The castle, which had become deserted due to the Christmas vacation, became lively again after the students returned.
Gryffindor students gathered together in twos and threes to chat about trivial matters during the holidays, and a few students were working hard on their holiday homework.
After Albert packed up the dormitory, he and Lee Jordan sat by the window playing wizard cards. This deck was different from the original one. The classification was more detailed, and even the cards became very different.
It's formal and can be sold.
Although wizard cards are no longer as popular as they were in the beginning, there are still many students in the school who are willing to join the wizard card club.
Everyone is not just for the championship reward, but also because they can always find friends to play cards with in the club.
It feels really great to have everyone get together and play cards.
The only regret is that the Wizarding Cards are still not mass-produced, and selling them is a loss-making business. Today's Wizarding Cards Club relies more on Lee Jordan's enthusiasm for management, and he himself is also enthusiastic about it.
"It's not easy to finally beat you once." Li Jordan raised his hands, stretched out, and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since you played the wizard card."
"Yeah, it's been a long time since I played." Albert put down the wizard card in his hand, looked sideways at Fred and George who were copying their homework, and asked with a smile: "How are you, have you finished copying?
"
"It's almost there, there's only one last bit left."
"It will be finished soon."
"I don't know why they just don't want to spend some time on this." Lee Jordan was not surprised by this. After every vacation, Fred and George needed to copy their homework suddenly in order to complete their vacation homework.
"Who's seen Harry?"
Wood looked around the common room and walked towards Fred and George.
"Wood, what do you want from Harry? He seemed to have something to go back to the dormitory just now, and he should be coming down soon." Lee Jordan raised his hand and greeted Wood, "Oh, he's here."
"Something happened." Wood didn't say much, he had already seen Harry.
"What do you think they are talking about?" Lee Jordan said, looking at the two people over there.
"It's probably about Quidditch. Now Wood is only paying attention to Quidditch." Albert speculated: "He was probably asking Potter if he bought a new broomstick and if there was any way to deal with the Dementors.
question."
"I guess so."
Li Jordan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't hold it back and quietly leaned over to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.
Albert put away the cards on the table and put them back into the box. He moved his eyes towards the sneaking Lee Jordan and couldn't help but feel funny.
"Firebolt? Seriously? A real Firebolt?"
Wood's voice was loud, almost roaring, and the atmosphere in the entire common room couldn't help but stagnate. Everyone could feel his excitement and excitement from Wood's voice, and they all looked towards where Harry and Wood were.
, quietly raised his ears and eavesdropped.
"With a curse? How could there be a curse?" Wood couldn't believe what he heard.
"No, I'll go talk to Professor McGonagall and ask her to reason."
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Wood seemed to have been stimulated by something, his face was pale, and he was walking hurriedly out of the common room.
"Harry received a Firebolt for Christmas."
After Lee Jordan came back, he told Albert and the twins the news, "But the Firebolt sent was not signed. I don't know who gave it to Harry as a Christmas gift. Professor McGonagall felt that the Firebolt was suspicious and worried."
There is some evil spell on it, so take the Firebolt away for inspection."
"It's normal for Professor McGonagall to think that the Firebolt is suspicious. After all, it's not signed, and the Firebolt is very expensive. If someone deliberately tampered with it, Potter might be in danger after riding the broomstick." Albert
She understood Professor McGonagall's actions, and she only cared about Harry Potter's safety, even though the other party might not appreciate it.
"The whole country is searching for Black, how could he walk into a Quidditch boutique to buy a broomstick?" Ron, who was sitting not far from them, retorted in a low voice.
"Why go into a Quidditch boutique?" Albert looked at Ron in confusion and reminded, "As long as someone is willing to pay and can afford it, let the owl help pre-order. As for the buyer, you can think of whoever you want.
Just deal with the name."
"Do you also think that the Firebolt was given by Black?" Hermione just climbed into the common room through the hole and happened to hear them talking about this matter, so she couldn't help but interject.
"I don't know. As long as we don't find the person who sent the Firebolt, everything is possible, right?" Of course Albert knew that the Firebolt was a gift from Black to Harry.
"Albert, can we talk in private?" Hermione said in a low voice, "I have something to tell you."
"Very important?"
"Very important."
"Okay." Albert stood up and followed Hermione out of the common room.
The two of them found a hidden passage that was remote and uninhabited. After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, Hermione took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down her emotions before saying, "I discovered that Professor Lupine seems to be... a werewolf."
Hermione quickly recounted how she discovered Professor Lupin's identity.
It turned out that during the Christmas vacation, Hermione completed the homework assigned by Snape on how to identify and kill werewolves, and discovered that Professor Lupine always took leave during the full moon, and that his Boggart was a moon.
After Hermione finished talking about her discovery, she noticed that Albert didn't have much reaction, and couldn't help but ask: "You actually knew it a long time ago, right?"
"Yes, I guessed it. I guessed it after I noticed that Professor Lupin always gets sick during the full moon." Albert did not deny this. As for the excuse, of course he made it up casually. Hermione mentioned it just now.
Moon profit and loss chart.
"Why did Dumbledore let a werewolf teach our Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Hermione looked uneasy. Although she came from the Muggle world, she still knew exactly what being a werewolf meant.
In the magical world, werewolves are more notorious than giants, because once bitten by a werewolf, it basically means that your life is ruined.
"Although many werewolves have become very evil due to the torture of lycanthropy and isolation from other wizards, there are still a small number of werewolves with good intentions." Albert gently calmed Hermione's uneasy mood and continued: "Lupin
The professor is obviously not an evil wizard, otherwise Dumbledore would not invite him to serve in the school."
"But when you turn into a werewolf..."
"As long as it is properly controlled, Professor Lupine will not pose a threat to students."
"Reasonable control?"
"Yes, since Professor Dumbledore asked Professor Lupine to serve as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I think he should have asked Professor Snape to prepare wolfsbane potion for Professor Lupin. As long as this potion is taken, the werewolf will transform after the transformation.
If you can still maintain your sanity, it will no longer be so dangerous."
Hermione remembered that Harry had mentioned that when Snape tried to use medicine to murder Lupin, the potion at that time should have been the so-called "wolfsbane potion".
"Actually, most werewolves have a very hard life. It is not difficult to see this from Professor Lupine's clothes." Albert sighed softly and said: "Professor Dumbledore undoubtedly gave Professor Lupine a decent appearance."
It’s a job, but one thing you need to know is that Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is also a very risky profession.”
"Are you referring to the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Hermione had also heard that almost no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor could serve for more than one year.
"You probably don't know that since I came to Hogwarts, except for Professor Bard who resigned early and was not injured, Professor Smith has disappeared, Professor Quirrell has died, and Professor Lockhart has become a fool." Albert.
He continued: "I estimate that few wizards are willing to come to Hogwarts to serve as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. This position is too unlucky, and Professor Lupine happens to need a decent career, so Professor Dumbledore happens to be lacking."
Only talented people will invite him to serve in the school."
"Of course, I think that in order to prevent Professor Lu Ping from having an accident, it is best to remind him to resign in advance to avoid possible dangers."
Hermione opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.
"Help keep it a secret, please?"
Hermione nodded.
"By the way, did you have a fight with Potter and Weasley?" Albert asked, changing the subject.
"Because of the Firebolt, both of them don't pay much attention to me." Hermione's mood was a little depressed.
"Well...it can only be said that we are still young, and some things are not so thoroughly seen." Albert comforted softly, "Most people are actually more concerned about their own feelings, whether it is you, me, or Ron
Or Harry, we care more about our own affairs."
"I think Harry must know that you do it for his own good, but sometimes that's the case. People are complex creatures, and sometimes they don't want you to do it for their own good." Albert suddenly said, "I think you look like
It’s very tiring. Twelve courses must put a lot of pressure on you. If I were you, I would give up Divination and Muggle Studies.”
"I can't do it, I don't want to give up." Hermione shook her head.
"That's how it is sometimes." Albert said calmly, "As a friend, all I can help you is to persuade you to give up a few courses and give you some advice, that's all."
"Of course, I'm not qualified to say this." Albert laughed at himself.