While a few people were talking, the train had left London and was speeding through the fields, leaving behind white smoke drifting in the wind.
In the carriage, Fred and George were telling Albert about their achievements throughout the summer vacation. The twins originally wanted to try to crack the laborious fireworks and develop their own fireworks. Unfortunately, funds limited their research.
"Your knowledge accumulation is not enough!"
Albert broke the twins' unrealistic illusions, "It is difficult to achieve results in many things."
In fact, when Fred and George said this, they hoped that Albert could help them study together. Naturally, they knew what they were lacking, but as long as Albert was willing to help, many problems would no longer be problems.
At this moment, there was a rattling noise in the aisle. Albert opened the door of the carriage and walked out to buy snacks from the witch pushing the cart.
Although Daisy helped prepare the sandwiches, it did not affect Albert's interest in buying snacks. Who gave him Galleons!
Lee Jordan also bought a box of Big Beans and four bottles of pumpkin juice. As for Fred and George, they planned to leave the galleons to the shop in Hogsmeade.
At lunch time, Fred took out a bulging cardboard box, opened it and filled it with sandwiches.
"Beef sandwich." George reached out and picked up a piece from the carton, took a bite, and muttered, "But it's a bit dry."
"Don't look at me, I didn't bring any food, but I have this!"
Lee Jordan divided the four bottles of pumpkin juice he just bought.
Albert also took out his share, a ham and egg sandwich, plus the pumpkin pie and meat pie he just bought. They put the food on the table and shared it together. They didn't plan to be too full, anyway.
There is also a big meal after school.
While a few people were eating, someone knocked on the door of the carriage.
When Fred opened the door, he saw a round-faced boy standing outside.
"I'm sorry..." the boy said uneasily, "I want to ask... have you seen my toad?"
"No, you can look elsewhere." Albert replied. He remembered the name of this man. He seemed to be Potter's roommate, the guy who finally killed Voldemort's Horcrux snake with Gryffindor's sword.
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"Which college do you think he will be assigned to?" Fred suddenly asked after the carriage door closed again.
"Hufflepuff." Lee Jordan said without thinking.
"I also think he will go to Hufflepuff." George agreed.
"Definitely not Slytherin." Albert said, "Probably choose one between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff."
"Gryffindor?" Fred raised an eyebrow, "I think he seems to lack courage."
"I think you have misunderstood courage." Albert raised his eyebrows and said, "Although he is very nervous, he is still looking for his toad in one carriage after another in such a strange place. Isn't this a kind of toad?
Where’s the courage?”
The three of them looked at each other, and finally decided not to argue with Albert. Judging from past experience, they could not argue with Albert.
After lunch, Fred and Lee Jordan played two games of wizard cards. George was obsessed with fingering Tom. Albert was reading the contents recorded in the Golden Book and considering the possibility of making a double-sided mirror.
At this time, someone knocked on the carriage door again.
This time it was a little girl with brown hair, and she was accompanied by a round-faced boy who had lost his toad.
"Have any of you seen a toad?" she said to the people in the carriage. "Neville has lost a toad."
Hermione Granger?
Albert glanced at the last member of the trio of saviors and quietly compared it with his sister.
Well, it turns out that my sister is cuter.
"No." Albert said, "You can search elsewhere. If you really can't find it, go to the student union president for help and ask him to help you use the flying spell to summon the toad."
"Oh, thank you." Hermione was stunned for a moment and nodded to express her gratitude, although she didn't understand what Albert meant.
After the door closed, George suddenly asked, "I thought you would help him."
"Let the president of the student union do it, otherwise what will they do?" Albert curled his lips and changed the subject, "Which college do you think she will be in?"
"Ravenclaw."
"I also think it might be Ravenclaw." Lee Jordan said, "It is said that the people who are sorted there have a bit of a weird personality. Then again, many people thought you would be sorted into Ravenclaw."
"What do you think?"
"Ravenclaw. Of course, it could also be Gryffindor." Albert said casually, "Why do you want to be sorted into Gryffindor?"
"Because we think it's the best there, and our whole family is in Gryffindor." George thought for a while and said.
"Dumbledore is from Gryffindor," Lee Jordan added.
"That's the reason." Albert said, "Who gave Gryffindor a great Dumbledore? Just like many people don't want to go to Slytherin, the mysterious man made most Slytherins
Notorious."
The faces of the three people couldn't help but twitch. Albert's explanation made them feel that it made so much sense.
They said nothing more about it. An owl brought today's Prophet newspaper, and Albert opened it and flipped through the latest headlines.
Rita Skeeter ridiculed the Ministry of Magic in the newspaper because of their incompetence in allowing a serial smuggler to escape successfully, and during the pursuit, many wizards were injured and sent to the hospital.
Albert flipped through the newspaper and found that the reward for finding Rowena Smith was no longer published in the newspaper, and he had probably given up.
After all, as an insider, Gerber Smith's announcement of the reward was just a statement.
"Have you finished reading? I want to see the sports section." George said when he saw Albert closing the newspaper.
"If you need it in the future, you can place an advertisement in the Daily Prophet, but I don't know how much it will cost." Albert muttered, he still didn't know much about the magical world.
"I know this. I've already asked Dad. The kind of advertisement that takes up most of the page is very expensive." George pointed at the advertisement for Nimbus 2000 and said, "It costs hundreds of galleons for one time, and this kind of advertisement is very cheap.
"
He pointed to the advertisement that occupied only a small corner of the newspaper, with a single slogan: "Mrs. Skoll's All-Purpose Miracle Stain Remover: Remove stains with ease!"
At this moment, the carriage door was knocked again.
Fred opened the carriage and found the same round-faced fat kid standing outside the carriage.
When the four people turned their heads to look, the boy seemed very uneasy.
"We didn't find Neville's toad, could you..."
"Can you help me find the toad?"
"Yes, use the flying spell you just mentioned."
"You didn't go to the student union president for help?" Albert raised his eyebrows. Seeing that the two of them were silent, he picked up the wand from the table and cast a spell. "Here comes Neville's toad."
After a while, a toad flew in through the window.
"Leif, thank God!" Neville stretched out his arms to hug the flying toad and shouted ecstatically.
"God, he doesn't have time to help you." Albert joked.
"Why did the toad fly in from the window?" Hermione asked puzzledly.
"The toad just flew over from other carriages." Albert turned his head and said to the round-faced boy, "If you don't want to lose it again, you'd better put it in a cage."