Gryffindor is still immersed in the joy of defeating Hufflepuff. As long as they defeat Ravenclaw again, Gryffindor may win the Quidditch championship trophy.
At present, Gryffindor has a high probability of winning the prize. As long as Slytherin defeats Ravenclaw, or they can defeat Ravenclaw, the trophy will eventually belong to Gryffindor.
During breakfast time, Charlie sat across from Albert and studied his Quidditch tactics. Fortunately, Charlie had already finished breakfast and left, otherwise Albert and the others would not know how long they would have to listen to his nagging.
After Albert ate the sausage on the plate, he said to Lee Jordan next to him: Next time when you have breakfast, stay away from Charlie. These Quidditch captains are going crazy. It's really scary.
What did you say? Li Jordan replied smoothly, and then, the fruit in front of him began to emit thick black smoke.
Ahem, what are you doing! Albert was choked by the thick smoke and coughed repeatedly. He covered his mouth and nose with his hands and looked in the direction of the black smoke. He thought there was a fire, but he found that the thick smoke was coming from
It popped out from the fruit in front of Lee Jordan's desk.
I just coughed. Li Qiaodan was choked and coughed repeatedly, and his black face became even darker.
The fruit continued to emit black smoke. Lee Jordan had to use an empty bowl to turn it upside down on the table to cover the smoking fruit, but black smoke would still overflow from under the bowl.
Wow, such thick black smoke, what on earth did you do? George opened the upside-down bowl lid, and black smoke suddenly spewed out, attracting the attention of a lot of people.
I just wanted to try to see if I could recover the bitten fruit. Li Qiaodan scratched his head in embarrassment. As a result, he was accidentally distracted just now, and it ended up like this.
Is there any way you can get rid of the smoke? Lee Jordan cast a pleading look at Albert.
The curse stopped immediately. Albert took out his wand, tapped the fruit that was still smoking thickly with the tip of the wand, and used a universal counter-spell on it.
The fruit no longer emits black smoke, but it has become completely charred, as if it had been burned into a coke by the fire.
What spell did you use just now? Albert took the fork and poked the fruit lightly, and it soon turned into a pile of blackened gray carbon.
I don’t know either. Li Qiaodan still looked confused.
By the way, what spell were you practicing just now? George pinched some ashes, rubbed them on his fingertips, and asked.
Repair spell. Lee Jordan tells the truth.
You can tear up a piece of newspaper to practice. This is the first time Albert saw someone using fruit to practice the repair spell.
He suddenly remembered that he had not read the newspaper today, and asked: "Has any of you seen my Daily Prophet today?"
Here I am. Fred handed Albert the headline of the Daily Prophet, who was currently reading the Quidditch column.
What's the front-page news? Albert took the newspaper and opened it.
I just read the front page. Cornelius Fudge has become the Minister of Magic. Fred said that it is said that the new Minister always sends a bunch of owls to Dumbledore every morning to discuss matters with the Ministry of Magic.
Albert opened the Daily Prophet, glanced at the front-page news, and suddenly said: He is a very smart guy.
Why did you say that? George was puzzled.
At the beginning, Fudge might not have much confidence in his abilities. Albert said without hesitation, and Dumbledore's voice was much higher than that of others. Fudge wanted everyone to know that his decision was related to Dumbledore.
This can reduce the prejudice in the wizarding world, give him time to slowly adapt to the position of minister, and also allow everyone to see that he is working hard to do a good job in the position of minister. In fact, Fudge's reputation after taking office is not bad.
In a few years, Fudge will become more and more confident. This is a process. No one can be the Minister of Magic right from the beginning.
That makes sense. Fred nodded in praise.
Later, Albert knew what Cornelius Fudge was like.
Albert's evaluation of Fudge was: he was obsessed with power and wealth.
The four-year electoral system is actually quite reasonable.
If Fudge worked hard as Minister of Magic for four years and then stepped down and was replaced, Albert believed that Fudge would definitely be well received in the Ministry of Magic, and he could still have a good job even if he didn't become Minister of Magic.
Unfortunately, the Minister of Magic basically has a lifelong tenure unless he doesn't want to do it or is kicked out.
Did you master the idea of turning a mouse into a snuff box? Shanna interrupted abruptly: I heard that this question will be asked in the Transfiguration exam.
There are still four months until the final exam. Fred folded the newspaper, looked at Shanna and said, don't make a fuss, we still have a long time.
I heard that if you do poorly in the exam, you will be suspended from the school! Shanna warned.
I have never heard of anyone who has been repeated a grade. Fred shook his head and said: As long as you put some thought before the exam, you will never be repeated.
Did anyone really get stuck in a grade? George was very interested in this topic.
Who? Lee Jordan was also curious.
should not.
Albert frowned slightly. He remembered that a certain Slytherin student had been repeated a grade, but he didn't want to delve into whether this was true. Anyway, as long as he was not repeated a grade, it would be fine.
I really envy Albert, this guy can definitely get high marks in any test. Lee Jordan said rather resentfully that he has not yet mastered turning a mouse into a snuff box.
I really envy Albert, this guy will definitely get high marks in any test. The Weasley brothers repeated in unison.
Shut up and get lost. Albert scolded.
Ahem. Someone please cough.
Albert turned around and looked at the visitor and asked, "Is something wrong?"
The next event will be rescheduled to 3:30 pm next Saturday. Don’t remember the wrong time. Isobel reminded.
Why did the time suddenly change? Albert asked doubtfully.
The new issue of "Transfiguration Today" is on sale at the weekend, and Professor McGonagall is ready to get the contents
Anyway, just don't remember the wrong time.
Oh, I understand. Albert nodded.
How about Professor McGonagall's club? Zannah asked curiously.
It’s difficult. Albert thought for a while and said, it’s all about expanding knowledge. Professor McGonagall also encouraged us to write letters to experts in this field and maintain friendly contact.
Did you write it? Lee Jordan asked.
Don't ask. George suddenly said.
Why? Several people were puzzled.
I had no idea that George was interrupted by Albert before he finished speaking.
Don't worry, you can't hear it, no one will reply to me. Albert said calmly.
Not really.
Who do you expect to take a letter from a first-year student seriously?
You're not angry? You don't care?
I don't mind. Albert said calmly that they will reply to me when I become the winner of the "Transfiguration Today" Most Promising Newcomer Award one day.
You can see it very clearly.
You haven’t left yet? Albert turned his head and saw Isobel sitting behind him, and he was immediately speechless.
Let’s go, there are two herbal medicine classes in the morning, don’t be late. George stood up and reminded.
The four of them stood on the way to the greenhouse, looking at the heavy rain outside and asked: Did you bring an umbrella?
Did not bring.
Several people looked at Albert.
I have mastered the summoning technique, so it doesn't matter even if I don't bring an umbrella. Albert took out his wand and waved it, and an umbrella instantly appeared on the tip of the wand.
So what should we do? Fred asked.
Let’s go through the rain. Albert walked towards the greenhouse holding an umbrella.
After the three Georges looked at each other, they all ran towards Albert. The four of them gathered under an umbrella and crowded towards the greenhouse.