Due to the outstanding performance of the Gryffindor team in the Quidditch match and the important role played by Harry and Albert in solving the Chamber of Secrets incident, the house scored a huge amount of points, causing Gryffindor to win the House Cup.
Successfully defended the title with an unprecedented high score.
At the year-end banquet, scarlet and gold decorations filled the banquet hall, and the long table in Gryffindor House was particularly lively, as everyone celebrated this great victory.
Only the Slytherin students and their dean had dark faces, and Malfoy stared at Harry Potter with resentful eyes, wondering what bad intentions he had in mind.
On the last day of the semester, the school announced the exam results.
Albert was the undisputed number one in this class. Fred and George successfully passed the exams in every subject after working hard in cramming.
The journey home on the Hogwarts Express was not as smooth as Albert had expected.
Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle couldn't wait any longer and were ready to give Harry a good beating.
However, they didn't know that Fred and George were also squatting. When Malfoy and his friends ambush Harry who came out of the bathroom, the two people who had been hiding under the Disillusionment Curse bumped into each other by chance.
to this scene.
So, he used the magic he learned from Albert a while ago on the Malfoy trio.
The dazzling light emitted by the spell was so bright that Harry couldn't even open his eyes.
After the light dissipated, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were all lying unconscious on the walkway outside the toilet.
"What happened to them?"
Ron deliberately stepped on Malfoy's body, walked to Goyle and squatted down, looking at the little tentacles emerging from Goyle's face with great interest, feeling particularly happy.
"It seems that Albert is right, some spells cannot be mixed." George said seriously, "However, the effect is very interesting."
"Okay, let's not leave them here, it will affect other people." Ron looked at the embarrassed Malfoy, and then looked at the toilet in the bathroom with evil intentions, obviously wanting to kill this person.
Stuff your head into the toilet.
"No, put Mr. Malfoy's head in the toilet, he will drown." Fred said, using his wand to control the three of them to stand up, and together with George, they put them in a loving embrace.
"I think people who come in later will definitely be amazed by their relationship that goes beyond friendship."
As he said that, George raised the camera he borrowed from Albert, took a few photos of the three of them, and said with a smile: "Look, now there is even proof of friendship."
"Don't forget to erase their memories." Lee Jordan reminded, "Which of you knows the Forgetting Curse?"
The twins looked at each other, neither of them had ever used this spell.
"The Oblivion Curse?" Harry asked.
"It just makes them forget what happened just now." Fred explained, raising his wand.
"Be careful, don't turn people into idiots."
"Wouldn't that be better?"
"No, that will get you into trouble. Okay, hurry up, it's like being crowded in the toilet." Lee Jordan said and turned around and left.
"Everything is forgotten."
Fred pointed his wand at Malfoy's head and muttered softly.
After using the Forgetting Curse, the expressions on the three people's faces became more and more confused.
"Very good, very good." He was very satisfied with the effect of the Forgetting Curse.
"What happened to them?"
Hermione walked towards this side and looked at the three people in the toilet with stunned expressions.
"Nothing, let's go, don't disturb their love for each other."
Everyone left the toilet together, closed the door behind their backs, and put up a malfunction sign.
"I think old Malfoy will definitely have unexpected surprises after finding his precious son."
"Who wants to play the wizard card?"
"I have to give the camera back."
"Maybe they were kissing in the carriage."
"Then it's even more important to go and see it."
Hermione looked at the three people leaving together and didn't know what to say.
Looking at Fred who handed the camera to him, Albert asked: "Is it solved?"
"It's settled, I have some nice photos here, do you want them?" Fred reached into his pocket and took out the photo, preparing to hand it to Albert.
"Forget it, that's your grudge." Albert put away the camera and sent Fred away so that the light bulb would not disturb the two of them chatting.
After the carriage door closed again, Albert continued to talk about the previous topic.
"So, after the mysterious man returns, the entire British wizarding world will fall into panic, and defense against the dark arts items will become even more popular. I plan to make a lot of money from this. Then, plus my family from Muggles
The jackpot won over there means a fortune. Well, the Muggle lottery jackpot is more than you expected. It is at least one million pounds. If it is all converted into galleons, it will be at least two hundred thousand pounds.
Long."
"This is a loophole in the Ministry of Magic's laws." Isobel never thought that Albert would use this method to make money. "You should know that winning a lottery can only be done once."
"Of course I know these things." Albert said nonchalantly, "But who really cares about the laws of the Ministry of Magic? The Ministry of Magic will not know these things. Besides, the Ministry of Magic is very busy this year."
"What will happened?"
Albert placed his hand gently on the crystal ball, and his eyes stayed on it for almost a minute, and a portrait of Blake appeared in front of the two of them.
"What's this?"
Isobel looked at the reward list in the crystal ball and frowned.
"Sirius Black's wanted list." Albert said without thinking: "As far as I know, Black is imprisoned in Azkaban Prison. If his wanted list appears, it means he has escaped from prison, you know
, no one has ever escaped from Azkaban prison, the Ministry of Magic will definitely be in chaos, and no one will notice that I used divination to get myself a large sum of pounds. In fact, they can't notice, because there is no
Evidence that the Ministry of Magic pays little attention to matters in the Muggle world."
"Are your predictions the result of seeing them through a crystal ball?"
Isobel finally understood what Albert's so-called prophecy was about, and she felt that labeling Albert a liar was not an exaggeration.
The so-called prophecies are all his predictions.
"The content you can see through the crystal ball is ultimately limited, just like using runestones for divination. You need to get the information yourself and then analyze it further." Albert said with a smile: "Professor Trelawney is very envious of me.
Her divination ability is not as convenient as mine."
"I thought she was a liar."
"Most of the time, she's really a liar."
Listening to Albert's talk, if you didn't know his background, you would really think that he was a liar. But Albert has an intuition about certain things that no one else has. Perhaps prophecy and talent have brought him
He has lost his confidence, and he is too confident, even though he looks very handsome when he is confident.
Albert cherished his life very much, which made Isobel satisfied that at least he would not have to worry about his life safety in the coming storm.
The two of them talked about France, Nico Flamel, youth potions, and things they were interested in.
Time passed unconsciously, and the Hogwarts Express gradually slowed down. The two got off the train together, passed through the entrance, and returned to the Muggle world.
They separated on the platform, Isobel wanted to stay and wait for Katrina, while Albert walked out of the station alone, and saw Herb talking to someone else outside King's Cross Station.
After seeing Albert, Herb smiled and waved in this direction. He took the suitcase and stuffed it into the trunk.
As soon as he opened the car door, Fat Cat Tom rushed towards him like a ball of flesh bombs.
"Long time no see Tom." Albert picked up Tom and got into the back seat. After closing the car door, he shook the weight and said, "Sure enough, I still need to lose weight."
"You've said it several times."
"Are you wearing makeup?" Albert asked in surprise as he looked at Nia's delicate face. Nia had changed a lot and became more and more beautiful, like a porcelain doll. This is the advantage of European girls. They mature early.
Young and energetic.
"Is there a problem?" Nia asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Yes, if you put on makeup so early, you will age easily." Albert frowned and reminded, "You should exercise more and your skin will naturally get better. There is no need to put on makeup. Isobel seldom puts on makeup."
"Is there a magic potion from the wizard that can make your skin better?" Daisy suddenly asked.
"I think you'd better not drink that weird stuff, if you know what those so-called potions are made of." Herb interrupted and reminded.
It left a bad impression on him back then.
"There are some, but the effect is average." Albert recalled and said: "I can help you pay attention. Girls always like to make themselves more beautiful."
"real?"
"Of course." Albert said, "Since we can make people live forever, why can't we make people look immortal? At least, it should be possible to delay aging."
"Magic is so amazing. If those rich people knew about it, they would go crazy." Daisy looked a little excited.
"They won't, because these potions have not been discovered yet." Albert raised Tom high, "Of course, it is true that there are wizards opening beauty shops. Isobel has also done research in this area. I will ask another day
Give her a try and let you know if it works."
"Woman!"
Herb shook his head slightly, restarted the car, and drove towards the distant highway.