jordan and asked, "How's it going?"
"It seems to have some effect, I feel dizzy." Lee Jordan said.
"The cry of the mandrake can be deadly, and it should be related to some kind of spell contained in the sound. However, after I recorded the cry and played it again, it means that the power of the spell was destroyed. Substantially weakened," Albert explained.
The principle is the same as the basilisk's direct vision. The snake's eyes can kill people, but after the snake's eyes are refracted through a mirror, the power will be weakened, and it can only turn people into stone. The cry of the mandrake can indeed kill people, but it is immature, and its power itself is not strong enough. Moreover, it has been severely weakened. The lack of power is not incomprehensible.
The cries of the mandrakes are indeed a spell, and have nothing to do with infrasounds. This is a relatively normal thing.
"Come on, we'd better send this poor mouse back before Percy finds it." Albert didn't want unpleasant things to happen to the three brothers.
Speaking of which, Banban's essence is still a wizard, and using it to do this experiment is a bad decision in itself.