Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 383: Toxic

October, when the weather cleared, Albert left Fred, George and Lee Jordan, who were engrossed in their homework, and took his Tom out for a walk.

Some people say that walking the cat is not a good choice, but Albert has slipped by the cat several times, and Tom will follow him closely when he goes out with him, and if he runs around, he will be flying Come and curse to recall.

After being recalled by the Flying Curse a few times, Tom knew that he couldn't run around.

As one person and one cat passed the fourth floor, they encountered Professor Quirrell.

The face of this Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is far less good-looking than when he first came to Hogwarts. Maybe it is because of being possessed by Voldemort, or because he was unable to steal the Philosopher's Stone, he was tortured by Voldemort.

"Good morning, sir."

"Good morning."

The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's dry response.

"It's such a professor, I have a question about female ghosts." Albert didn't wait for Professor Quirrell to refuse, and quickly talked about the female ghost choir at the first-year Halloween banquet.

Professor Quirrell opened his mouth. He really doesn't want to meet Albert now. Every time he meets Albert halfway, as long as he is not in a hurry, the other party will ask questions that seem strange, but You have to admit, this is a very high-level question.

"The voices of the female ghosts are deadly because of the curse in their screams. I think that's where the choir started. As for the other reasons, I don't have any clues yet." Quirrell said Very slow, hesitant, "I'll tell you when I find out the reason!"

With that, Professor Quirrell slipped away, for fear that Albert would come up with another weird question.

Watching Professor Quirrell's retreating back, Albert picked up Tom and scratched its chin, muttering softly, "Tom, you're really weak!"

Maybe, Principal Dumbledore had the professors set up the mechanism to protect the Philosopher's Stone. Maybe Quirrell himself was still waiting for the best time to avoid being taken away by the professors in the school. Find.

Anyway, Quirrell is still lurking, and his efficiency is horribly low.

Of course, it's also possible to think that students from Ravenclaw are more cautious!

If Quirrell was a student of Gryffindor House, he would probably have been reckless in the past. How could there be so much spare time to slowly inquire about information, one by one to figure out what the professors are setting up? .

Although the efficiency is low, it is undeniable that Quirrell did a good job. In the end, he passed the mechanism arranged by the professors smoothly, but he did not find out how to crack the mechanism arranged by Dumbledore.

If Harry hadn't happened to show up, Albert even suspected Quirrell would never have been able to retrieve the Philosopher's Stone from the Mirror.

Well, that's right, Albert thinks there is a possibility that Harry Potter will face Voldemort, and it is very likely that Headmaster Dumbledore has set up a game.

On the way, Albert encountered another small setback.

Tom and Mrs Norris meet, one fat and one thin, in stark contrast.

As soon as the two cats met, they looked at each other and bared their teeth in protest. Albert thought they would fight, and when he was about to take his cat away, he saw his Tom raised his paw and waved at Mrs. Norris. After being dodged by Mrs. Norris, Tom quickly ran to Albert's feet, looking like I had a backer.

"Okay, let's go."

This scene made Albert want to laugh. He took out the small dried fish from his pocket, put it in front of Mrs. Norris, and left with his Tom.

I don't know if I have exercised recently. Tom's physical fitness has become much better than before. At least when he went downstairs, he was not tired and lay on the ground.

On the way, there were still a lot of girls who wanted to touch Tom, but he refused all of them. The guy was still complaining that Albert gave his little fish to other cats.

Albert took Tom out of the castle, towards Hagrid's cabin.

He didn't let Tom toss in the surrounding grass. It rained yesterday and the soil on the ground was very dirty. If Tom got himself dirty, Albert would need to take the time to bathe him and give him a bath. Bathing a cat is a physical task, even if it is a cat that bathes regularly.

Tom was floated in mid-air by Albert's Levitation Charm, and he was used to the feeling of floating in mid-air. He wasn't as flustered as the first time. He kept paddling his feet off the ground, as if he was on a space walk. .

Albert raised his hand and knocked on Hagrid's wooden door. After a while, there was a scratching sound inside the door, and Fang was scratching the door inside.

A moment later, the door opened, and Hagrid wore his apron and hummed a tune, as if preparing lunch.

Tom was startled by Hagrid and meowed.

"Your cat?" Hagrid glanced at Tom and made way for the door to let Albert in.

"It's really fat."

"Yeah, Tom is indeed a little fat. I've been trying to lose weight recently." Albert put Tom on the table, Fang tooth came over curiously, put his paws on the table, and stretched his head towards Tom There was a strong sniff, but Tom was startled and ran to squat beside Albert.

"Hagrid, what are you doing?" Albert asked, looking at Hagrid who was stirring the spoon.

"Mushroom soup, would you like some, fresh mushrooms are delicious." Hagrid said excitedly.

"Fresh mushrooms?" After Albert fed Fang some dog food, he came to Hagrid's side, looked at the mushroom soup in the pot, and looked around, and his eyes fell on someone in the corner. in a basket.

"Where did you get the mushrooms, did you buy them?" Albert asked casually, walking towards the basket.

"Bought? No, no, there will always be a lot of delicious mushrooms in the forbidden forest on rainy days. I went into the forest in the morning, and I just picked up some and came back."

"Can I eat?"

"Of course you can." Hagrid raised his finger and pointed to the strange-looking mushroom that looked a bit like an animal's brain. "It grows when it rains. Would you like to stay and **** craft later?"

Albert raised his eyebrows, looking a bit like a deer flower fungus?

If it is deer flower mushroom, it must be cooked and eaten, raw food will cause poisoning.

Albert was quick to doubt what Hagrid said was edible, though.

"Hagrid, I have to remind you that according to common sense, most brightly colored mushrooms are highly poisonous." Albert saw a bright red mushroom with unique white spots on it. It looks like a cute red mushroom from a fairy tale or a cartoon.

Well, poisonous... mushrooms.

"You said this, I call it the Drunken Mushroom. It's a good thing. It will make you feel a little drunk if you eat a small amount, like drinking too much alcohol." Hagrid said casually, obviously he had already eaten it.

Albert recalled it carefully, as if he had seen similar records.

Well, a poisonous mushroom, which can be used in small amounts to make potions, and if used directly, is likely to cause hallucinations and drive you insane.

Albert looked in the basket again, and felt that most of the mushrooms Hagrid brought back from the Forbidden Forest were poisonous. Perhaps Hagrid's own anti-toxicity was stronger, but if Albert ate a little of it, it would be poisonous. Mushroom soup, and may need to be carried sideways into the school hospital later.

"Hagrid, I have to remind you..." Albert was about to speak when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

He walks over to open the door. It's Harry and Ron.

The two looked at Albert who opened the door in surprise.

"Harry, Ron, do you want to eat with me at noon, try the mushroom soup I just made." Hagrid turned his head to look at the person who came, and greeted with a smile.

"Mushroom Bisque?"

The eyes of the two were attracted by the cat on the table and the dog lying beside the table. After hearing Hagrid's words, they were stunned for a moment.

"Albert, you really have to order some, these mushrooms are really delicious." Hagrid scooped himself a large spoonful and placed it in the bowl, the thick mushroom scent permeating the room.

"It smells delicious," said Ron.

"Give me a little~IndoMTL.com~ Harry walked over and looked at the mushroom bisque that looked pretty good.

Abbot's mouth twitched, it would be a joke if the famous Harry Potter ate poisonous mushrooms and died.

“How about you?”

Hagrid served Harry another bowl.

A hand on Harry's shoulder stops him before he starts eating.

"Weasley, if you don't want to be poisoned, you'd better not touch that thing," Albert reminded.

Ron shuddered with fright and nearly dropped the wooden spoon in his hand.

"Don't talk nonsense, why am I fine after eating?" Hagrid froze, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, smashed it twice, and looked at Albert in confusion.

"You're fine, it doesn't mean that others are fine." Albert shook his head and said, "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go and see the mushrooms Hagrid picked from the Forbidden Forest, 80% of which are poisonous mushrooms. ."

Harry looked at Albert suspiciously, he felt that the other party should not be talking nonsense, and there was no need for that.

"Really?"

Ron looked at Harry in confusion, then at Albert, and walked towards the basket. Of course, he couldn't actually tell which mushrooms were poisonous.

"As long as it's a brightly colored mushroom, it's usually poisonous," Albert cautioned.

"Ron's expression is really bad."

"Really?" Hagrid asked suspiciously. "Those mushrooms are delicious. He's already eaten half a bowl, and nothing has happened."

"If you don't believe it, eat it." Albert shrugged, indicating that he had said everything he had to say, and if he didn't believe it, he couldn't help it.

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