Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 368: The style is wrong

After a few days at school, Albert regretted taking all the courses, and he felt that his head must have been caught by the door.

It's really annoying. Thinking about just finishing one class and having to rush to another class before I can catch my breath, it's just so frustrating to be pressed for time.

It wasn't the content of the course that caused Albert trouble. The knowledge in the textbook was not difficult for him, just think about what Muggle research is all about.

The textbook of Muggle studies is called: "Muggle Family Life and Social Habits in England". Just read the title and know what it is.

Keridi Boubaji is a pro-Muggle witch who told everyone in her first class in Muggle studies that there is no difference between wizards and Muggles.

Albert was a little skeptical that the Muggle studies professor had really known Muggles and spent more than a year in the Muggle world without using magic.

It is undeniable that Professor Keridi Boubaji is an expert in Muggle studies.

Okay!

Based on past life experience, Albert does not like the term "expert".

Why did I take all the courses?

Actually, Albert wants to get the time converter, he hopes to get the time converter through the task, or get the manufacturing method of the time converter.

Albert doesn't really care about the mystery of time. He knows that this thing is dangerous, but with this thing, there will be a lot of room for change.

Of course, the use of the time converter needs to be very careful, and Albert is very careful every time he uses it, but it is the most annoying and unbearable thing that he has to walk a long way to go to class every day.

Climbing up and down several floors in the castle all day is more exhausting than other sports, and even if you can take a shortcut, the situation is still not much better.

Albert even suspects that if Tom goes to school with him every day, he will lose weight quickly.

Well, that's a good note, but it's hard to put it into action.

He can't take a cat to class every day.

Because of taking Tom to the common room, it is now known to all Gryffindor students that the famous Albert Anderson had a very fat British Shorthair cat that he would take whenever he could. Plays with cats in the lounge with a feather.

"Albert." Quidditch captain Wood walked over, stood in front of Albert, and patted him on the shoulder in a deep voice, "Remember to participate in training on weekends."

"Wood, please let me go, I have twelve courses of homework to do now, and I don't have any spare time to play Quidditch." Albert picked up Tom and looked up at himself standing there. The Quidditch captain in front of him said helplessly.

"Just to finish my daily homework is enough."

"We can't find a suitable Seeker." Wood didn't intend to let go, picked up the cat wand and shook it and asked, "And, are you sure you don't have extra time?"

Wood doesn't believe Albert's nonsense at all.

No extra time?

I really don't have that much time, and I still have time to play with cats here every day?

"You can select players, there is still a long time before the game starts anyway, I guarantee you will be able to find a more suitable Seeker." Albert almost patted his chest and assured the other party, "I will give You predicted that there would be a young Seeker in Gryffindor this year, and trust me, you'll soon find a better player than me."

"Damn prophecy, don't you know what everyone thinks of that Professor Trelawney?" Wood felt that Albert was completely perfunctory, and he really didn't understand why such a powerful hunter Hand is reluctant to join the team and win glory for the academy?

"If... I'm talking about next month, and you really don't have a suitable Seeker, I'm definitely not going to say no." Albert glanced at the freshman flight posted on the bulletin board in the common room The class announcement said

"Don't forget what you said." Wood raised his hand and patted Albert's shoulder, "Don't think about using other reasons to refuse."

"I feel like Wood is going to lose."

After Wood left, George, who was writing his thesis on shrinkage, whispered to Lee Jordan next to him: "Albert has never lost a bet."

"I think so too, there must be something happening that we don't know about." Fred muttered softly, they all knew that Albert didn't do anything unsure, he actually dared to bet with Wood, Surely you can win the bet.

As for who will replace Albert as Seeker for Gryffindor?

The three of them looked in a certain direction, their eyes fell on Harry who was playing wizard chess with Ron, and they began to whisper again.

"Harry Potter is the person Albert said last time."

"Are you saying that Harry Potter is really good at flying?"

"I don't know." George said hesitantly. "However, his father is really good at it. He has won several trophies for the academy, and I think Albert's words are accurate."

"The results should be available within this month."

"I have a hunch that it might not take that long." Fred muttered, looking at the bulletin board, "I said Albert, don't you have to do your homework?"

Albert touched Tom's fat belly and said with a smile: "I'm done."

"When did you finish it?" Lee Jordan asked in surprise.

Shortly after school started, the professors couldn't wait to assign them a bunch of homework, and now there are several more courses than before, and the coursework is particularly heavy.

"Yesterday."

"You actually told Wood that you didn't have time." Fred had a look of caution when I went to complain.

"I'm telling the truth." Albert nodded earnestly, "I now have twelve courses and I have more homework than you do every day."

He took a seat next to a few people, and Tom was placed on the table next to him, occupying a large seat at once. Feeling someone looking at him, Albert turned his head and asked with a smile, "Is something wrong, Miss Granger?"

Hermione quickly looked away, refocusing on her book.

"Your charm is still as amazing as ever." Fred couldn't help teasing: "If you can catch a few more snitches for our academy, it will definitely be charming."

Albert couldn't help but give Fred a roll and said casually, "She should have been looking at Tom just now. My cat always pleases girls."

"That's true." Angelina came over, reached out and touched Tom's head, and said to Albert: "I heard Wood, congratulations on joining the team, we are expected to win the championship this year. Ditch trophy, yes, Arya and Katie are also official players this year."

"How on earth did you do it?" Fred asked in surprise.

"What and how?" Angelina didn't understand Fred's words.

"This fat cat never let us touch it." There was a hint of resentment in George's tone, "I almost got caught last time."

"Because you're not a woman," muttered Lee Jordan.

"That's because you have bad intentions." Albert said, glancing at Lee Jordan. "The cat has more senses than we do, and if you have bad intentions, it will avoid you."

Of course, even though he said that, Albert doesn't really know what's going on.

"Right, there's one more thing that I almost forgot." Angelina, who was just about to leave, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Albert.

"What's the matter?"

"When will this year's Wizarding Card Competition be held, and as you said last time, the Wizarding Cards will be completely renewed this semester. When will we be able to get the new cards?

"This..." Albert was very troubled, because he was really unprepared, there was no way, there were too many things to keep him busy.

"Don't forget about this, everyone is looking forward to it." Angelina turned back to the girls' dormitory after speaking.

"Don't say you really forgot about it." Lee Jordan is still very concerned about the Wizarding Club.

"I can't use magic most of the summer." Albert muttered,

"What?"

Suddenly hearing an explosion next to them, several people turned their heads in unison to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a cloud of black smoke rising from a teacup in front of a boy whose cheeks were blackened. Come out ~IndoMTL.com~ Cool, is that the new hairstyle? "Lee Jordan looked at the freshman, got up and walked over. He also reached out and waved the teacup that was still in the black smoke of the cat, and asked the person next to him with a smile, "What were you doing just now." "

"It's like trying to turn the water in the glass into red wine." The boy sitting next to him with slightly blackened cheeks said uncertainly.

"Huh?" Fred and George also gathered around curiously and said with a smile, "By the way, how did he make the cup explode, maybe we might use this spell at some point."

"Blow up the toilet?"

"That's a good idea."

"If you let me know you blow up the toilet...ahem!" Percy waved his wand to disperse the smoke, glaring at Fred and George, and said to the boy, "You're all right, if you're hurt, Better to go to the infirmary."

“If you need a hair restorer to grow your eyebrows back, a bottle of Shixike hair restorer can easily do it.” Fred also did not forget to advertise, “Of course, you can also go to Pomfford. Mrs Ray, maybe she can help you get your eyebrows back to normal."

"Where did you get the hair restorer." Lee Jordan muttered.

"Albert's medicine cabinet has it, we can help him sell it, not to mention, we can make it ourselves without us." Fred said without hesitation.

"You're sure the hair restorer you boiled can be used." Lee Jordan hurried off.

Harry, who was playing chess next to him, was stunned, and Ron couldn't help raising his hands to cover his face. He knew that Fred and George were naughty, but he didn't expect that in school, the two of them actually looked like this.

Before they would have been troubled by Filch, it was all their fault.