Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 427: Recipe for the Philosopher’s Stone

Isobel didn't care too much about Albert's plans to sell the 2.0 formula of the redness remover. She didn't really care about the issue of Garen.

In the beginning, when I gave up being Wild Smith's heir, I already gave up a lot of wealth.

"When will you release the 3.0 redness remover." Isobel has always wanted to complain about this name, Albert's naming level is really average, and most of the things he makes are named this way.

"Not yet."

"Not yet?"

Based on what she knew about Albert, she did not think that Albert would easily give up the redness and swelling remover. Only earning 500 Galleons was undoubtedly a loss-making business, and Albert was never a person who liked to suffer losses. people.

"There will be version 3.0 of the redness remover in the future." Albert said without hesitation.

"As I guessed." Isobel leaned over and kissed Albert on the cheek, walking towards the door of the Room of Requirement with the bag that had been packed.

"It's time for me to go, call me if you need it."

"I will."

Albert took a pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at the time. After Isobel left, he took out the time-changer and set the time back an hour.

After leaving the Room of Requirement, Albert walked directly towards the hall, Lee Jordan was already eating, his mouth was full of beef, he greeted Albert inarticulately, and continued to bury his head again eat.

"Where are Fred and George?"

Albert served himself a large bowl of goulash and sat down on the chair next to Lee Jordan.

"The Gryffindor team has a Quidditch practice today." Lee Jordan swallowed his food and said sympathetically, looking overhead. "They're not very lucky."

Albert knows what the other side's bad luck means. It's been a continuous rainy day recently, and it's still raining on the ceiling of the hall. Quidditch training on a rainy day is undoubtedly very hard.

"Well, it's hard work."

Albert responded, stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth, and ate it silently.

"I'm going to the library, see you later." Lee Jordan hurried off after dinner.

He didn't go to the library because he wanted to study hard, but because his homework for the week had not been done. If he didn't work hard to do his homework now, the trip to Hogsmeade in mid-February would only be Can stay at school and do homework.

The Weasley brothers are in a similar situation. Because of Wood's special training with the devil, they have also accumulated a lot of homework. I'm afraid they won't have time to go to Hogsmeade next time.

What a pity.

Not joining the Quidditch team was the right choice.

Just after dinner, Albert happened to meet the Gryffindor team who had just returned from training to the castle as he passed through the foyer.

George is in a bit of a miserable condition, filthy as if he had just been fished out of the mud, and if Filch were here, I'm afraid they'd be happy to charge them with defilement of the castle.

"Falled off the broom?" Albert asked jokingly.

"How do you know I fell off my broom."

Albert was speechless. Did you really fall off the broom?

"Down on purpose?"

"No." George lowered his voice deliberately, as if to say a very scary thing, "I heard Wood say that Snape was going to be the referee, and accidentally fell off the broom."

"That's really bad news."

Albert had no idea Snape was the referee, he took his wand out of his pocket and helped George clear most of the mud from his body.

"He'll definitely find an excuse to deduct points from Gryffindor!"

Not only George, but everyone else's face is not very good-looking.

"This is very unfair. I really don't know what Professor McGonagall thinks. Does she really believe that Snape can preside over the game fairly?" Fred couldn't help complaining.

It's better to expect Snape to be fair than to expect Snape to hand out candy on Halloween.

"Any good advice?" Wood asked Albert.

"How about adding some laxatives to the food, so that the old bat can't play the game that day." Albert's face showed a malicious smile.

"That's a good idea." Fred and George almost agreed. In fact, the rest of the team, except Wood, agreed with Albert's plan.

"Stop it," Wood interrupted.

"I think you should end the game as soon as possible so that Snape doesn't have much time to favor the Hufflepuffs." Albert reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder. "You need to cheer."

"I want to catch the Snitch as soon as possible," Harry said helplessly. "It's just that the Snitch is not that easy to catch."

"Okay, don't think too much. Today's dinner is very rich, with potatoes and beef stew. If you go late, there will be only potatoes left." Albert casually comforted a few words and prepared to go back to the public rest. Went to the room, I was too full to eat tonight, too lazy to do other things.

"Let's go to dinner first!"

Wood used a drying spell to dry the water off everyone and went straight to the lobby, they didn't want to miss dinner.

On the way back to the common room ~IndoMTL.com~ Albert ran into Hermione, or that Miss Granger was waiting for him there on purpose.

"You want to ask about that old parchment?"

Albert had already guessed what the other party wanted to say when he saw Hermione appear.

Hermione's thoughts were seen through, and she nodded slightly embarrassed.

"I have already translated it, and the parchment records the manufacturing method of the Philosopher's Stone." Albert glanced at the figure in the corner, and the corner of his mouth twitched happily.

What a coincidence!

Professor Quirrell originally planned to walk away, probably after hearing Albert mentioned the Philosopher's Stone, and then changed his mind and walked towards them.

" Hermione asked in confusion, "The Philosopher's Stone, what is that? "

"You can go to the library to find the information yourself." Albert took out a pre-prepared parchment from the deformed lizard's belt and handed it to Hermione.

"Thank you."

Hermione took the parchment, flipped through it hastily, and went straight to the library to find information on the Philosopher's Stone.

Professor Quirrell, who had eavesdropped on their conversation, also left in a hurry.

The formula of the Philosopher's Stone was a strong temptation for Quirrell, who had an idea for the Philosopher's Stone.

Of course Quirrell knew the value of the Philosopher's Stone, and he knew that the Philosopher's Stone couldn't be easily made by himself, but everything needed a little hope, and he didn't mind taking the time to try it.

So, when Albert met Hermione again, she had forgotten about the Philosopher's Stone, and the parchment that recorded the Philosopher's Stone formula had disappeared.

There is no doubt that Quirrell quietly took the recipe for the Philosopher's Stone from Hermione, and cast an oblivion spell to make Hermione forget about the Philosopher's Stone recipe.