On Saturday morning, Albert slept until nearly eight o'clock before waking up.
He hasn't stayed in bed for a long time.
Sitting on the bed, he reached out and scratched his head, recalling what happened last night. It was hard for Albert to imagine that he was actually lying on the bed and talking to Isobel for several hours. Now that he thought about it, it was really unbelievable.
He finally understood why his roommates in middle school in his previous life were able to exchange messages with others all night long.
"It's rare to see you get up late."
Fred looked at Albert, who had just climbed out of bed and was still bleary-eyed, and couldn't help laughing: "George was making a bet with me just now, saying that you might sleep until noon before getting up."
"How is that possible?" Albert covered up another yawn and looked down at Tom, who was engrossed in eating breakfast. He couldn't help but shake his head. Fat cat Tom's weight still showed no tendency to decline. It seemed that he wanted to complete the weight loss task.
Heavy and long way to go.
Yesterday, Nia wrote a letter. She was actually worried that Tom would have a bad time in school and be bullied by other cats or kids. Maybe she should take some photos of Nia and send them back.
Tom's life in Gryffindor House was not too good. Everyone knew that this fat cat was Albert's pet. There is a saying that a dog relies on his strength, and a cat naturally relies on his cat father.
In Gryffindor House, everyone would give Albert, a genius, a bit of a thumbs down.
Today, Tom is the favorite in Albert's dormitory and gets along well with Fred, George and Lee Jordan.
If Albert didn't prepare dinner for Tom in time, Fred, George or Lee Jordan would help him prepare it. Occasionally, he would play with him with a cat teaser or comb his hair with a comb.
This guy is living a very comfortable life now, and he is quite independent. He often walks around the castle.
"This is the inspiration that George and I got from the powerful laxative last time." Fred handed his notebook to Albert, who took it and read the words on the notebook.
"Quick-act skipping candy?"
"That's a good idea." Albert looked at the ideas and drawings of the Weasley twins again.
"The quick-acting truant candy will be a two-color candy, with the two ends having different colors.
"Eating one side will cause the body to have a fever. On the way out of the classroom to the hospital, swallow the other half, and the fever will be reduced immediately to achieve the effect of skipping class." George introduced his and Fred's new idea to Albert.
"It's really good." Albert agreed.
"However, there are some problems currently." At this point, both Fred and George showed a little embarrassment and helplessness. "We haven't found anything that can cause fever after eating."
Albert immediately knew why Fred and George had told him so much. Didn't he already couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Lee Jordan?
"Don't just limit yourself to magical plants. You can also try the properties of some magical animals, such as the toxins of certain magical creatures." Albert's understanding of these things is actually very limited. He can only give some suggestions to the twins, and the rest
They still have to do their own research.
"You still have enough time to find new inspiration and raw materials. Pay more attention to what the professors teach in class. There are many things that can be used in the development of joke props, but you often ignore them." Ai
Bert knew very well that his two roommates were no longer interested in studying.
He himself was very helpless.
Without enough knowledge as the cornerstone, even if you think of many things, you won't be able to put them into action. Just like the quick-acting truant candy the twins want to create now, they don't have a rich enough knowledge reserve.
If Fred and George had a wealth of knowledge in herbalism and magical biology, they would be able to get a suitable formula immediately, but at most it would take more time to create the antidote.
"When are we going to break into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor?" Seeing the three of them finish chatting, Li Jordan asked about another thing. They had been training with Albert for a long time and couldn't wait to break in.
Institutions arranged by professors.
All three of them were convinced that Albert had a way to deal with the big dog.
"Easter." Albert said without thinking. He had already booked the time. He turned to Lee Jordan and said, "This Wizarding Card Competition should be ended before the end of March as much as possible. I remember that it will be held next month.
Go to Hogsmeade, and everyone has to start preparing for the exam, so there is not much energy to waste on this matter."
"There's nothing wrong with this."
The four of them simply packed up their things and then went downstairs to the lobby to have breakfast.
Not long after Albert sat down, he received several belated replies.
Fred, George and Lee Jordan were also pretending to check the food on their plates, as if they were afraid that they too would become victims of the laxative incident.
However, since Bloody Balor ordered Peeves to stop adding laxatives to his food, the laxative incident has come to an end.
As for who gave Peeves the laxative, not even Bloody Balor knew.
After all, Albert and Peeves had an agreement that Peeves could not leak their information, otherwise they would not provide Peeves with interesting things in the future.
Peeves naturally didn't want to lose this good opportunity.
The things Albert gave him were very interesting, but the portions were a bit small. The small packet of basil powder brought Peeves a lot of joy.
Peeves no longer adds laxatives to his food. In fact, it is not because of Bloody Barrow, but because the basil bean powder kindly provided by Albert has been used up.
Just took this opportunity to relax for a while.
Although Peeves likes to be naughty and mischievous, he also knows that everything should be done in moderation.
"What’s wrong with you?"
George, who was chewing sausage in his mouth and flipping through today's Daily Prophet in his hand, followed Albert's gaze and looked at the teacher's seat.
"nothing."
Albert had already withdrew his gaze, and he could feel that Professor Quirrell seemed very happy.
What could possibly make him so happy?
Albert thought about it carefully and could probably guess a few possible reasons.
Professor Quirrell has obtained the dragon egg and is planning to use it to bribe Hagrid?
"By the way, when did Hagrid get the dragon eggs?" When Albert absentmindedly put the last piece of bread into his mouth, he saw Hermione Granger walking towards this side.
"Albert, there is something I want to talk to you about alone." Hermione took a deep breath and said to Albert.
"What's the matter?" Albert looked at Hermione in confusion. After noticing her serious gaze, he nodded subconsciously and agreed, "Oh, okay, let's go over there."
After saying that, Albert turned to his three roommates and said, "You go to the library first, and I will find you later."
"There's no rush, you can chat slowly." The three of them all looked at Albert with expressions that we understand.