Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 921: I’m under arrest

  Chapter 922 I was arrested

  "I have to go Hagrid."

  Albert took out his pocket watch from his robe pocket to check the time, got up and said to Hagrid who was sitting at the dining table plucking chicken feathers, "I'll see you next time."

   "Aren't you staying for dinner?"

   "No." Albert didn't want to fish out strange things from the dinner plate, "Don't take the previous things too seriously, those things are not worth your troubles."

  "Do you think I'm stupid?" Hagrid threw down the half-plucked cock, looked up at Albert who was about to leave, and said: If I had listened to you and didn't talk nonsense, I would have These things will never happen again.

   "I never expected others to listen carefully and think about this suggestion." Albert stopped at the door of the hunting lodge, looked at Hagrid and said calmly, "To be honest, you're going to screw me a little bit. It's not surprising, just like Potter does something every year."

  "You guessed this would happen a long time ago, didn't you? Maxime is smart, she said she has a big bone frame." Hagrid was a little annoyed when talking about this.

   "I thought you would call her Olim." Albert leaned over and rubbed Fang Ya's dog's head, "Don't get too entangled in this matter. Believe me, you and Madame Maxime will be reconciled soon OK."

   "Why?" Hagrid asked stupidly.

  "Because you have a common language, as long as you don't be stupid, at least you can be friends." Albert said hello to Hagrid and left.

  During dinner, Hermione took the initiative to chat with him about the house elf Winky, and Albert was not at all interested in Hermione's proposal.

  After all, he is planning to send Barty Crouch Jr. away together. Although he did not do it, Albert is not big enough to adopt a house elf who may be hostile to him .

  "Hermione, some things are not as simple as you think." Albert looked at the expectant Hermione, shook his head and said, "Shiny's question can only be looked at by herself. Dao Kan, no matter how others help you, it’s useless.”

  "Is there really no way?"

  "If Winky can't forget Crouch, then time can only help her forget." Albert looked at Hermione who was a little downcast and comforted: "There are very few things in this world that can be perfect, do what you can That's fine, not to mention that you are only a student now, and there is not much you can do."

   "Oh, you're right." Hermione looked absent-minded.

  "If I were you, I would pay attention to Potter's preparation progress. There is only less than a month left before the second project." Albert reminded kindly, "If you can't do a good job before launching I am afraid that Potter will encounter a lot of trouble."

  He actually likes Hermione's kindness very much, but sometimes kindness without power is useless except to satisfy and comfort himself, and Hermione obviously doesn't understand this.

  Albert didn't intend to tell Hermione either, it might be too cruel for her, because many of the things she is doing now are not helping house elves at all.

  "I think Hermione's suggestion is good. If you can have a house elf, we can relax after opening the shop." George said with a smile.

  "I've already hired Dobby." Albert peeled the citrus and said calmly, "Dobby will help you prepare three meals, tidy up the store, and arrange the merchandise."

  "Dobby, I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

   "The house elf of the Malfoy family is free now." Albert explained.

  "This is really wonderful."

  The Weasley brothers like to watch Malfoy get unlucky.

   "You pay a house-elf?" Fred interjected.

  "Dumbledore does this too."

  "No, I'm actually more curious about how much you pay a month." Fred wasn't too surprised. After all, it was Albert, so it wouldn't be surprising even if he made something amazing.

   "One Galleon a week." Albert said to the twins while eating citrus, "It will be enough to deduct from my income at that time. Anyway, I will not be able to go to the store often."

  "If you want to live in a shop, it will cost you a lot of Galleons to rent a house."

   "No, I'll make it up for you, and I'll live in the box." Albert said calmly, "If you bother to come to the door, Dobby will run away with the box as soon as possible, and your safety will be at stake." It can be guaranteed, and you don’t have to worry about being murdered in bed.”

  "That's a good idea." George muttered, "Even if the Ministry of Magic wants to conduct a surprise inspection, there is no way."

  “I have already thought up the posters of the store for you.”

   As he spoke, Albert took out his notebook, tore off a page and handed it to them.

  Fred and George leaned forward and looked at a passage on the paper:

  Why are you worried about You-Know-Who?

  You should care

  Constipation Kernel——

  The feeling of constipation afflicts the Chinese people!

  youknowwho (mysterious person)

  unopoo (constipation kernel)

   "Poof."

  Both of them couldn't help laughing out loud.

   "Constipation Ren." They whispered softly, "I didn't expect you to be quite humorous."

  Fred suddenly understood why Albert made such arrangements.

   "What are you laughing at?" Shanna asked suspiciously.

  "Nothing."

  Fred slipped the note into his pocket.

   "It must be discussing what to do badly. Oh, by the way, Professor Dumbledore asked me to give this to you." Lee Jordan came over and handed a folded note to Albert.

  Albert opened the note, took a look at the contents, and put it away.

  At eight o'clock in the evening, Albert rang the principal's office on time. After entering, he found that Moody was here, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

  "Professor Dumbledore, what do you want from me."

  Albert restrained the expression on his face, ignored Moody's scrutinizing gaze, and asked.

   "I hope you can help with divination of the whereabouts of Pettigrew Peter and Barty Crouch Jr." Dumbledore said with a smile.

  "Divination is not omnipotent." Albert politely declined.

  Of course, if Dumbledore gave enough benefits, he didn't mind taking off Barty Crouch Jr.'s vest on the spot.

   "Give it a try."

  Dumbledore handed over a notebook, and Albert glanced at the content on it, and found that it was a deformation notebook.

  Moody watched this private transaction with interest.

  Albert hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to predict the location of Peter.

  As for Barty Jr., it's not enough yet. After this incident, Barty Jr. should not dare to act rashly, but... he still needs to bear part of the risk.

  However, Albert really wanted Dumbledore's transformation notes~IndoMTL.com~ He took out his own crystal ball, put his hand on it, and a red, white and blue tricolor flag appeared on the crystal ball, followed by tulips The wooden signboard finally freezes in the dark house, Peter is holding a... package.

   "Peter Pettigrew is hiding in the Netherlands..." Moody looked at Albert in surprise, the murderous look in his eyes flashed away.

   "It seems that Peter helped Voldemort regain his body." Dumbledore looked at the package in Peter's arms and said, "This is really bad news."

   "This matter is very troublesome." Professor Moody said.

   "Where's Barty Crouch Jr.?" Dumbledore glanced at Moody and asked Albert to continue with the second prophecy.

  "This, don't expect..."

  Albert touched the crystal ball, and a new surprise soon appeared on it. This time it was a stone sculpture of a winged wild boar, which undoubtedly referred to Hogwarts.

  However, Dumbledore and Moody fell silent in the next scene.

  In the crystal ball, two dementors are dragging a person.

  Barty Crouch Jr. was arrested by the Ministry of Magic?

  (end of this chapter)