Although Albert told the three of them the cruelty of the truth, it still failed to dispel the idea of Fred and others wanting to make a fortune.
In the next few days, the three people began to frequent the Forbidden Forest, trying to dig up snow mushrooms, hoping to make a fortune.
However, the reality is undoubtedly cruel.
The three of them worked hard for several days, but found nothing, and they also annoyed Hagrid because they frequently entered the woods.
The gamekeeper complained to Albert about this and began to take action to drive the twin brothers out of the woods.
Entering March, the weather quickly warmed up. The snow in the woods began to melt, and the snow mushrooms that were only found in the snow also disappeared with the snow. After working for a few days, the Weasley brothers sat listlessly with nothing to gain.
In the library.
They have been having a hard time recently. They were caught by Hagrid when they entered the forest, and were taken to Professor McGonagall.
The result is predictable - confinement.
This incident made Filch extremely happy. That old face showed a rare scary smile, which frightened the three of them.
In recent days, Filch had been tormenting them a lot.
"Don't be depressed, life is still beautiful." Albert patted Fred's shoulder comfortingly and suggested: "Let's go fishing at the lake on Saturday."
"Forget it, let's not go. We don't want to be taught a lesson by Hagrid again." Fred was still complaining about Hagrid for handing them over to Professor McGonagall.
"Okay!" Albert didn't say any more.
"What are you doing?" Angelina put down her quill, raised her head and asked curiously: "I remember that your Transfiguration homework has been completed a long time ago."
"Write a paper for "Transfiguration Today". Professor McGonagall asked me to write it during the last Transfiguration Club." Albert explained casually, but he didn't realize how amazing this was.
"You said you wrote it for a magazine?"
"Preparing to publish a paper in Transfiguration Today?" Not only Angelina, but everyone else was shocked when they heard this.
"Not yet? The manuscript will be handed over to Professor McGonagall first. She will screen out the suitable ones and help revise them before sending them to Transfiguration Today." Albert's thesis is: How to apply Transfiguration to combat.
field.
This is an area that Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are good at, and he just combined what he had seen before with the theory of transformation.
In fact, Albert does not think that his paper can be published in Transfiguration Today. However, writing this paper is not without benefits. After reading it, Professor McGonagall will revise it carefully and write her final comment.
Opinions and comments to help the students in the Transfiguration Club go further.
Every time I write this thing, revise it, and read it, Albert's deformation theory will improve significantly, which is one of the reasons why Albert takes this matter seriously.
"I suddenly feel that Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club is very prestigious." Shanna admired Albert for being invited to the Transfiguration Club. "I don't know if Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club still accepts people."
"Forget it." Aaliya poured cold water on Shanna, "It's impossible. Unless you are particularly outstanding in this area, you won't be invited in."
"I just think about it, the Transfiguration taught by Professor McGonagall is very difficult. How can I have time to learn the more difficult Transfiguration, let alone write papers that require the death of countless brain cells." Shanna muttered in a low voice.
It would indeed kill a lot of brain cells.
Albert always felt that his knowledge was not enough. What he spent several days writing was still not enough to satisfy him. Albert decided to hand over the paper to Professor McGonagall. As for whether it could be published
In magazines, he really didn't care too much.
Albert himself knew very well that his current knowledge of Transfiguration was enough to cope with the Transfiguration classes in the past few years.
Unless there are related tasks, he has no plans to invest more experience in it for the time being.
To some extent, living beyond your means is not a good idea.
In fact, Albert also tried to stimulate tasks in this area, but never succeeded.
"Did you finish writing?" Aaliya said with emotion, "Your speed is still as amazing as ever."
"It took me several days to write it."
"You don't mind lending it to me?" Aria changed the subject.
Albert did not refuse and handed the parchment across the table. Just as he thought, Aaliya returned the parchment without looking at it for long.
No doubt she couldn't understand.
It is too difficult for students to explore and study magic in depth. What they mainly learn and master are the most basic things.
Whether to dig deeper or not is a personal decision.
When Hogwarts students graduate, how many students will be able to practice spells to level 2 on the skill panel?
"You look tired." Shanna whispered.
"That's it for this paper. It took a lot of effort. I can only say that I haven't reached that level yet." Albert began to pack up the books and prepared to go to the kitchen to have a cup of afternoon tea to relax.
It would be better if you could eat some cake.
"If we're not at that level, then what kind of level are we?" Lee Jordan muttered.
Albert ignored him and asked, "Is anyone going to the kitchen?"
"Me!" Fred also stood up, preparing to leave with Albert.
"Come on, you haven't finished your homework yet." George interrupted Fred's good wishes cruelly, "Let's go now, I don't know how long it will take to finish the homework later, so hurry up and finish it while everyone is here.
over."
Fred sat down again dejectedly and continued his homework.
"see you later."
After leaving the library, walking through the corridor, and reaching the first floor from the movable staircase, when passing by the foyer, Filch stared at him for a long time as he mopped the floor.
Albert didn't care at all and went directly to the kitchen located under the auditorium.
Albert was a frequent visitor to the kitchen, and the house elves warmly welcomed him and entertained him with milk tea and pies.
"Thank you." Albert said with a smile. His thank you always made the house elves feel scared, but he knew that these little ones liked to hear people say this.
"Are you preparing dinner?" Albert asked curiously.
"Yes sir." The house elf nodded.
"Do you mind chatting with me for a few words?" Albert took a bite of the pie, drank another sip of milk tea, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and asked, "I'm very interested in everything here? Including you hardworking people.
The little guy.”
"It's my pleasure."
"Sit down." Albert asked, "What's your name?"
"Kara," the house elf said.
"It's okay, I don't mind." Albert pointed to the chair and said gently.
The house elf was unwilling to sit down no matter what. When Albert saw this, he had no intention of forcing him, but just curiously asked: "Your magic is very special. I can see that it is different from the magic we use."
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"Yes sir, the magic we use is different." The house elf hesitated and seemed unwilling to discuss this topic.
"Can you use our magic?" Albert saw the house elf shaking his head repeatedly but refusing to speak, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's change the topic. Can you make garlic scrambled eggs?
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"Garlic scrambled eggs?" Kara repeated a little confused.
"Garlic scrambled eggs are..." Albert began to tell the house elves how to make garlic scrambled eggs, trying to impress the cooking skills of these house elves.