Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 93: Find the crown

The rainy days continued for several days, the sky finally cleared, the temperature around the castle began to plummet, and winter in Scotland arrived without warning.

In the dormitory, Fred, holding a small water bottle and humming a little song, was standing by the window, watering the sprouting garlic in the flowerpot.

The garlic, which has been carefully tended by everyone, finally managed to grow shoots in the flower pot, and now it has grown to the height of a thumb.

"I really don't understand, back then..." George was putting a hand-knitted sweater over his body, and he couldn't help muttering, "Back then, why didn't we think about planting garlic in flowers? What about the basin?"

"Don't water and fertilize the garlic seedlings in the flowerpot all day long, be careful to keep this pot of garlic seedlings to death." Albert was buttoning himself up on his robe, and did not forget to warn, "Today is a rare good day. In the weather, don't forget to take the flowerpot outside and let it bask in the sun for a while, as the plant won't live long without the sun."

The weather is getting colder and colder, it has been raining intermittently throughout October, the weather is very bad, and sunny days are rare.

The pot of garlic in the dormitory has almost no chance to bask in the sun. From germination to the present, the number of times it has been brought out to bask in the sun can be counted on one hand.

"What the **** are you doing."

A few people were stopped by Filch as they passed through the front hall.

"There is no rule at Hogwarts that you can't have potted plants, right?" Fred pointed to the flowerpot in his hand, "I don't think it's against school rules, right?"

"This is grass, do you think I'm blind?" Filch pointed to the garlic seedlings in the flowerpot.

"Ahem, garlic was a weed not long before people found it edible." Albert raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Also, this is not a dangerous plant."

"Hmph, it's best not to let me find out what the **** you guys are doing behind your back." Filch stared at the four of them fiercely, turned and walked away with his cat in his arms.

"That guy is so annoying." George made a rude gesture toward Filch's back.

"You can give him a few garlic after you have planted it. Cats hate the pungent smell of garlic." The expression on Albert's face became very strange, as if he had come up with some bad idea.

The surrounding seniors have been discussing Hogsmeade during the meal. Charlie also rarely stopped the weekend devil training and gave the official Quidditch players a vacation.

Percy sits not far from them, chattering with the others about interesting things about Hogsmeade.

No one knew that Albert and his party had slipped through the secret passage to Hogsmeade to play.

At nine o'clock in the morning, students planning to travel to Hogsmeade began to gather in the foyer.

Felch stood in the middle of the gate, holding a long list, checking the names of the students heading to Hogsmeade one by one. The old wrinkled face pushed **** the list, and after reading each name, he would Look at each other's face with suspicious eyes, beware of any lower grade students taking the opportunity to sneak out.

The four returned to the common room, which was mostly empty, except for the first and second grade students. They were all happy that no one was competing with them for a comfortable seat.

Of course, there are also a few older students who have apparently been to Hogsmeade many times and have no fresh feelings about it.

"Continue with your homework?" George asked. "I'm an inch away from my transfiguration paper."

"I'm done." Albert reached out and patted George on the shoulder. "You guys, cheer up, I'm going for a walk and take a few pictures by the way."

Speaking, he also raised the camera in his hand and asked, "Anyone want to go with me?"

"I'll forget it!" Fred was a little frustrated, he couldn't believe how Albert was able to complete the never-ending pile of homework assigned by the professors.

Others also shook their heads. The transfiguration paper they are due to submit next Monday has not been completed. If they fail to submit the paper in time, they may be locked up by Professor McGonagall.

Furthermore, several people have not mastered the floating spell of magic spells, and they need to spend time practicing the spell.

"Forget it, I'll go by myself." The answer from the roommates was completely what Albert expected.

"Lend us your homework and copy it... for reference!" Lee Jordan said before Albert turned to leave.

"Don't think about it, do you think Professor McGonagall can't see it? Be careful she locks you in confinement." Albert waved at several people, turned and disappeared at the entrance of the lounge.

Today, Hogwarts Castle is largely empty, with most of the seniors visiting Hogsmeade and the freshmen enjoying the exclusive lounge.

This is a great opportunity for Albert. He went to the troll stick on the eighth floor of the castle to beat the tapestry of Barnabas. He raised his camera and took a picture of the tapestry. After observing no one around, he closed his eyes and started pacing back and forth in front of the wall opposite the tapestry. :

I need a place to hide...I need a place to hide...I need a place to hide...

After Albert walked in front of the empty wall for the third time, the pattern of the door began to appear on the empty wall, and the door of the Room of Requirement was opened again for Albert.

After confirming that no one was around, he pushed open the door and walked in.

On the other side of the door is a large hall-like space. The windows above the room cast sunlight on the hills of discarded furniture. It is not difficult to see that these hills were built by Hogwarts through the ages. A stack of items used by students or professors ~IndoMTL.com~ succeeded. "Albert raised his hand and made a yes gesture. Even if he knew that he could find this place, he was still a little excited when he actually entered the place where the items are stored in the room of responsiveness.

No way, who let Voldemort's Horcrux hide somewhere here.

Find Ravenclaw's crown, which is why Albert is here.

Every protagonist of a Harry Potter fanfiction attempts to enter the Room of Requirement in search of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and takes the great task of destroying the Dark Lord as his own.

Well, Albert's previous life's fanboy protagonists are no exception.

However, Albert didn't intend to endow himself with such a noble sentiment, and it was obviously not something that a rational person would do with the "no-nosed monster" with a questionable IQ.

Besides, it's Potter's job to take down the Dark Lord.

Stealing the protagonist's limelight is unkind.

In addition, the savior Potter was born with the protagonist's halo to protect his body. Dangerous things naturally require him to rush to the forefront. Even if he encounters a life-and-death crisis, he can resist through the protagonist's halo. "Boy Who Lives" is not for nothing .

However, Voldemort is a nuisance that needs to be dealt with.

In Albert's eyes, the final boss is also a problem, and he doesn't mind helping to fuel the fire behind him, so that the guy who is nicknamed "No-Nose Monster" can die faster.

The premise is that the death of the big boss in the Harry Potter novels can bring him enough benefits.

Actually, Albert never doubted it.

After all, that's a big boss anyway, so he can extract enough benefits from the opponent through the panel anyway.