Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 75: A source of confidence

As the night wore on, the people in the Gryffindor common room gradually dwindled, and most of the students who remained were busy with their homework.

"Finally finished." Li Jordan got up from the sofa, stretched lazily, and put away the parchment on which Gamp's basic law of transformation was written. Having had the previous experience, the three no longer asked Albert to borrow homework for comparison, so as not to worry about it.

"How is Transfiguration going?"

"No, it can only be done to this extent at the moment." Fred sighed lightly, and showed the other party that his practice was successful. The needle was a bit... well, it was thick, it was just a match The shape becomes the shape of a needle.

If you can't turn a match into a needle, Professor McGonagall won't pass the test.

"Come on, it's not bad. If you can easily learn Transfiguration, what's the effort of others?" Albert said angrily, he was reading a book, and only the "Selected Curse of the Nineteenth Century" was left. Last few pages.

"You gave me a look anyway, you're making an evaluation!" Fred said angrily, holding the "needle" in front of Albert and shaking it.

"By the way, you haven't finished that book yet!"

"There are only a few pages left." Albert looked up and glanced at Fred's practice results for the night. The "needle" was really not that thick.

"How to solve this situation." Fred handed the "needle" to Albert.

"Practice for a few more days and you will definitely succeed." Albert said without hesitation.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" George couldn't help rolling his eyes, his needle was a little thinner than Fred's, at least it was barely a needle rather than a small iron rod with a point.

It's not an exaggeration to say that what Fred conjured out of matches was a nail.

"I've also encountered your situation." Albert picked up his wand and made a pin, "You first need to change the needle, and then consider how to make more detailed changes on the needle. ."

"What are you doing for us?" George asked in confusion after taking the pin.

"Of course for reference, you need to conjure a needle, but you don't need the same, just an ordinary needle." Albert looked at the three and said, "Try again."

"A needle?" George muttered. He raised his wand and lit a spot on the match. After chanting the incantation, a not-so-beautiful pin appeared in front of several people.

"Success?" Fred picked up the pin and looked at it, feeling incredible.

"You fail too many times and you don't have enough confidence," Albert explained. "You should have some confidence in yourself that you will succeed."

"Then why did you give me this needle?" George was even more puzzled.

"Distracted attention, let you stop thinking about your failures, and by the way, I will give you a comparison." Albert casually babbled.

"By the way, how's your phantom body spell?" George asked abruptly.

"Next week should be almost the same." Albert opened the wrapper and put the chocolate candy in his mouth and asked, "You ask what this is for, don't you think..." He made a finger. slippery action.

"Yeah, tonight, are you going?" Fred broke the news: "I heard that Filch has a cold, this is a good opportunity."

"Don't get caught." Albert closed the book and glanced at the task list. Sure enough, the progress of the reading maniac had become 1/100.

"You're not going?" George asked.

"No."

"We misread you." Fred and George didn't expect you to be such an Albert, turned their heads to look at Li Jordan, and were planned by the other party before they spoke.

"Don't look at me." Lee Jordan shrugged, obviously not wanting to go either.

"You... all right." The Weasley twins looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, "It seems that we are the only two on the night tour."

"If you want to travel at night, choose Friday. After all, you don't have to go to class the next day." Albert kindly reminded him that if he didn't rest at night, how would he go to class the next day.

I dozed off in class, did I not want to mix?

"It makes sense, it's Friday." Fred nodded.

"What do you choose to do on Friday?" A voice called out coldly. Fred felt a dark shadow in front of him. When he looked up, he found Percy standing in front of him.

"What are you going to do on Friday?" Percy asked sharply.

"Practice Transfiguration!" George said without hesitation.

"Don't think I didn't hear it." Percy glared at the twin brothers in dissatisfaction, and said coldly, "Yiyou, you know how many points will be deducted if Yeyou is caught."

George winked innocently at Percy and said, "I heard Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup in years."

"I've been staring at you two, don't make trouble for me." Percy was so angry that he could naturally hear what George meant.

Look, everyone doesn't care about points, otherwise how could they not work hard to earn points and win the House Cup for Gryffindor?

Gryffindor students don't care about honor?

No, of course I do.

However, in reality, no one will take earning points for the academy seriously, and naturally they will miss the Academy Cup~IndoMTL.com~ After all, points will not be created out of thin air.

And the fact that Quidditch has been lost so many times has made things worse.

"Percy is annoying."

"I think so too!"

"Let me tell you, next time we discuss important matters, we need to find a place where no one is there to talk about it!" Albert shook his head and reminded: "You guys are talking here, don't everyone hear that you want to go to the night What about the tour?"

"I seem to hear that someone is planning to go on a night tour?" Mark walked over to this side, put his hand on Fred's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "This is a good habit, I have never had a night tour, How dare you call yourself a student of Gryffindor?"

Listening to where Mark was talking about his glorious deeds, the muscles at the corners of Albert's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and he couldn't help but interject: "Caught by Filch?" "No, no."

"I heard that Filch knows most of the secret passages, and he has a smart cat to help keep track of it." Albert said a cruel truth, "unless you know the secrets of the castle better than Filch. It's hard to escape him otherwise. Or, did you cast a spell on Filch?"

"Okay, Confusion Charm, it works," Mark said casually.

"Don't listen to Mark's nonsense." Erin walked over, pulled Mark away, and told them before leaving, "There is Quidditch training on Wednesday afternoon."

"I dare say, Mark must have been out on a date at night and was caught by Filch." Returning to the dormitory, Lee Jordan talked about it again.

"You're really not going with us?" Fred asked again.

"Even if there is a night tour, it's not now." Lee Jordan said angrily, their time at Hogwarts was too short, their understanding of the castle was limited, and they really didn't understand the relationship between Fred and George. act of death.