Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 703: Blow to the sky
Chapter 704 Blowing to Heaven
The next day, Albert woke up early in the morning. After stuffing the organized suitcase into the non-marking stretch bag, he went downstairs for breakfast with his three roommates.
Because there is still some time left in the appointment with Professor Slughorn, Albert and Isobel decided to go to the Room of Requirement to pass the remaining time.
As for, go to class first?
Naturally impossible.
Both of them are geniuses, and it doesn't matter whether they go to that class or not.
Near ten o'clock, the two knocked on Professor McGonagall's office on time. When they pushed the door in, they saw Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and another potbellied old man waiting for them inside.
That strange old man should be Professor Slughorn, and his stomach is beyond words.
Albert and Isobel had just entered the room when Professor Slughorn's eyes fell on them.
"These two..." Dumbledore stepped forward and introduced, "Mr. Albert Anderson and Miss Isobel McDougall. This is an old friend of mine named Horace McDougall. Slughorn, because of Sirius Black, I can't leave Hogwarts for a while, so I can only ask my old colleague to take you there. He has led the team to the Wizarding School Potions Championships many times. experience."
"Don't worry, they'll leave it to me!" Professor Slughorn almost patted his chest to assure.
The door of the office was knocked again. Hagrid pushed in and said to Dumbledore, "The carriage is ready and ready to go."
Professor Slughorn took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time, and said, "I can tell them on the road."
"Where's your luggage?"
Hagrid asked Albert and Isobel who were empty-handed in confusion. In fact, he came to help with the luggage.
"on the body."
Albert gave Hagrid a look, signaling him to shut up.
The two followed Professor Slughorn to the outside of the castle, where a carriage pulled by five Thestrals was parked.
"Hagrid, are you in charge of driving?"
"Yeah, I'll take you there." Hagrid stepped forward quickly, opened the door for a few people, and let Professor Horace Slughorn get in the car first, Albert and Isobel Followed by.
There was no sign of being expanded by the Traceless Stretching Charm in the carriage. After the three of them sat on it, the space inside was a little crowded. After Hagrid closed the compartment door, he sat in the driver's seat and drove the Thestral carriage forward for a while, and the whole carriage was gradually pulled into the air by Thestral.
The commotion here immediately caught the attention of the Dementors, who had gathered around and seemed to be trying to force the carriage to stop for inspection.
The glass of the carriage was immediately frozen with a layer of frost.
"What are they doing?"
Professor Slughorn frowned when he saw the surrounding dementors: "I remember Dumbledore told those dementors that we were going to compete."
"Probably trying to find out if Sirius Black is in the car." Albert took out his wand from his pocket expressionlessly, opened the car window, and turned his head to the side without paying attention to the wind blowing into the car. Isobel said: "Let the Patronus protect Hagrid, and I'll drive them away when there are no Muggles around."
"Oh, I don't think it's necessary..."
Professor Slughorn had no time to finish his words when he saw two Patronus emerge from the tips of their wands, one around Hagrid, lest he be affected by the Dementors , while the other charged at the dementors, dispersing them.
"They are just routine business."
Professor Slughorn reluctantly said that he did not expect Albert to hate dementors so much, and he actually used the Patronus Charm to disperse the dementors.
"Dementors are never friendly and often go about their business and do disgusting things like attacking Harry Potter, or sucking some joy from us to fill their stomachs." Albert closed again Windows, to isolate the cold wind from the outside, "There is no need to be polite to them, anyway, the dementors will never reason with us."
Albert's tone was very calm, as if he was just driving away a bunch of annoying flies.
"They really do that." Professor Slughorn was surprised.
"The Ministry of Magic has never been able to control the dementors. As soon as school started, the dementors used the name of checking the train and sucked the happiness of the students on the train. Harry Potter was almost sent into the car. The school hospital." Albert singled out Harry Potter as an example, and directly blamed the Dementors, anyway, they will attack Potter during the Quidditch match next, no matter what the blame is Can't get rid of it no matter what.
Professor Slughorn raised his eyebrows slightly, not wanting to comment too much on this matter, and changed the subject and said: "A great patron saint, able to drive away those dementors, it shows that your protection God is very powerful, it's amazing, and many wizards can't do that. By the way, I remember you're still the World Wizarding Chess champion."
"Albert is a recognized genius." Isobel joked, "Everyone said he would be another Dumbledore."
"Yes, yes, like Dumbledore back then, the future is bright." Professor Slughorn recalled: "I believe you don't need twenty years to be promoted to Minister of Magic, maybe even less. Until then, you can become the Wizengamore UK Youth Representative, a title I hear Wizengamore intends to give you, and wizards with that title usually become members of the Wizengamore."
"I'm a Muggle wizard," Albert reminded, "Wyzengamore will not tolerate a Muggle wizard occupying that position, just like the last time I won the International Wizarding Chess Championship, many pure blood wizards Have an opinion on this."
"That's just their jealousy and ignorance." Professor Slughorn comforted: "You have such amazing talent and talent, you must come from some decent wizarding family, believe me, I've never missed it. alone."
Albert and Isobel looked at each other. To a certain extent, Professor Slughorn was right, but Albert would not admit that he liked to go with the title of Muggle wizard. Disgusting some people, not to mention his parents are ordinary people, it is not wrong to call him a Muggle wizard.
"It's been a long time since the UK has won the Magic School Potions Championship. If you can work hard and win this potions competition, I think the Wizengamore side will have to hold the power even if they are pinching their noses. The title of Sengamo British Youth Representative is here for you." Professor Slughorn took out various snacks from the small cabinet next to him and shared them with the two.
"I didn't plan to work at the Ministry of Magic, but thank you anyway, Professor Slughorn." Albert also took the snacks he bought from the Honeydukes Confectionary from his non-marking stretch bag.
"Well, you're a lot like Dumbledore, very much like you. You're equally talented, wise, kind, gentle, and brilliantly perceptive." Professor Slughorn picked a quick pineapple preserve from the box , sighed softly: "In the past, people often predicted that Dumbledore would serve as Minister of Magic, but he never had such ambitions. I think you will definitely achieve Dumbledore's achievements in the future, or even surpass him."
Isobel looked at Albert and wanted to laugh a little.
Professor Slughorn almost blows Albert into the sky, and while he can really stand it, Albert is not a person who likes to be touted.
"Ahem, Professor Slughorn, how long will the Magic School Potions Tournament last?" Albert asked off topic, listening to Professor Slughorn touting himself, Albert didn't have any joy, I just feel a pain in the egg~IndoMTL.com~ usually lasts for a week, we need to wait for other colleges to come together, about two days, and then start the first round of selection, you need to configure a potion, the potion level is only as long as Not too bad, each school will have one student in the second round. "
"Only one student per school?" Albert asked.
"Yes, generally schools will bring one to three students, only one student will participate in the finals, and the other students will serve as substitutes. This is the unspoken rule of the Potions Championship, which allows some schools to avoid being brushed out at the beginning. Embarrassing." Professor Slughorn was relieved to see that Isobel was in a stable mood, and continued, "However, players are usually selected through selection."
"Let Albert participate, I don't care." Isobel didn't care much about this, and winked at Albert and said, "However, you have to bring back our golden cauldron. ."
"I will." Albert affirmed.
"I believe in you." Isobel smiled.
Professor Slughorn's gaze moved back and forth between the two, as if he understood something. For some reason, he felt a little pantothenic acid in his stomach, so he shouldn't eat too much candied pineapple.
(end of this chapter)