Albert found a nice thing in the catalog order, which was an exquisite and small silver phoenix badge, but the price was a bit expensive, costing one Galleung.
However, Albert is still going to let the owl order it and give it to Nia as a Christmas gift.
After closing the catalog and placing the order back in his school bag, he closed the thick book on the table and prepared to put it back to its original place. When Albert passed the bookshelf with the book in hand, he looked at an acquaintance in surprise.
"I've been in a lot of trouble recently!" After seeing Albert, Truman showed a little surprise on his face and lowered his voice and said, "But it's a great job."
"Thank you." Albert put the book back on the bookshelf and asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"
"A curse, a useful curse!" Truman muttered in a low voice, "I'm going to duel with Prefect Notch of Ravenclaw."
Albert couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. What kind of cool operation is this?
"Are you dueling with the prefect of Ravenclaw?" Albert asked in a low voice.
Truman nodded.
"What's going on? Are you going to hesitate to discuss, or...use a duel to resolve conflicts?" Albert has actually guessed that possibility. If it was a friendship discussion, Truman would not come here to look for useful curses.
"However, I'm afraid the school won't be too happy. They won't be willing to see students using duels to solve problems, and..."
Albert believed that Truman had little chance of winning. Since the other party was a prefect of Ravenclaw, it meant that his grades were not bad. There would be a gap in the mastery and use of magic between the two parties.
"Notch insists that Bridget Wenlock is from Ravenclaw." Truman said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
"Bridget Wenlock?" Albert asked doubtfully. He had never heard of this name.
"Bridget Wenlock was a famous arithmetic divinationist in the thirteenth century. She was the first person to discover the magical properties of the number seven." Truman explained: "I was learning arithmetic and talking to others about it.
This matter. Later, when he passed by, he said that Wenlock was from Ravenclaw, and I argued about it, and then it evolved into this."
"So, Bridget Wenlock is from Hufflepuff."
"Of course, the chocolate frog picture has an introduction from Bridget Wenlock." Truman took out a chocolate frog picture and handed it to Albert.
After reading it, Albert asked, "Why didn't you give this to him then?"
"I asked a friend for this later," Truman explained. "Furthermore, I don't think the other party would admit it even if I showed it to him. That guy must have known that he was wrong, but he just wouldn't admit it."
Albert already understood the reason for their duel,
A typical argument would lead to mutual insults, and then turn into physical beatings.
In his previous life, Albert had seen too many such things. There were a lot of people on the Internet who had this kind of virtue. However, since there was a layer of network across the network, he couldn't crawl along the network cable to hit people, so it didn't exist.
The only way to do anything is to criticize each other in online forums.
This time it was different, both sides were already furious.
Perhaps, at the beginning, the Ravenclaw prefect had misremembered it. When the two sides were angry at each other until their faces turned red, even if they realized the mistake, they would not admit it, so it turned into this duel.
Obviously, the Ravenclaw prefect was furious, at least that's what Truman thought.
Not everyone has the courage to admit their mistakes like Gryffindor. No, even Gryffindors, few have such courage. Just like Dumbledore's classic saying: People are prone to mistakes.
It is difficult to forgive others for their mistakes, but it is difficult to forgive others for their mistakes.
Truman just wanted to safeguard the honor of Hufflepuff. At least, in their eyes, it was hard to find a famous person in his own house, but you had no shame in insisting that he was from Ravenclaw.
"Do you need me to give you a little advice?" Albert said softly.
"Okay!" Truman was a little looking forward to Albert's proposal.
"It's not a duel, that will get you into trouble." Albert reminded, "Don't admit that it was a duel."
Truman felt a little regretful: "..."
"You certainly don't want to be locked up!" Albert said.
"I don't want to." Truman nodded repeatedly.
"Do you know the disarming spell?"
"No." Truman said gloomily.
"Follow me!" Albert gestured to Truman to follow him out. The library was not a good place to talk. He had already noticed Mrs. Pince looking over here. If he didn't want to be kicked out by the chicken feather blanket, then
Just leave on your own.
The two of them walked out of the library one after another and came to the corridor outside.
Albert looked at the Slytherin students passing by, narrowed his eyes and said to Truman: "The disarming spell is to disarm you, that's what he meant, it is to disarm the opponent."
"You mean, get rid of Notch's weapon." Truman's tone was a little excited. If the wizard lost his wand, it would be like a tiger losing his minions.
"Yes. But you must be the first to use it first." Albert suddenly said: "You must count one, two, and three in a duel. When you count to one, you have to sneak attack him first, otherwise you probably won't be him.
opponent."
"But..." Truman seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Albert.
"This is not a duel, is it?" Albert said lightly, "Wait until you disarm Nocchi and use a full-body binding spell while he is stunned. You can use it!"
"Yes." Truman nodded.
"Then, go up and beat him until he realizes that he was wrong." Albert made a fist-pumping gesture.
"With fists?" Truman was a little unable to understand Albert's thinking mode.
"There is a saying that the truth is in the fist." Albert looked at the stunned Truman and said: "And he is indeed wrong. He refuses to admit it and wants to teach you a lesson through a duel. Don't forget, he is older than
You are two years older and know more about magic than you..."
Albert suddenly paused and his eyes fell on a certain red-haired girl from Ravenclaw.
"You know Isobel, right?"
"We met several times in the same club." Albert continued after making sure there was no one around, "There is a saying that you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. The best way to wake them up is"
"Hit him hard!" Truman suddenly felt that it made sense. No matter what the sneak attack was, what he wanted was to give the other party a good lesson.
Albert nodded and said: "Remember, don't use jinxes. Using jinxes is worse than using fists. When the time comes, when you are caught, you will tell Professor Sprout why you were fighting. Remember
, it's a fight, not a duel, your dean will definitely not punish you, after all, you are fighting for the honor of the college."
"That's okay." Truman was dumbfounded. He was already convinced, yes, he was beating you for honor. Just when he was excited, he suddenly realized one thing, he couldn't do the disarming spell.
"Follow me, I know what you need...a collection of self-defense spells." Albert led Truman in, "You need to find someone to practice with you, don't look at me, I don't have that kind of free time, you can find someone
Hufflepuff's best friend."
"Okay, thank you, remember to watch the duel on the weekend." Truman grinned: "On the lawn near the Black Lake."
"I will." Albert nodded and looked at Truman's back, his eyes falling on his task panel.
Enthusiastic help
Your friend Gabriel Truman seems to be in some trouble. As the first wizard friend you know, you should help him solve the problem as much as possible.
Reward: 100 experience points, Gabriel Truman's favor 10
distant victory
Your friend does not have any advantage in the upcoming duel. As a friend, you should find a way to help him turn defeat into victory.
Reward: 1000 experience, a random skill from the mission target, Gabriel Truman's favor 10.
Albert was a little interested in randomly acquiring a skill from the mission target. When he returned to his seat, Shanna, who had just finished her homework, asked curiously, "What did you just do?"
"Nothing, I just met a friend and chatted for a few words." Albert noticed Mrs. Pince looking over, quickly shut up, checked the homework he had just finished, and put him away.