Chapter 36： muggle wizard

Chapter 36 Muggle Wizards

September 3rd, the first day of school at Hogwarts, the gloomy rainy day suddenly cleared up.

Albert just opened his eyes and woke up from a deep sleep. He slowly got up from the bed, walked barefoot to the window, and opened the window to let the cool morning breeze into the room.

The three old friends are still sleeping. They talked to the Daily Prophet yesterday about the Quebec game all night, and they fell asleep very late, so Albert did not intend to wake them up now.

After all, classes don’t start until nine o’clock, so getting up now is too cruel for those who stay up late.

After a brief wash, Albert glanced at the schedule, checked the books, quills, ink and parchment in the schoolbag, and then carried his schoolbag to the Gryffindor lounge.

There are already people in the lounge, and they are still students from the same class.

"Good morning, Wilson." Albert greeted the girl in the same grade, who was reading Miranda Gosack's "Standard Spells, Elementary", probably preparing for the first spell class in the morning prepare for.

"Good morning..." Shanna Wilson was a little embarrassed because she didn't know the name of the boy who greeted her in front of her, although she knew that he was a freshman in the same class as herself.

"Albert Anderson. You can call me Albert." Albert saw Shanna Wilson's embarrassment, and casually introduced himself to the other party. He then said, "Shall we go to the auditorium for dinner?"

"Oh, yes... yes, Albert!" Shanna hesitated to speak, picked up the book and hurriedly followed Albert to leave the common room.

Along the way, Shanna didn't speak, but followed closely behind Albert, as if she was still looking around, trying to remember where she had passed.

Albert noticed these actions of Shanna, and couldn't help thinking in his mind: "Is it possible that you don't know the way?"

There is really such a possibility.

Before, in the first class of the university, I almost went to the wrong place.

Hogwarts is undoubtedly more complicated, and it is normal for people who are a bit of a road idiot to find their way.

As Albert expected, Shanna really didn't know how to get to the auditorium, so she stayed in the lounge and waited for others to go to the auditorium together.

To be honest, Gryffindor students are not so keen on showing others the way, and a large part of senior students like to watch the freshmen anxious. This bad habit comes from the fact that they had a similar experience at the beginning, and over time they left this bad taste of watching others suffer.

Yesterday, when Albert came back from the kitchen, he saw a few senior students watching the freshmen fall into the stair trap, and finally walked away laughing, with no intention of going forward to help.

Of course, this can only be regarded as some special cases!

Most students would offer to give each other a hand, at least the Hufflepuffs would.

Arriving at the auditorium without incident, Shanna Wilson looked relieved.

Albert sat at the Gryffindor table, poured himself a glass of milk, and drank it all in one gulp. He looked up and found that Shanna was staring at him, with her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something?

He asked: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Albert likes to drink milk?" Shanna was trying to communicate with the boy in front of her.

After all, no one wants to have no friends, and Albert seems to be the type who is easy to talk to.

"Like it?" Albert shook his head. "It's not like I like it, but I'm used to it. I started drinking it at the age of seven. I have a cup every morning, and I get used to it."

Sanna opened her mouth, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She actually admired Albert a lot, and she would definitely not be able to do it herself.

Albert smeared jam on the slice of bread and took a big bite. Shanna on the opposite side was eating a fried egg. … fried eggs.

All right! Albert thought it might be more appropriate to call it Golden Fried Eggs. He himself is not interested in this unique British fried egg at all, and ordinary boiled eggs are better than it.

After wiping out the slices of bread in his hand, Albert prepared two more slices of bread, sandwiched some vegetable salad, put some bacon and sausage on top, and made them into a sandwich.

Of course, there is also a small bowl of polenta. The so-called polenta is actually corn chowder, a food made by adding water and a small amount of milk to ground corn and boiling it.

Compared to Daisy's corn chowder, school polenta is just so-so. Not surprisingly, Daisy's corn chowder is one of her most recognizable dishes.

After breakfast, Shanna and Albert chatted about the topic of spells.

"I heard from Angelina that you have mastered many kinds of spells. Is it true? How did you learn those spells in such a short time?" Shanna spoke slowly, as if she was carefully considering her words.

"This...the main thing is that you need to be interested in it first, and then..." Albert thought for a while and said, "...you still need to spend time studying and practicing."

He thinks that interest is actually very important. Only when you are interested will you be willing to spend time and earnestly learn a subject well.

"Are you interested?" Shanna Nuo thought about it.

Actually, a student from a Muggle family like Shanna never thought that she would be a witch or wizard, and she is still confused about many things. After all, Muggle wizards need to learn too much.

There is no doubt that students from wizarding families are ahead of them.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. The difference between everyone is only fifty steps and a hundred steps. If you spend more time on the lessons, you will soon be able to catch up with them." Albert suddenly felt that his words were a bit ridiculous.

I actually made Gryffindor students love learning?

Not every student is Hermione Granger, and that one was almost sorted into Ravenclaw.

"The same to you?"

"Of course, otherwise what do you think?" Albert replied naturally.

However, when I said this, I always felt a little guilty for some reason. After all, Albert is different from others. He has a panel. If he wants to learn a kind of knowledge, he can not only master it through his own learning, but also upgrade his skills through the panel.

If the wizard blood can be full, Albert can learn magic faster than others, but he didn't do this, and he didn't even get the quest of the wizard's path.

Albert is still considering whether to wait until the level of the wizard blood is raised before receiving the task reward. This is undoubtedly the most cost-effective method.

But the problem is that Albert is still struggling with his future work, and he doesn't really want to stay in the magic world to develop.

If he decides to develop in the Muggle world in the future, he must reserve a lot of experience and skill points for himself to upgrade various skills in economics in the future.

Forget it, don’t think about these issues.

Albert kind of got rid of these distracting thoughts, and slowly flipped through the "Anthology of Spells in the Nineteenth Century". He was actually quite satisfied with the current situation. As for the stored experience and skill points, he could get them later when he needed them. to use.

(end of this chapter)