Hagrid's desire to become Professor of Care of Magical Creatures did not make Fred, George and Lee Jordan depressed for too long. As for the wound on the back of Fred's hand, it has been completely healed under Madam Pomfrey's treatment.
The end of October has quietly arrived, and students in the third year and above of Hogwarts are all talking about going to Hogsmeade.
Fred and George wanted to go to Zuko's Joke Shop to replenish stink bombs and see if they could learn from the store manager about his experience in opening a store.
However, will store manager Zuko be willing to share his store opening experience with the twins? Albert doubts this, but not everyone is as generous as him.
On the morning of Halloween, Albert woke up with everyone, and when he went downstairs to have breakfast, he could smell the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin floating in the air in the corridor on the first floor.
"Today is another beautiful day." George happily stuffed the pumpkin pie into his mouth,
"You can go to Hogsmeade and have a lot of fun." After Fred swallowed the grilled sausage, he took another sip of pumpkin juice. "In the evening, you can also attend the Halloween dinner and have a sumptuous dinner.
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"You can also go to the 500th anniversary party of Nearly Headless Nico." Albert raised his head from the newspaper and glanced at Hermione, who was not far away and was reminding Harry domineeringly to abide by the agreement.
"What's the death anniversary party?" Lee Jordan asked in confusion.
"It's a gathering of ghosts." Albert looked away, continued to read the headlines in the Daily Prophet, and explained casually.
"Gathering of ghosts?" George asked suspiciously, "How did you know?"
"Harry Potter mentioned it just now, but you didn't pay attention." Albert motioned for the three of them to look sideways. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting two tables away from them.
They all turned their heads and looked this way.
"Sounds interesting." Fred was very interested.
"Don't be stupid, ghost food is not in line with human appetite." Albert looked at Fred with an idiot's eyes and said angrily, "If you can swallow the moldy and rotten food at the banquet, then...
Pretend I didn’t say anything.”
After hearing what Albert said, Harry's face turned ugly. He now didn't want to go to the death anniversary party at all. However, in the end, he succumbed to Hermione's eyes. Ron originally said that after listening to Albert's words,
They didn't want to go either, but Hermione gave them a sharp look, and they couldn't help but shrink their necks with guilt. Who knew that they had already agreed to accompany Harry to Nick's death anniversary party?
"By the way, are you not going to go to Hogsmeade with us later?" Lee Jordan looked at Albert who was reading the newspaper seriously and asked tentatively.
"Well, I have an appointment with someone else." Albert said without raising his head.
"Just say go on a date." Fred rolled his eyes at Albert. This guy had not gone to Hogsmeade with them since he had a girlfriend.
"What are you reading? Is there any big news in the newspaper?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.
"Well, the Wolfsbane potion has been completed. Mr. Damocles made the formula public and received the Medal of Merlin." Albert briefly introduced.
"Wolfsbane Potion, what is that?" the three asked in confusion. If you can get the Merlin Medal with just one potion, there is no doubt that Wolfsbane Potion is a great invention.
"A potion that can be drunk to keep werewolves calm and harmless during transformation."
Albert quickly looked at the formula and preparation process above, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with a very strange expression.
In fact, Damocles invented the wolfsbane potion long ago, but the preparation of this potion is very difficult, and the raw materials are very expensive, so it is not something that werewolves can afford at all.
Later, Hertok Dagworth also invited Albert to participate in the improvement of the werewolf potion. Not only them, but also many famous potion masters participated. Although the difficulty of preparing the potion was related to the price of the raw materials used,
Both have been reduced a lot, but for poor werewolves, there is actually no difference between one hundred Galleons and one thousand Galleons, and they can't afford it anyway.
Of course, wolfsbane potion is not that expensive, but the price is not something a werewolf can afford.
Albert couldn't help but shake his head after reading this.
"What's wrong?" Fred noticed Albert shaking his head.
“The price is too expensive.”
“The price is too expensive?”
"As we all know, werewolves have always been discriminated against by wizards. It is difficult to find a job in the magical world. They are basically a group of poor people who cannot afford this thing." Albert said angrily, "You must take wolf in advance before the full moon.
Poison potion requires at least dozens of galleons to be consumed every month, not counting the waste caused by failure to concoct the potion. What is even worse is that the number of wizards who are capable of brewing wolfsbane potion is very small."
The three of them already understood what Albert meant. Wolfsbane potion was indeed a great invention, but werewolves couldn't afford it!
"By the way, if you have time, come with us to Zuko's Joke Shop. Maybe you can get some useful experience from Zuko's mouth." Fred changed the subject, and they did not discuss Wolfsbane Potion.
No special attention.
"You can talk about the wizard cards." Albert casually made an excuse for the three of them, "Tell Zuko that you want to open a shop selling wizard cards in the future. Remember not to tell Zuko too much about the wizard cards.
It’s a matter of fact, so that the other party won’t be fooled into saying everything without even a few words of conversation.”
"We know what to do." After Fred and George looked at each other, they took out their notebooks and took notes to avoid forgetting them later.
"See you at the dinner." Albert accompanied the three of them to the front hall and sent them away under Filch's gaze. Then he slowly took out his pocket watch from his pocket and checked the time before returning to the auditorium.
, while reading the newspaper, he continued to wait for the appointed time to arrive.
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
Before long, Albert heard Isobel's voice coming from his side.
"Let's go."
Albert stood up and left the auditorium hall under the gazes of the girls. Before leaving, he glanced at Mrs. Norris at Filch's feet who was checking the list in the foyer.
"What's wrong?"
Halfway to the school gate, Isobel asked, and she obviously noticed Albert's behavior just now.
"The predictions I made before have never been realized." Albert said softly, "However, I feel that something may happen at today's banquet."
"Why do you have such an idea?" Isobel felt a little strange.
"An intuition." Albert stretched out his hand and held the girl's soft palm, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, where should we go later, or to Mrs. Puddifu's Tea House?"