Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 549: Skip class

Chapter 550 skipping class

Influenza is something that sometimes really can't be stopped.

Especially after October, the weather around Hogwarts has changed dramatically, and the temperature has dropped dramatically.

Heavy rain slapped the windows, and the grass outside was filled with chills that were visible to the naked eye. After infiltrating the castle, many professors and students suffered from influenza.

"Haha, if only I could take a picture." George looked at Albert, who was steaming hot on his head, and smiled extremely badly.

No way, this is Albert's rare dark history.

Click.

The sound of taking pictures suddenly sounded, and the three people with smoke above their heads all looked up.

I saw that Albert was holding a camera in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he took another picture of them.

"Re-pose, I decided to add this photo to the wizard card, the name is October flu." Albert took advantage of the three people's astonished expressions, and took two more photos, happily "It looks good," announced the announcement.

"You bastard."

"If you want to shoot, at least make it handsome."

Fred snatched the photo from Albert, and after whispering with the two around him for a while, he hooked his shoulders, and posed with the glass he had just finished drinking, asking Albert to give it again. They take a picture.

After drinking the pick-me-up, the ears will start to smoke for several hours.

When the four of them walked out of the school hospital, all the students in the corridor cast curious glances. Now anyone who sees this kind of smoke coming out of their heads knows that the other party has the flu and just drank the refresher.

Probably because this appearance is too shameful, so many students are reluctant to go to the school hospital for treatment after contracting the flu, which leads to more and more students being infected with the flu.

Now, as her condition worsens, Madam Pomfrey has to concoct a large amount of refresher for those students who can't handle it. Fortunately, most of these materials come from the greenhouses and medicine fields of Hogwarts, otherwise it would really cost a lot of money.

Every day, students with severe colds are forced to go to the school hospital for treatment, so students with smoke above their heads are about to become a sight at Hogwarts.

Anyway, Albert gets the flu, thanks to those two bastards, Fred and George.

When these two guys were training Quidditch in the rain, they accidentally caught the flu, and they didn't go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment in time. As a result, Albert and Lee, who were in the same dorm room, were caught on the third day. Jordan was infected.

Finally, Albert and Lee Jordan, who were exasperated, gave them a hard lesson before going to the school hospital for treatment together.

"Haha, isn't this Wood, you have a cold too?"

Looking at Wood, who also had smoke from his ears and kept running up his head, Fred and George happily leaned over and hooked up with each other, not embarrassed at all by their new look.

"Really, I'll go back to rest first. Remember to ask for leave for my Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon." Albert casually found a reason and walked towards the Room of Requirement.

"What a coincidence, I'm taking leave too." Lee Jordan wasn't going to take Defence Against the Dark Arts class with a smoking head either, and Defence Against the Dark Arts class wasn't that good either, since Lockhart became the Dark Arts. After the defense professor, the class almost became a laughing stock.

"You two remember to take time off for us!"

After greeting Fred and George, Lee Jordan left behind Albert, he had had enough of Lockhart's class, and it was rare to have such an opportunity to skip class. miss it?

"Hey, wait for us!"

Fred and George, who were chatting shoulder to shoulder with Wood, trotted to keep up. They didn't want to go to Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

In fact, some students have given up hope for Lockhart, looking forward to a more reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next semester.

Unfortunately, someone still has no self-awareness. Every day in class, he is performing a stage play for everyone. More and more students are questioning the teaching level of Lockhart, especially the fifth and seventh graders who are about to be deceived by him. student.

At this moment, there is smoke in the room of Demand, as if someone were lighting incense. By the hearth of the warm nest, Lee Jordan was adding wood to the fireplace to make the flames burn more vigorously.

"What is this?"

Lee Jordan put his head in front of Albert's note, and he quickly found that he could read every letter in the note, but when put together he couldn't read a single word.

"The Spell Note, would you like to see it?"

Albert smiled and handed Lee Jordan the notebook in his hand.

"Never mind, this thing makes my head hurt." He retracted his head and asked again casually, "What language is this?"

"French."

"You guys must be showing off on purpose," Lee Jordan muttered.

This notebook was placed in that metal box. If Nico only sent two magic glasses, naturally he didn't need to use that kind of strict protection.

There are ten notes that Nicole sent to Albert, all of which are research on spells, many of which are Nicole's own unique insights on spells.

Just...

While Nicole LeMay is indeed a great wizard, he doesn't seem to be a good teacher.

The content in these notes is very messy. Although there are a lot of great things recorded in them, they are all stuffed into Albert, which also makes him a headache. It takes a lot of time to sort out and study slowly.

In his words: Look for yourself and ask me if you don't understand.

Albert suspects that even Professor Flitwick would have difficulty poring over the notes in a few years.

But he is a man blessed with panel skills. He can sort out the contents of his notes much faster than most genius wizards, but his communication with Nico is a bit frequent.

Lately, even Isobel can't keep up.

"How's your research going?"

Fred and George are working on the blueprints for the printing press, which will be needed in the future to print wizard cards and even various types of cardboard boxes.

After all, there are only a few people in the wizarding world, and sales of goods are very limited, and it may not be realistic to order boxes in bulk.

"Maybe, get Dad to help~IndoMTL.com~ He should be good at tinkering with this kind of stuff."

In the end, both Fred and George gave up, finding that a complete overhaul of the printing press wasn't really a big project they could accomplish.

"We can try to outsource the stuff to someone else." Lee Jordan suggested after hesitation, "Don't we buy the stuff in a box too? They must know where to go and find someone to get the box."

"These things can indeed be solved by Muggles, but..."

Albert closed the note, raised his hand and waved the wizard card in his hand to remind: "If you want to make exquisite wizard cards, you will inevitably need to use magic, and Muggles can't help us in this regard. "

Also, the "secrecy law" is also a big problem. Wizards and Muggles can't have too deep intersection. It is basically impossible to cooperate with Muggles, and Muggle merchants will not accept this kind of pure loss of money. 's order.

It's still raining outside, and the four people with smoking heads are sitting by the fireplace chatting, their desire to open a store, and there is still a long way to go.

(End of this chapter)