Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 645: Ai God Stick

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2021-02-18 Author: Lazy Cat on the Keyboard

Chapter 646 Ai God Stick

"Why do we have to stay here doing vacation homework now?"

The next day at noon, Fred finally couldn't take it anymore. He threw the quill in his hand on the table, put his hand on his chin, turned his head and looked out of the library window, complaining in a low voice, "That bastard, Albert I stole myself."

"His vacation homework should be almost done." Lee Jordan said without looking up. "If you're done with your vacation homework, you can go out and walk around."

"You should complain to Professor Dumbledore and ask him why he didn't cancel the exams in the other courses as well." George put the quill on the table and said to Fred and Lee Jordan , "We don't have to stay in the library to do our holiday homework in such good weather."

"I think it's impossible." Fred retracted his eyes from the window, looked at the Harry trio who were whispering in a whisper, and asked curiously, "What good way have you come up with? Is it?"

"I have some clues, that is, this kind of thing can only be done once." Hermione looked up and looked around, and said in a low voice: "If the plan fails, the other party will definitely be more vigilant, and it will be even more difficult to succeed in the future."

"Tell me what you're going to do?" Lee Jordan also stopped his quill and looked up at Hermione, who had always been interested in making things happen.

Fred and George were both wondering how Hermione was going to make old Malfoy lose his house-elves.

"Send him a piece of clothing, like a pair of smelly socks." Harry took Hermione's words, substituting "him" for Lucius Malfoy.

Since being educated by Albert, Harry has also gradually developed a sense of secrecy.

"If he opened the package and saw a smelly sock inside, he would probably throw it away in anger, just make sure the house-elf was there and took the package, and he got the 'clothes' inside the package ."

"It's worth trying." Fred thought for a while and reminded: "However, wizarding families are usually very careful not to let house-elves touch their clothes. You'd better let that house-elves cooperate with your actions. And don't let the other person know there are socks in the package, then he'll definitely let the house-elf deal with that disgusting package full of garbage, get the package, take out the socks inside, and the poor house-elf will be free."

"I don't think your methods are reliable," George muttered.

"Then what do you think is more reliable?" Hermione asked rhetorically.

"Of course, let Albert speak and curse that guy for losing his house-elf." George and Fred looked at each other and said in unison, "Trust me, there is nothing more than Albert's 'curse'. Vicious."

Harry, Ron and Hermione were speechless, and it was not the first time they had heard Fred and George tease Albert's mouth.

No way, who made a lot of what he said happen.

The latest victim is the hapless Lockhart. Fred, George and Lee Jordan even wondered if Lockhart would be so unlucky if it was Albert's mouth.

"Where's the Albert?" Hermione asked.

"Eighty percent go on a date, have something to do with him?" Fred turned his head to look at Hermione, blinking mischievously. He felt that Hermione might become his admirer after being "saved" by Albert.

"I heard that he said Professor Lockhart was a..." Hermione hesitated. To be honest, she had a hard time accepting that Professor Lockhart was a liar.

"Oh, that liar!" George had long decided Lockhart was a liar.

"Alas, the truth is often so cruel." Fred spread his hands helplessly and said: "Listen to Albert, the stories Lockhart wrote are not his experiences, but stealing other people's achievements. He also used the Forgetting Charm very badly on the other party to make the other party forget these things, so that they can take those deeds as their own."

"It's hard to believe," Hermione grumbled.

"I don't think there's any need for Albert to discredit a professor!" Ron was supportive of Albert on this matter, "How clumsy Lockhart was in Defence Against the Dark Arts, I think you should It's also very clear."

"We even suspected that Professor Dumbledore might have known about those things. At that time, the Headmaster had been very calm when he heard Albert talk about it, and he didn't even want to quibble with Lockhart, you must know the expression of Professor McGonagall at that time. But it's pretty awesome."

Lockhart is described by everyone as an extremely despicable liar writer.

"He's doing his own thing right now!" Harry muttered, having no sympathy for Lockhart after hearing what Albert said about Lockhart's actions.

"I heard that Lockhart has now become a poor **** who can't even talk or walk, needs someone to take care of him every day, and can only spend the rest of his life in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries." Lee Jordan seems very Satisfied with Lockhart's fate, he also saw Madam Pomfrey personally send Lockhart away this morning.

Hermione is not stupid, of course, knowing that most of the students and professors at the school disliked Lockhart.

Last night, when Professor Dumbledore announced that Lockhart would not be able to hold the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, even the professors in their seats knew how unpopular he was in the school.

"What a poor bastard." There was a bit of schadenfreude in Fred's tone.

"I also know there will be another poor **** in the school soon!" George said mysteriously.

"Who?" Ron, who had been copying his homework, couldn't help asking.

"Kenneth Toler!" Both Fred and George laughed maliciously.

"Is that the guy who sells the amulet?" Harry had some impressions of Kenneth Toler, a black market profiteer. He spent more than ten Galleons to buy that amulet from the other party.

Last time, Malfoy was ripped off at the dueling club.

"Kenneth has been trying to make a fortune by selling amulets, and now that the attack is over, I bet all the amulets he got from the outside will be smashed." George knew that Kenneth Toller depended on He made a small fortune selling amulets.

"He still wants to make a batch with Albert." Lee Jordan remembered something and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I dare say that Albert has guessed the result since then, So he didn't agree to cooperate with him, that guy was not vigilant at all and deserved to lose money."

"No, no, he was too greedy, and he also met Albert with a bad stomach. He deserved it." Fred, George and Lee Jordan all told Kenneth Toler didn't like it much. Nor do they see anything wrong with Albert not telling Kenneth the truth.

Albert, who was unanimously considered to be full of bad water, is currently under the scrutiny from the opposite side. Isobel is very dissatisfied with Albert's behavior of risking his life.

"I've never been adventurous," Albert said solemnly. "Never do anything unprepared."

"There is a saying that the plan can't keep up with the changes." Isobel patted off Albert's secretly stretched hand and continued to teach a lesson, "That's a basilisk, you almost died, what are you doing? Do you know that when I heard you were attacked, my heart stopped beating for a few beats."

"Let me hear if your heart has really stopped," Albert put his head against Isobel's chest. "If it stopped, I can give you a CPR massage."

"Stop it!" Isobel grumbled, pushing Albert's head aside, "Gryffindor students are always keen to take risks, in any form."

"Okay, don't be angry, let's go over there and have a look!" Albert said, pointing to a flower bed in the courtyard when he saw several girls coming towards him.

Isobel saw the girls whispering and had guessed why.

"I really don't know why girls are so curious." Albert joked to himself, "Is it really that attractive?"

"You've never been more popular than you are now. Don't forget, you also have the title of International Wizarding Chess Champion and have published a bunch of articles in magazines." Isobel didn't object and got up and followed Albert Towards the flower bed away from the girls, "Also, you're not ugly."

"I prefer when you say I'm handsome."

"Handsome?" Isobel stopped and stared at Albert for a long time, then reached out and took his face to take a closer look before he said solemnly, "Perhaps, it is more appropriate to describe it as a creampie." /

"Only guys who are jealous of me will think I'm Nibble, and girls prefer Nibble no matter where they are." Albert didn't care about the title at all, "Maybe, they should look at me. On a heroic side, I'm obviously more secure than most of the rough boys at school. At least, most people who know me think I'm reliable. Well, why do you see me like that?"

"It's rare to see you being narcissistic!" Isobel burst out laughing.

"I'm just telling the truth." Albert retorted dissatisfiedly: "Young girls only care about their appearance, and they value fame, money and power more when they are adults. That's the real charm. As for talent, according to As far as I know, Muggle wizards through the ages have become Ministers of Magic on a single finger."

"The girls are not as bad as you think!" Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously dissatisfied with such a biased statement.

"No, I'm just a more realistic person." Albert no longer continued to struggle in this regard: "I know very well where my strengths lie."

"Famous and talented?"

"A wealthy, famous, talented, and handsome young man will definitely be popular among girls." Albert was not embarrassed at all, "As for power, I don't think I am boasting, no Who can compete with me for the positions of prefect and student council president."

"Last night, Mr. Broad hinted that I, when I'm an adult, would be a candidate for the Wizengamot. Well, I'm going the way of Professor Dumbledore, and I have an advantage over the Headmaster. "

Although there is no precedent for a Muggle wizard to be a member of the Wizengamore, it is the Wildsmith family.

When Albert becomes an adult, his achievements will be more than that. Even if some members of Wizengamot oppose him, he must hold his nose and admit his status. Who made him have a bunch of people behind him?

This is one of the hidden benefits of heirs.

Otherwise it would be impossible for any good Muggle wizard to be a member of the Wizengamore.

Although Albert doesn't care about that position, in his opinion, the British wizarding world is too big to be involved at all.

"According to you, I picked it up for a great deal?" Isobel laughed a little after hearing this.

"It's good to know!" Albert proudly held the girl's hand and went to a remote corner, letting the lush flowers cover the eyes of other girls for them.

Isobel couldn't help but rolled her eyes and joked: "The sequelae of drinking too much Fuling?"

"Fu Lingjian is indeed a good thing." Albert sighed softly, "Unfortunately, the difficulty of cooking is too high."

"Don't you still have some?" Isobel said angrily, "You can't drink too much of that stuff."

"Sometimes, a few minutes of luck can save one's life." Albert said meaningfully, he had thought of making the Fuling agent into "cod liver oil", and taking one when needed could give himself half a Fortunately, at that time, there is no need to worry about the toxicity of Fuling agent.

"It may not be calm in recent years." Noticing Isobel's confusion, Albert explained softly.

"Great Prophet, did you predict something again?" Isobel picked a flower from the flower bed and asked casually.

"Chaos and war. It's just an omen," said Albert mysteriously. "It has something to do with You-Know-Who and Harry Potter, I remember telling you about it before."

Sometimes, Albert feels he has more and more potential to be a magician.

"Oh, that means it has nothing to do with you." Isobel poked Albert's chest with his finger, reminding: "Harry Potter is the savior, you are not."

"I know I'm not, but no one can stay out of it," Albert said with a smile. "Unrest is a disaster and an opportunity for everyone, and I'll prepare for it in advance."

"Always mysterious." Isobel grumbled, not fond of the so-called turmoil, but did not deny Albert's disclosure.

This guy is always mysterious, like a closed book, one can't help but want to open it and take a peek inside.

There is no denying that the mystery is fascinating.

"That's what prophecy is like. People who peep into fate always make themselves look mysterious." Albert blinked. "In your words, it's a posturing."

"I think you lied to me just now." Isobel said, staring into Albert's eyes.

"No, I'm telling the truth," Albert assured without blinking.

"A skilled liar can also lie to people with the truth." Isobel almost said that Albert was a liar, especially in some ways he liked to lie.

"I never lied to you!" Albert almost took out his heart and showed it to Isobel.

"Someone told me that you were messing around with flowers."

"Who!"

"Some guy who's looking for three or two girlfriends, now there's more than that."

"How can such a filthy person be so innocent." Albert said, pretending to be annoyed, "Also, I have never provoke Katrina."

While that's the dream of most men, Albert is self-aware that it's more realistic to pick a tree than a forest.

At this time, an owl fell in front of them, breaking the atmosphere created by the two.

Albert took the note and read it.

Hagrid invited him to tea, apparently to thank Albert for his help.

"Will we go together?"

"No." Isobel shook his head and said, "I think there must be something to say between the two of you. See you later tonight!"

"Next semester, you will be graduating from school." Albert suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

"Maybe, I should buy a house in Hogsmeade."

"Do you have a lot of Galleons?"

"Don't forget, I'm a fortune teller, I can easily make a lot of money by making a simple prophecy." Albert added: "Of course, we can find the right vanishing cabinet, and we can often spend a lot of time in Huobi. When we meet in Germead Village, you don't have to worry about me being taken away by others."

Isobel couldn't help rolling her eyes and asked, "Will you be taken away by others?"

"No."

"Then why should I worry."

It makes sense, Albert found himself unable to refute, but he knew Isobel would agree.

After being separated from Isobel, Albert went to Hagrid's cabin alone.

"Didn't your girlfriend come with you?" Hagrid asked in surprise when he found Albert alone.

"Did you see that?" Albert asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"You are much better than Harry's father in chasing girlfriends." Hagrid said with emotion, "He spent a lot of time chasing Lily."

"What kind of person is he," Albert asked. "I mean Harry's father."

"Clever and likes to get in trouble, but James is a good guy," recalls Hagrid. "And Lily was a good guy too."

"It looks like you met an acquaintance in Azkaban Prison?" Of course Albert knew who Hagrid had met in Azkaban, and asked, "How was that place?"

"Very bad, very bad, thank you for letting me out of that hellish place so early, I don't want to see those Azkaban guards again." Speaking of Azkaban, Hagrid I couldn't help shivering, as if recalling something bad.

"No, trust me, you'll see them again soon." Albert thought for a moment.

"It's not good news," Hagrid grumbled. "What did you predict?"

"I didn't predict anything," said Albert calmly, "However, since Harry Potter came to Hogwarts, the school has not been peaceful, and I have no doubts that something will happen next term. What is it?"

"It's better if nothing happens."

Hagrid poured Albert a cup of tea and said gratefully, "I heard from Dumbledore that you uncovered all the secrets, and you were attacked by a basilisk."

"Harry avenged me." Albert asked, glancing at the Daily Prophet on the table, "Are you looking for an article from the Ministry of Magic to help you clarify?"

"Yeah, I've been looking for it all morning, and it's in the corner of the third edition." Hagrid grumbled. "Honestly, the Ministry of Magic is not doing this in the slightest sincerity."

"That's normal Hagrid." Albert took a sip of his tea and sneered, "Do you still expect the Minister of Magic to apologize to you? Even if Fudge made a mistake, he wouldn't be able to do it before he was outraged. Doing so would undermine his authority."

"You hate Fudge," Hagrid asked cautiously.

"No, it should be said that I hate all politicians." Albert said without hesitation, "As for Fudge, with that guy's character, it is estimated that he will be ousted in the end."

Hagrid just smiled reluctantly. He could see that Albert didn't like Fudge very much, so he changed the subject, "By the way, Dumbledore has agreed that I will take over Professor Kettleb's position as the protection of Fantastic Beasts. The professor of the class."

"I don't recommend that you use that "Yokai Book of Monsters" as a textbook. Trust me, many students won't like it."

"Why."

"Because that book will bite." Albert reminded: "No one wants to be bitten while reading a book, and we are not as rough-skinned as you are."

Hagrid was disappointed, obviously not what he expected.

"Hagrid, there are some things you need to remember." Albert gave Hagrid some reminders, "The student is not you, and the enthusiasm for this course is far less than you, most gods

(End of this chapter)

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