Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 764: Badness
Chapter 765 Bad Heart
Although it's already March, the weather around Hogwarts is still very cold, and I don't know if it is affected by a large number of Dementors, and the snow around the castle has only begun to melt now.
Albert crossed muddy fields and followed a gravel trail to a hunting lodge on the edge of the forbidden forest. Something seemed to have caught his attention on the road. Albert narrowed his eyes and looked towards the woods, and found a black dog beside the woods, sneaking through the lawn, and a cat beside the black dog. It was Hermione. Crookshanks, it was walking fast beside the black dog, the cat and the dog seemed to notice Albert's gaze and quickly disappeared into the forest.
Albert looked back and walked towards Hagrid's hunting lodge.
The window of the hunting lodge was lit by light. When Albert stepped forward to knock on the door, there was a sound of scratching at the door, followed by Hagrid's voice: "Back up, Fang, back."
"Sorry, I came to you at this time."
Hagrid opened the door and let Albert in.
"It doesn't matter." Albert noticed Hagrid sticking his head out the door, and after carefully observing his surroundings, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know," Hagrid said casually. "It's been a weird feeling lately, as if someone's watching, maybe someone from the Ministry of Magic, they're probably worried that I'll let Buckbeak go without permission."
"Someone is watching you?"
Albert walked to the window and secretly observed the situation outside.
"There's no one around the hut, or Fang Ya would have been warned, but I always find it a little weird." Hagrid grunted and walked to the fireplace, preparing to boil a pot of water to make Albert's tea.
Albert is sure not from the Ministry of Magic, those people wouldn't do such a thing, and Lucius Malfoy would have liked Hagrid to secretly let Buckbeak away to find an excuse to throw people in Zkaban Prison.
Albert had guessed what was going on, and took a map out of his pocket to check around Hagrid's hut.
There are five names in the hut, besides him, Hagrid, Fang, and Buckbeak, there is a guy who should have died: Peter Pettigrew.
He was hiding in Hagrid's hunting lodge.
No wonder Sirius Black and Crookshanks are nearby.
"Did you find anything?" Hagrid asked, turning his head.
"A mouse." Albert said softly.
"A mouse?" Hagrid was even more confused.
"Yes, a mouse." Albert cast an earplug without warning to prevent Peter from eavesdropping on the next conversation between the two.
"Oh, that's fine. I often have mice here to steal food, and I saw one a while ago." Hagrid didn't care about this, and said casually, "Why don't you lend me the cat? Just a moment."
"My Tom can't catch mice." Albert said helplessly. He actually wanted to introduce Hermione's Crookshanks to Hagrid, but gave up thinking that doing so might scare Peter away.
"How can cats not catch mice?" Hagrid felt incredible.
Albert didn't answer this, his eyes fell on Buckbeak, the hippogriff also raised his head and stared at Albert, without the sense of danger that he was about to lose his head.
"You'll have to rename it later, Buckbeak can't be used anymore." Albert stepped forward, stared into Buckbeak's eyes, completely ignoring Hagrid's "be careful" warning, and reached out to touch it. Touch its head.
"You should be careful." Hagrid blamed Albert for his rash behavior, "But, you're right, I'll give him a new name."
He took the boiling kettle from the fireplace and poured it into a large teapot. While pouring a cup of black tea for Albert, he placed a chocolate cake in front of Albert, along with a A parchment, that was a notice from the Ministry of Magic to Hagrid.
Albert opened the letter, read it quickly, looked up and said to Hagrid, "The current situation is not too bad."
"Not too bad?"
"At least the Ministry of Magic didn't bring an executioner to hear your appeal."
Albert picked up the cup of hot tea, blew the heat off it gently, took a sip, and said, "I estimate that after the appeal fails this time, the next time the Ministry of Magic appeals, the Ministry of Magic will bring the executioner. I'm here to hear your appeal."
"Then what should I do?" Hagrid looked at Albert uneasily, hoping that the other party could give some useful advice.
Albert put down the teacup and said calmly, "You need help."
"Aren't you and Hermione helping me all the time?" Hagrid asked puzzled.
"No, you misunderstood what I meant, I was referring to professionals." Albert explained, "In the Muggle world, there is a profession that specializes in helping people with lawsuits called lawyers."
"But there are no lawyers in the wizarding world," Hagrid said with wide-eyed eyes.
"I know, but you can pay a consultant who understands Ministry of Magic law to help you win this case," Albert explained.
"But didn't you say we can't win this case?" Hagrid was a little confused by Albert's words.
"Yes, we probably won't win, but that doesn't mean we can't take Malfoy to shame." Albert grinned maliciously.
"Also, having a wizard who understands the law to help you can save you a lot of trouble. Of course, it's better if you can win."
"I don't know anyone like that," Hagrid said awkwardly.
"I can ask you, then, you can do this, this, then this." Albert lowered his voice and told Hagrid his plan.
"Is this okay?" Hagrid stared at Albert in a stunned manner. Is this the plan to let Malfoy buy off his advisor and then share Malfoy's money together?
"Of course, the Daily Prophet will definitely be happy to report on these tidbits, as long as they don't want this to come to light, they'll have to buy him and make you a complete failure."
"But...why don't we just win the case?" Hagrid asked in confusion.
"Because you can't win, even if this matter is exposed, the probability of you winning the lawsuit is still not high. At most, it will cause trouble for Malfoy." Albert took a bite of the chocolate cake and couldn't help wrinkling. I raised my brows. The cake didn't taste very good. It was a little hard. It must have been stored for several days.
"So, it's the easiest and most effective way to do it the other way around, and don't you think it's interesting? Malfoys and sons went to great lengths to kill Buckbeak, they spent a lot of Galleons, and at the last minute they Let it slip away, I think their family will be furious because of it!"
"You're right, that family should have been punished long ago!" Hagrid recalled what happened last semester, and had no sympathy for Malfoy at all.
If Albert hadn't discovered the secrets of the Slytherin heir in time, Ginny Weasley might have been in danger, and he would have been locked up in Azkaban forever.
This plan can slap Malfoy hard, and that's the best, it's just enough to take a sigh of relief.
"However, what are you going to do with this matter, reveal a little bit, at least reassure me!" Hagrid was convinced that Albert had found a way to get Buckbeak out. He asked tentatively, "Don't you want to take Buckbeak away on the day of your execution!"
"Of course not, I wouldn't use that risky method." Albert shook his head and said, "However, I can't tell you the method yet, your mouth is not reliable enough, you better not even think about it , and I think it's best not to let anyone else know about it so that it doesn't leak."
"Okay, okay! As long as Buckbeak can be saved, everything else doesn't matter." Hagrid finally relented, not wondering what method Albert was going to use.
"It's getting dark, I'll take you back to the castle!"
Hagrid got up and prepared to **** Albert back to the castle. Although he didn't think that Albert would be in danger when he returned to the castle alone, there were still some things he had to do.
After watching Hagrid leave, Albert found a remote hallway. After confirming that there was no one around, he put an illusion spell on himself, quietly went to the bathroom on the eighth floor, and waited for another self. 's arrival
When he heard three knocks on the door, counted in his mind for thirty seconds, and walked out of the bathroom, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were all waiting for him outside.
"Do you really not use the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor?" The three continued to talk about the topic just now.
"I plan to make a room myself." Albert briefly explained his plan.
"Make a room yourself?" Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all stunned. They couldn't understand what Albert did to make a new room in the castle.
"Did you forget ~IndoMTL.com~ there is a magic called the Unmarked Stretching Charm?" Albert smiled and reminded: "We can use the Unmarked Stretching Charm to create an empty room, and then put the Room of Requirement Parts of it were moved into the room, the only problem was that we had to find a remote secret passage that basically nobody knew about."
"Why not just use the Room of Requirement?" Fred couldn't understand why Albert would bother to get his own room when there was already a place to use it.
"I don't want too many people to know about the existence of the Room of Requirement? If too many people know about that place, we won't be able to use it in the future," Albert explained. This technique will be used extensively in the future.”
"I think your approach is great, and other people will definitely be startled." George felt that Albert had his reasons for doing so, so he didn't say more, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to follow Ai Burt learns the Traceless Stretching Charm.
"We know a lot about secret passages." Fred thought for a moment and said, "The secret passage for portraits on the seventh floor is very suitable. I dare to say that even Filch didn't know that there was something behind the portrait. A secret passage."
"Everyone would be surprised if they found out that the secret room used by the party had turned into a secret passage." Lee Jordan seemed to have thought that other people were going to use the secret room outside the party, but found that the secret room was missing.
(end of this chapter)