Suddenly there was a flash of light in his field of vision. Albert raised his hand to cover his cheek and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. It was a first-year student holding a camera in his hand.
"Anderson, can you give me an autographed photo?" The boy holding the camera asked anxiously after being glanced at by Albert.
"Sorry, I don't like being photographed or signing autographs."
Albert stretched out his hand to take the photo, and flames suddenly rose from his fingers, engulfing the photo. A burning smell began to spread in the common room, and was soon blown out of the window by a gust of wind.
The boy obviously never thought that the photo he had just taken would be destroyed by someone. He looked at Albert in astonishment. He had never seen anyone able to do such a thing. His eyes lit up and he wanted to ask.
What, just listen to Albert say, "If you want to take pictures, I suggest you go to Professor Lockhart. He likes others to take pictures of himself. You can also get a few signed photos from Professor Lockhart. Maybe
There will be girls willing to spend money to buy it. Of course, the famous Harry Potter is also a good choice, he is much more famous than me."
The boy nodded stupidly, his mind went blank. He didn't know what to say, so he heard Albert continue: "You can find other people to form a 'Harry Potter Admirers Club', Kim."
Nee Weasley also seems to admire Harry, you can go find her."
The boy was a little dizzy by Albert's words, and just walked away stupidly.
"Harry would be very angry if he knew."
Angelina came over, raised her finger and pointed at Albert's glasses and asked, "When did you start wearing glasses?"
"Just now, it was a gift from a friend." Albert pushed up his glasses and asked, "How do you feel?"
"She looks more mature than before, and she has a strange temperament." Aaliyah chuckled: "Very handsome, do you think he is Katie?"
"Well, by the way, how did you do that just now?" Katie asked curiously, and there were many students around who were eavesdropping.
"It's just a little trick." Albert changed the subject, "How was Quidditch training?"
"It's bad, I feel like Wood is driving us crazy." The person who answered for the girls was Fred, who looked depressed.
"Let us use your divination class homework for reference." George sat lazily in the armchair.
"Unfortunately, my divination class does not require homework." Albert reminded with a smile.
As the only wizard in Hogwarts school who can divination through a crystal ball, he was exempted from homework after negotiating with Professor Trelawney. All he has to do now is to absorb knowledge about divination from Professor Trelawney.
Knowledge, expand your knowledge.
The same example includes Ancient Runes, and most Muggle Studies homework is also exempted. Although it sounds ridiculous, this is the privilege of a genius academic. For Albert, there is really little meaning in doing these things.
It's just a waste of his time.
"That's not fair!" Fred couldn't help complaining, but he also knew Albert's ability, so he just complained.
"Compared to this, haven't you noticed that Ginny's situation is not good?"
Albert changed the topic and motioned to Fred and George to look at Ginny Weasley who was doing homework in the distance. The girl's face was slightly pale and she looked sickly.
"What's wrong with Ginny?" George asked anxiously.
"Maybe she has the flu. It's best to take her to Madam Pomfrey's." Albert said without thinking, "You two are very incompetent brothers!"
"How did you find out?" Angelina asked curiously, "Can't you..."
"I noticed it when I met her just now." Albert said angrily.
Of course, Albert would not admit that he was secretly observing Ginny Weasley.
Horcruxes do have a very bad effect on the holder. Slightly different from Quirrell's situation, Ginny Weasley's situation was not that bad, but she did become weak.
Ginny, are you okay?"
Fred and George felt a little guilty, they had indeed neglected their sister, and Ginny looked lethargic.
Ginny didn't think she was sick and didn't want to go to Madam Pomfrey's school hospital. Fred and George had no better way.
"You can ask Harry for help!" Albert suggested casually, "I remember that your sister admires Harry very much. Maybe you should let Ron take Harry with you."
"You are so excited!" Li Jordan walked towards this side, shook the oil paper bag in his hand and asked: "By the way, do you want to eat? How is the training over there?"
"Don't mention it, Wood is simply a training maniac." Fred grabbed a piece of potato and egg pancake and took a bite while it was hot.
"I remember there was no player selection this year."
"Well, what's wrong?" Aaliya asked doubtfully.
"When I came back, I heard McLagan complaining to other people about this." Lee Jordan said after sharing the potato and egg pancakes in the oil paper bag with everyone: "He said that Wood only used acquaintances to play, and even the selection was direct.
Save it."
"He hasn't participated in training the last few times." George said angrily.
"Team selection is still needed, at least it can reduce gossip. If no one can see the hope of becoming a formal member of the team, how many people are willing to stay as waiting players?" Albert shook his head and reminded.
Some things still need to be done superficially. Just because Albert doesn't care doesn't mean that others don't care.
In fact, this is also related to the fact that the latest players are too young, which directly led to Wood not planning to conduct team selection.
"By the way, Albert, those house elves seem to like you very much." Lee Jordan said with a smile: "When I went to the kitchen, I heard them discussing what Christmas gift to give you."
"Give me a Christmas gift?" Albert asked slightly, raising his eyebrows.
"I have never heard of house elves in school giving gifts to students." Arya was very interested in this, "How on earth did you do it?"
"That guy was just teasing me." Albert said casually.
"No, no." Li Qiaodan raised his hand and said seriously, "I promise that every word I said is true."
"Your guarantee is worthless." Fred and George joked in unison.
"By the way, when did you start wearing glasses?" Fred reached out and took off Albert's glasses and put them on himself, "And they are still flat-rimmed glasses."
"Don't break it. This is a gift from a friend. It is said to be worth a lot of galleons." Albert took back his glasses and put them on again, "Don't you think wearing glasses makes you look more mature?"
"You are mature enough." Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain. His words also expressed the sentiments of everyone present. Albert is indeed very mature, and sometimes it feels like both parties are not of the same style.