Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 219: Coincidence and necessity

Before returning to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade, Fred and the others were unwilling to go back so obediently, so they proposed to visit Hagrid to see his new pet, Louie, but unfortunately they were killed by Hagrid simply refused. In order to prevent a few people from running around, the guard of the hunting ground personally escorted Albert and the others back to Hogwarts College.

"Don't let me see you sneaking off to Hogsmeade again, or I'll tell Professor McGonagall about it." Hagrid left this sentence and turned away.

"You said next time we go to Hogsmeade, shouldn't we put a Disillusionment Charm on ourselves." Lee Jordan muttered softly as he watched Hagrid leave.

However, Lee Jordan is a bit lacking in confidence, and he still has not mastered the more complex magic spell such as the phantom body spell. If you want to set the phantom body spell on yourself, you need to ask Albert to help.

"It seems that I need to work hard, or I will be left farther and farther by Albert." He thought so.

"That's a good idea," said George regretfully. It was a rare trip to Hogsmeade, and I came back without having a good time.

"Where are you going to put this?" Fred asked, referring to the salt he was carrying.

"House of Requirement."

"I guess so."

"I suggest you go to the kitchen now and see if you have anything to bake. We'll bake something on the fire in the common room later." Albert pulled the bucket of butterbeer from his pocket, When handing it to Fred, he reminded him, "Remember to remove the spell before opening the barrel."

"I can't break the spell." Fred took the butterbeer and shook his head. He really can't, even the simplest spell removal is still too difficult for a student who has just entered the second grade.

"Then wait for me to go back." Albert took the Marauder's map handed over by Fred, and prepared to separate from the others when he passed through the hall.

"What if there's nothing to eat in the kitchen?" Lee Jordan asked suddenly.

"Then go to the Black Lake to get a fish." Albert said without hesitation.

"What's the matter, are you going to go fishing at this time?" Fred looked at Albert in disbelief. They had just returned from Hogsmeade, their faces flushed from the cold wind.

"No, fishing is a hobby. I don't have the habit of fishing in winter. You can try using the Flying Spell." Albert noticed the weird expressions on Fred's faces, and wrinkled slightly. He raised his brows, then suddenly murmured: "Oh, I almost forgot, the British hardly eat freshwater fish."

"Aren't you British?" The three of them couldn't help but want to complain, "Or do you want to say that you actually eat freshwater fish?"

"See you later, remember to bring more food." Albert smiled and walked away.

Foreigners who can't use chopsticks rarely eat freshwater fish with many bones. Well, in fact, they can't eat, after all, knives and forks are powerless when facing fishbone.

Thinking of this, Albert shook his head helplessly. That is to say, this is the case with fewer people and more resources. If there are more people and fewer resources, even freshwater fish will not be eaten.

"Most of the students are heading to Hogsmeade at this time."

When he arrived on the eighth floor, Albert was still cautiously observing the situation on the eighth floor through the Marauder's map, and he saw a familiar name.

Professor Rowena Smith?

Albert was stunned for a moment, then muttered: "A coincidence, or... is he going to the Room of Requirement?"

Arriving at the Room of Requirement, Albert finds he can't get in and the door doesn't open?

"Is there really someone inside?" Albert looked at the entrance of the Room of Requirement and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Professor Trelawney? Or Professor Smith?"

"Last year, Professor Broad also seemed to know about the existence of the Room of Requirement... The possibility of the latter should be higher, so... What did Professor Smith do in the Room of Requirement? What secrets are there? "

What secrets does the House of Requirement hold?

"A treasure trove of Ravenclaw knowledge?" Albert felt like he might have guessed the answer.

After all, both Professor Smith and Professor Broad are from Ravenclaw, and if they discover the House of Requirement and find the secrets within, it won't be difficult to gain access to Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge.

"Password, do you want to go in?" The fat lady was already very impatient, staring at Albert angrily.

"Oh, sorry, the password is cream cake." Albert said embarrassingly, noticing the poor expression of the fat lady. After the entrance to the common room opened, he immediately got in. The rest of the lounge was full of first and second year students who could not go to Hogsmeade. They were doing homework, or talking, chatting and playing games.

Albert puts the bucket of salt back in the dorm. When he returned to the common room, he found that Fred had already returned, and also brought sausages, meat patties, potato chips and a small bottle of sliced ​​beef from the kitchen. As for he spent one Gallon to buy The shrunken cask of Butterbeer was put on the table by the fireplace.

"Look, we've got something good from the kitchen." Fred happily lifted the skewer of beef and grilled it by the fireplace.

"Skewer everything else." Albert drew his wand and waved it at the bamboo sticks, doubling the number of sticks.

George hurried to help skewer the food.

Albert waved his wand again ~IndoMTL.com~ to restore the barrel of butterbeer to its original shape, then conjured a glass and filled it all four, Shanna and Angelina, who had long been attracted by this side. Finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Where on earth did you get this vat of beer?"

"We got a little help from the robbers," Fred said mischievously, winking at Angelina.

"Barbecue and beer, you will really enjoy it!" Shanna couldn't help but sighed as she took the butter beer handed over by Albert.

"Thank you." Angelina also took the butter beer from Fred and took a sip.

"It tastes a little weird, I still prefer the taste of Coke and soda." Shanna muttered softly after taking a sip of butterbeer.

"I wasn't used to drinking it at first." Albert distributed the butter beer to Fred and raised a glass to them.

The barbecued meat and sausages in the fireplace began to exude a tempting aroma.

Unfortunately, they were not invited.

"It feels good to eat barbecue in winter." Albert picked up the roasted beef and took a bite, the house elf seasoning was a little weaker for him, "It would be better if you could skewer some vegetables. ."

"You're asking too much," George muttered.

"It would be better if the butterbeer could be heated up." Fred asked, looking at Albert, "don't you?"

"I'm not omnipotent." Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"I'll just ask." Fred said with a smile, "Maybe you really know?"

No one knows how many kinds of magic Albert has mastered, after all, in their opinion, this guy knows a lot.