Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 688
"From the content analysis of Professor Lupin's lectures in class, it is not difficult to hear that he is going to focus on the content in the book "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense" next, so that everyone can get a high score in the o.w.Ls exam as much as possible. points, instead of teaching us some more practical magic."

After leaving the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lee Jordan briefly explained his analysis. In fact, he knew that several of his roommates understood it, but he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "He is indeed a competent professor. Look at Lu Professor Ping's attire, it seems that his life is not going well?"

"I probably guessed the reason." Albert said mysteriously.

"What's the reason?" The three of them turned their heads and asked in unison.

"I haven't found evidence yet. However, if my guess is correct, it's best not to let others know about this, otherwise Professor Lupine should resign." Albert has no plans to say "Professor Lupine is Werewolves" told the three roommates.

"Tch, it's so tempting again."

"so serious?"

"Could it really be Black's disguise?"

The three of them were very curious about what secret Albert discovered again.

Why everyone's eyes are on the head, and they are all in the same classroom, so he can discover so many secrets that others don't know.

"Yeah." Albert said noncommittally.

What happened to Professor Lupine is sympathetic, but creatures like werewolves should remain vigilant.

"However, now I probably know why many wizards working in the Ministry of Magic can't recite decent armor spells..." Fred was interrupted by George before he finished complaining.

"I remember that you have made similar complaints before." George continued Fred's unfinished complaint, "Do you want to say that in this teaching mode, if everyone doesn't spend a lot of time on self-study? , is it possible to get good grades in Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"You two are so boring." Lee Jordan couldn't help rolling his eyes as he looked at the twins complaining about each other.

If the three of them hadn't been trained by Albert, they would not be much better than the others in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Don't say that, if the magic world is not like this, how can we enter the field of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the future and rely on this cash cow to make money?"

Affected by Black's prison break, the atmosphere in the entire wizarding world is very tense. If the wizarding world is in chaos as Albert predicted in a few years, then the protective props with the effect of defending against black magic can really make the four of them make a fortune.

As for, it's immoral to expect the wizarding world to mess up and make money.

It can only be said that the future is like this, and they are still students, unable and powerless to change the result.

After getting along with each other over the years, they have also been influenced by Albert, and their mentality has matured a lot. At the same time, they have no doubts in Albert who can help them realize their dream of a joke shop.

Albert is really good and knows a lot.

Like those omniscient seers.

No, in the hearts of the three, Albert is stronger than those guys.

When a few people went to the hall for dinner, they passed the long table of Slytherin and saw a group of Slytherin students crowded together, not knowing what they were talking about.

Lee Jordan took a few more glances into the crowd, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and muttered: I'll ask someone, then got up and left.

After a while, Lee Jordan came back with a big news:
Draco Malfoy is still lying in the school hospital after being scratched by a hippogriff in Care of Magical Creatures class.

"A hippogriff?"

With his mouth full of fried eggs, George said indistinctly, "Hagrid didn't bring the acromant into the classroom, but instead brought a hippogriff into the classroom first?"

"The next class on protection of magical creatures will definitely be very interesting. I also heard that Harry flew around the sky on a hippogriff." Lee Jordan said with anticipation: "I don't know if we have Opportunity to ride a hippogriff around the sky is definitely not the same as riding a broom."

"The Hippogriff doesn't have a saddle or a rein, you just feel the pain in your butt, and worry about whether you will fall from the sky." Albert poured on Lee Jordan unceremoniously. With a basin of cold water, he asked, "What stupid thing did Malfoy do to be attacked by the Hippogriff?"

"I heard that he insulted a Hippogriff, that's why he was scratched by an angry Hippogriff." Lee Jordan recalled the news he had heard.

"Calling that guy a fool is really not slandering him. Only those spoiled by the family would do such stupid things without thinking." George said contemptuously, "Why didn't he be slandered by the hippopotamus?" How about killing a winged beast with one claw?"

"Hagrid must have stopped it." Fred looked very regretful. "It would be nice if the little fool lost an arm."

"Wizards don't seem to have researched a potion that can regenerate severed limbs, right?" Albert thought of Professor Kettlebo, who resigned last semester.

If there is such a magical potion, with the friendship between Professor Kettlebo and Professor Dumbledore, it will definitely not be broken.

"Probably not." Fred shook his head. "At least, I've never heard of such a magical potion. I really hope that Malfoy's injury is more serious."

"I think Madam Pomfrey can cure him in a short period of time." Lee Jordan frowned slightly when talking about this, "but Malfoy is still in the school hospital and just refuses to leave the hospital."

"The little idiot is pretending to be hurt. He must take this opportunity to trouble Hagrid. This is a trick the Malfoy family often uses." Fred said contemptuously.

"What do you think, Albert?" George asked.

Albert noticed the three people looking at him, and said helplessly: "I told Hagrid last semester, don't bring dangerous magical creatures into the classroom."

"You expected this to happen?" George raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I just didn't expect Hagrid to break a record by causing trouble on the first day of school." Albert said with a little helplessness in his tone.

When he said those things to Hagrid last semester, he had guessed that this might be the result.

"Did you predict that this would happen?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Some things can be guessed without prophecy." Albert said calmly.

"I thought you'd stop him." Fred looked surprised.

"How do you think I should stop him?" Albert looked at the three roommates, and asked, "Do you think I should use Hagrid's sake and ask him to do this like a child? Do that, can't you do this, do that?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Fred apologized in shame.

"Hagrid is an adult, has his own ideas, and needs to be responsible for what he does." Albert calmly told a fact, "And I, just a person, not a god, all I can do is to give him some good intentions in advance." advice."

"However, the little idiot was lucky, and he was only injured a little bit." George quickly changed the subject, "Actually, Hagrid is also lucky. If the little idiot loses an arm, the Malfoy family will definitely not let it go."

"No, you're thinking too much. With Malfoy's character, he will definitely put pressure on the school board to ask the school to expel Hagrid." Fred is very clear about Malfoy's character, and this matter will definitely not be left alone.
"No, Malfoy has already left the school board, they no longer have that kind of influence." Albert shook his head and said, "Also, Professor Dumbledore will come forward to vouch for Hagrid, as the headmaster The status and authority of the United Kingdom, and even the European magic community need to give him face."

"As for the Ministry of Magic, there is no need to worry. Some time ago, Hagrid was imprisoned in Azkaban Prison for no reason. If it happens again, the group of gossip reporters from the Daily Prophet will not let go of this big news." Albert said meaningfully: "After all, what is the matter that the Ministry of Magic has been targeting Hogwarts' hunting grounds?"

Once this kind of thing is exposed, it can be regarded as throwing the face of the Ministry of Magic on the ground and grinding it back and forth with its feet.

In fact, if it wasn't Malfoy who was injured, but other students, things might calm down quickly.

After all, Malfoy did it to himself, and it was only a minor injury.

"However, the protection of magical creatures class is considered ruined." Albert sighed helplessly, "Maybe, Hagrid will let us contact, observe or raise some harmless creatures next, such as..."

"Flobberworm?" Fred said casually.

"Yes, maybe we will learn how to raise Flobber caterpillars in the next class." As he said, Albert put down the fork that had just been raised to his mouth, and suddenly felt that he had lost his appetite.

"You don't want to eat?" George asked curiously.

It was rare to see Albert have any other leftover food on his plate.

Albert took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "I really shouldn't be talking about those disgusting things while eating, it's off-putting."

"Oh, what a class."

Hearing what Albert said, the three of them didn't have any expectations for Hagrid's Protection of Magical Creatures class.

"Fortunately, with another year of Protection of Magical Creatures, we won't have to waste time on this class."

"Anyway, I don't plan to continue studying the protection of magical creatures. I plan to give up a few courses next semester." Albert estimated in his heart, "Probably keep the main five courses, plus mathematics divination and ancient runes."

"Next year, we may only take two or three courses." Fred said with a smile, "Herbal Medicine, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms, I doubt whether my Transfiguration class can meet Professor McGonagall's requirements. "

"As long as you can achieve good grades, you should be able to meet Professor McGonagall's requirements." Albert told the three of the information he knew, "If you want to continue your studies in the sixth grade, you need to achieve at least good grades."

"That's not easy." Fred muttered, "Not everyone can get a bunch of good ones as easily as you."

(End of this chapter)