The rainy days lasted for several days, and the sky finally cleared up. The temperature around the castle began to drop sharply, and the Scottish winter came without warning.
In the dormitory, Fred, holding a small kettle and humming a tune, was standing by the window, watering the sprouting garlic seedlings in the flowerpot.
After everyone's careful care, the garlic finally successfully grew buds in the flower pot, and now it has grown to the height of the thumb.
"I really don't understand, back then..." George was putting on a hand-knitted sweater, and he couldn't help but muttered and complained, "Back then, why didn't we think of planting garlic in a flower pot?
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"Don't water and fertilize the garlic seedlings in the flower pot all day long, or you may kill the garlic seedlings in the pot." Albert was buttoning his robe, and he did not forget to warn, "Today is a rare good weather, don't
Forget to take the flower pot outside and let it bask in the sun for a while. The plant will not survive for long without the sun."
The weather is getting colder and colder now. It has been raining on and off throughout October. The weather is very bad and sunny weather is rare.
The pot of garlic in the dormitory has almost no chance to be exposed to the sun. From the time it sprouted until now, the number of times it has been taken out to bask in the sun can be counted on the palm of a hand.
"What the hell are you doing."
When several people passed by the front hall, they were stopped by Filch.
"There's no rule in Hogwarts that you can't keep potted plants, right?" Fred pointed to the flowerpot in his hand and said, "I guess it's not against school rules, right?"
"This is grass, do you think I'm blind?" Filch said, pointing to the garlic seedlings in the flowerpot.
"Ahem, garlic was a weed not long before it was discovered to be edible." Albert raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Besides, this is not a dangerous plant."
"Hmph, you'd better not let me find out what you are doing behind your back." Filch glared at the four of them, turned around and walked away with his cat in his arms.
"That guy is really annoying." George made a rude gesture towards Filch's retreating back.
"You can wait until the garlic is planted and give him a few seeds. Cats always hate the pungent smell of garlic." The expression on Albert's face became very strange, as if he had thought of some bad idea.
During the meal, the upperclassmen around them kept discussing Hogsmeade. Charlie also rarely stopped his devil training on the weekend to give the regular Quidditch players a holiday.
Percy was sitting not far from them, chattering endlessly to the others about interesting things about Hogsmeade.
No one knew that Albert and his party had already sneaked to Hogsmeade through the secret passage to play.
At nine o'clock in the morning, students planning to go to Hogsmeade began to gather in the foyer.
Filch stood in the middle of the gate, holding a long list, checking the names of the students going to Hogsmeade one by one. His wrinkled old face pressed hard on the list, and after reading each name, he would look at it with suspicion.
Keep an eye on the other person's face, and be wary of any junior students taking the opportunity to sneak out.
The four of them returned to the common room, which was already mostly empty, with only first- and second-year students left. They were very happy that no one was competing with them for a comfortable spot.
Of course, there are also a few older students who have obviously been to Hogsmeade many times and no longer have a fresh feeling about it.
"Continuing with your homework?" George asked, "I'm still an inch away from my transfiguration paper."
"I'm done." Albert reached out and patted George on the shoulder and said, "You guys keep going, I'm going to go for a walk and take some photos by the way."
As he spoke, he raised the camera in his hand and asked, "Does anyone want to go with you?"
"I'd better forget it!" Fred was a little depressed. He couldn't believe how Albert completed the endless pile of homework assigned by the professors.
Others also shook their heads. They had not finished writing the transfiguration paper they were due to submit next Monday. If they failed to submit the paper in time, they might be imprisoned by Professor McGonagall.
Moreover, few people have yet to master the floating spell in Charms, and they need to spend time practicing the spells.
"Forget it, I'll go by myself." The answers from the roommates were exactly what Albert expected.
"Lend us your homework to copy... and learn from it!" Lee Jordan said before Albert turned around and left.
"Don't think about it, do you think Professor McGonagall won't be able to tell? Be careful she puts you in confinement." Albert waved to a few people, turned around and disappeared at the entrance of the lounge.
Today, Hogwarts Castle is basically empty. Most of the senior students go to Hogsmeade to play, while the freshmen are enjoying the exclusive lounge.
For Albert, this was a good opportunity. He came to the tapestry on the eighth floor of the castle where the troll beat Barnabas silly. He raised his camera and took a photo of the tapestry. After observing that no one was around, he
Close your eyes and start pacing back and forth in front of the wall opposite the tapestry:
I need a place for me to hide my things... I need a place for me to hide my things... I need a place for me to hide my things...
When Albert walked past the empty wall for the third time, the lines of the door began to appear on the empty wall, and the door to the Room of Requirement was opened to Albert again.
After confirming that no one was around, he opened the door and walked in.
On the other side of the door is a spacious place like an auditorium. The windows above the room cast sunlight on the hills piled up with discarded furniture. It is not difficult to see that these hills were built by Hogwarts students or professors of all generations.
It is made up of used items.
"Successful." Albert raised his hand and made a yes gesture. Even though he knew he could find this place, he still couldn't help but feel a little excited when he actually entered the place where the items were stored in the Room of Requirement.
There is no way, who told Voldemort's Horcrux to be hidden somewhere here.
Finding Ravenclaw's diadem was the reason why Albert entered here.
The protagonist of every Harry Potter fan novel will try to enter the Room of Requirement to find Voldemort's Horcruxes, and regard the great task of destroying the Dark Lord as his own mission.
Well, the fan protagonists written by Albert in his previous life are not immune to this.
However, Albert had no intention of endowing himself with such noble sentiments. Fighting with the "noseless monster" who had a questionable IQ was obviously not something a sane person would do.
Moreover, it is the job of the savior Potter to defeat the Dark Lord.
It's not kind to steal the spotlight from the protagonist.
Moreover, Porter, the savior, was born with the protagonist's aura to protect his body. Dangerous things naturally require him to be at the forefront. Even in life and death crises, he can resist through the protagonist's aura. He is not called "The Boy Who Lived" for nothing.
However, Voldemort is a problem that needs to be dealt with after all.
In Albert's eyes, this final boss is just a trouble. He doesn't mind helping push the flames from behind, making the guy nicknamed the "Noseless Monster" die faster.
The premise is that the death of the big boss in the Harry Potter novels can bring him enough benefits.
In fact, Albert never doubted this.
After all, he is a big boss after all, and he can extract enough benefits from the opponent through the panel no matter what.