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Chapter 368 The painting style is wrong

After a few days at school, Albert regretted taking all the courses. He felt that his head must have been caught in the door.

It's really irritating. Thinking about just finishing a class and not having time to take a breath, you have to rush to another class again. The time is so tight that it's almost frustrating.

What caused Albert trouble was not the content of the course. The knowledge in the textbook was not difficult for him. Just think about what Muggle Studies is all about.

The Muggle Studies textbook is called: "Family Life and Social Habits of British Muggles". As long as you read the title, you will know what is in it.

Charity Bubbaji is a pro-Muggle witch. In her first Muggle Studies class, she told everyone that there is no difference between wizards and Muggles.

Albert was a little doubtful whether the Muggle Studies professor had ever truly understood Muggles and whether he had spent more than a year in the Muggle world without using magic.

It is undeniable that Professor Charity Bubbaji is an expert in Muggle studies.

All right!

Based on his experience in his previous life, Albert didn't like the word "expert".

Why did you take all the courses?

In fact, Albert wanted to get the time turner. He hoped to obtain the time turner through the task, or to obtain the manufacturing method of the time turner.

Albert didn't really care about the mystery of time. He knew very well that the thing was dangerous, but with this thing, there would be a lot of room for change in some things.

Of course, the use of the time turner requires great caution, and Albert was extremely careful every time he used it. However, having to walk a long distance to go to class every day was the most irritating and intolerable thing for him.

Having to climb up and down several floors in the castle all day long consumes more energy than other sports. Even if you can take a shortcut, the situation is still not much better.

Albert even suspected that if he let Tom go to school with him every day, he would lose weight quickly.

Well, this is a good idea, but it is difficult to put it into action.

He can't take a cat to class every day.

Because of bringing Tom to the common room, all students in Gryffindor House now know that the famous Albert Anderson has a very fat British shorthair cat, and he will hold it whenever he has time.

A feather plays with the cat in the lounge.

"Albert." Quidditch Captain Wood came over, stood in front of Albert, reached out and patted him on the shoulder with a deep voice and said, "Remember to attend training on the weekend."

"Wood, please let me go. I have twelve courses of homework to do now, and I don't have any extra time to play Quidditch." Albert picked up Tom and looked up at Quidditch standing in front of him.

Captain Diqi said rather helplessly.

"Just trying to finish my daily homework is enough."

"We can't find a suitable seeker." Wood didn't intend to let go at all. He picked up the cat teasing stick and shook it and asked, "Besides, are you sure you don't have extra time?"

Wood didn't believe Albert's lies at all.

No extra time?

If you really don’t have that much time, do you still have time to play with cats here every day?

"You can select players. Anyway, it will take a long time before the game starts. I guarantee that you will be able to find a more suitable seeker." Albert almost patted his chest and assured the opponent, "I predicted it for you.

Yes, there will be a young Seeker joining Gryffindor this year. Believe me, you will soon find a better player than me."

"Damn prophecy, don't you know what everyone thinks of Professor Trelawney?" Wood felt that Albert was completely perfunctory. He really didn't understand why such a powerful seeker didn't want to

Join the team and bring glory to the college?

"If...I'm talking about next month, and you really haven't selected a suitable seeker, I will definitely not refuse." Albert glanced at the freshman flying class notice posted on the bulletin board in the common room and said.

"Don't forget what you said." Wood raised his hand and poked Albert's shoulder and said, "Don't think about using other reasons to refuse then."

"I feel like Wood is going to lose."

After Wood left, George, who was writing a paper on shrinkage, whispered to Lee Jordan next to him: "Albert has never lost a bet."

"I think so too. There must be something happening that we don't know about." Fred muttered in a low voice. They all knew that Albert basically didn't do anything that was uncertain. He actually dared to bet with Wood, so there must be something.

Be sure to win the bet.

As for, who will replace Albert as the Seeker of the Gryffindor team?

The three of them looked in a certain direction. Their eyes fell on Harry, who was playing wizard chess with Ron, and they began to whisper again.

"Harry Potter is the candidate that Albert mentioned last time."

"Do you think Harry Potter would be really good at flying?"

"I don't know." George said hesitantly, "But his father is really good at it and has won several trophies for the academy. And I think what Albert said is very accurate."

"The results should be available within this month."

"I have a hunch, it might not take that long." Fred looked at the bulletin board and muttered softly, "I said, Albert, don't you have to do your homework?"

Albert touched Tom's fat belly and said with a smile: "I'm done."

"When did you finish it?" Lee Jordan asked in surprise.

Not long after the semester started, the professors couldn't wait to assign them a lot of homework. Now there are several more classes than before, and the coursework is particularly heavy.

"yesterday."

"You actually told Wood that you didn't have time." Fred looked worried that I would complain.

"I'm telling the truth." Albert nodded seriously and said, "I have twelve courses now, and I have more homework than you do every day."

He sat on the empty seat next to a few people, and Tom was placed on the table next to him, occupying a large empty space all of a sudden. Feeling someone looking over him, Albert turned around and asked with a smile: "

Is something wrong, Miss Granger?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hermione quickly looked away and refocused on her book.

"Your charm is still as amazing as ever." Fred couldn't help but joked: "If you can catch a few more golden snitches for our college, you will definitely be charming."

Albert couldn't help but roll his eyes at Fred, and said casually: "She must have been looking at Tom just now. My cat always pleases the girls."

"That's true." Angelina came over, reached out and touched Tom's head, and said to Albert: "I heard from Wood, congratulations on joining the team. We are expected to win the Quidditch trophy this year.

, by the way, Aaliyah and Katie are also official players this year."

"How on earth did you do that?" Fred asked in surprise.

"How did you do that?" Angelina didn't understand what Fred said.

"This fat cat never lets us touch it." George said with a hint of resentment in his tone, "I almost got caught last time."

"Because you are not a woman." Lee Jordan muttered softly.

"That's because you have bad intentions." Albert glanced at Lee Jordan and said, "The cat's senses are sharper than ours. If you have bad intentions, it will avoid you."

Of course, even though he said this, Albert didn't actually know what the situation was.

"By the way, there's one more thing, I almost forgot." Angelina, who was about to walk away, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Albert.

"What's up?"

"When will this year's wizard card competition be held? And as you said last time, the wizard cards will be completely renewed this semester. When can we get new cards?

"This..." Albert was very troubled because he was really unprepared and had no choice. There were too many things to keep him busy.

"Don't forget this, everyone is looking forward to it." After Angelina said this, she turned around and went back to the girls' dormitory.

"Don't say you really forgot about this." Li Qiaodan was still very concerned about the Wizarding Card Club.

"I couldn't use magic for most of the summer vacation." Albert muttered,

"What?"

Suddenly, they heard an explosion nearby. Several people turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a cloud of black smoke coming out of the tea cup in front of a boy with blackened cheeks.

"Cool, is that a new hairstyle?" Li Jordan looked at the freshman, stood up and walked over. He also waved the tea cup that was still smoky and asked the person next to him with a smile, "What were you doing just now?

.”

"It seems like you are trying to turn the water in the glass into red wine." The boy sitting next to him with his slightly blackened cheeks said uncertainly.

"Huh?" Fred and George also gathered around curiously and said with smiles, "Speaking of which, how did he make the cup explode? Maybe we can use this spell."

"Blow up the toilet?"

"That's a good idea."

"If I knew you blew up the toilet...ahem!" Percy waved his wand to disperse the smoke, glared at Fred and George, and said to the boy, "Are you okay? If you're hurt, you'd better go

A trip to the infirmary."

"If you need a hair restorer to make your eyebrows grow back, you can easily do it with a bottle of Tensico's hair restorer." Fred did not forget to advertise, "Of course, you can also go to Madam Pomfrey.

Maybe she can help get your eyebrows back to normal."

"Where did you get the hair restorer?" Li Qiaodan muttered.

"Albert has it in his medicine box. We can help him sell it. What's more, if he doesn't have it, we can make it ourselves." Fred said without thinking.

"Are you sure the hair restorer you boiled can be used?" Li Jordan said and ran away quickly.

Harry, who was playing chess next to him, was stunned, while Ron couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face. He knew that Fred and George were naughty, but he had no idea that they behaved like this in school.

They would have been troubled by Filch before, and it was indeed their fault.


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