Chapter 93： looking for the crown

Chapter 93 Finding the Crown

The rainy days lasted for several days, the sky finally cleared up, the temperature around the castle began to drop sharply, and winter in Scotland came without warning.

In the dormitory, Fred, who was carrying a small kettle and humming a little tune, was standing by the window, watering the sprouting garlic sprouts in the flower pots.

After careful care by everyone, the garlic finally sprouted in the flower pot, and it has grown to the height of a thumb.

"I really don't understand, back then..." George was putting on a hand-knitted sweater, and he couldn't help muttering, "Why didn't we think of growing garlic in flower pots? "

"Don't water and fertilize the garlic seedlings in the flower pot all day long, be careful to kill the garlic seedlings in this pot." Albert was buttoning his robe and reminded himself, "Today is a rare fine weather, don't worry about it." Forget to take the pot outside and let it bask in the sun, plants don't live long without the sun."

Now the weather is getting colder and colder. It has been raining intermittently throughout October. The weather is very bad, and there are not many sunny days.

The pot of garlic in the dormitory has almost no chance to bask in the sun. From germination to the present, the number of times it has been taken out to bask in the sun can be counted with a single palm.

"What the **** are you doing?"

Several people were stopped by Filch when they passed the front hall.

"There is no rule at Hogwarts that you can't grow potted plants, right?" Fred pointed to the flower pot in his hand, "I don't think this should violate the school rules, right?"

"This is grass, do you think I'm blind?" Filch pointed to the garlic seedlings in the flower pot.

"Ahem, garlic was a weed not long before people found it edible." Albert raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Besides, this is not a dangerous plant."

"Hmph, it's best not to let me find out what you guys are doing behind your back." Filch glared at the four of them fiercely, turned and walked away with his cat in his arms.

"That guy is really annoying." George made a rude gesture towards Filch's back.

"You can give him a few after the garlic is planted. Cats have always hated 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 surrounding senior students kept discussing about Hogsmeade. Charlie also rarely stopped the weekend devil training and gave the regular Quidditch players a vacation.

Percy was sitting not far from them, talking endlessly about interesting things about Hogsmeade village with the others.

No one knew that Albert and his party had already slipped to Hogsmeade through secret passages.

At nine o'clock in the morning, students planning to go to Hogsmeade began to gather in the hall.

Filch stood in the middle of the gate, holding a long list, and checked the names of the students going to Hogsmeade one by one. His wrinkled old face tried his best to get to the list. Look at the other person's face, beware of any junior students who take the opportunity to sneak out.

The four of them returned to the common room, which was already half empty, only the first and second graders were left, and they were all very happy that no one competed with them for their comfortable seats.

Of course, there are also a few older students who have obviously been to Hogsmeade so many times that they don't feel anything new about it anymore.

"Continue to do homework?" George asked, "I'm an inch short of my metamorphosis paper."

"I'm done." Albert stretched out his hand and patted George's shoulder and said, "Come on, I'm going to go for a walk and take a few photos along the way."

As he spoke, he raised the camera in his hand and asked, "Anyone want to go with me?"

"I'll forget it!" Fred was a little depressed, he couldn't believe how Albert completed the never-ending pile of homework assigned by the professors.

Others also shook their heads. They haven't finished writing the metamorphosis papers to be handed in next Monday. If they fail to hand in the papers in time, they may be locked up by Professor McGonagall.

Moreover, few people have mastered the floating spell in Charms, and it takes time to practice spells.

"Forget it, I'll go by myself." The answers of the roommates were completely in Albert's expectation.

"Lend us your homework... for reference!" Lee Jordan said before Albert turned to leave.

"Don't think about it, do you think Professor McGonagall won't be able to see it? Be careful that she puts you in confinement." Albert waved at several people, turned and disappeared at the entrance of the lounge.

Today, Hogwarts Castle is basically empty. Most of the senior students are going to Hogsmeade to play, and the freshmen are enjoying the exclusive lounge.

For Albert, this is a good opportunity. He came to the tapestry of Barnabas on the eighth floor of the castle, raised his camera and took a picture of the tapestry. After observing no one around, he closed his eyes and started pacing back and forth in front of the wall opposite the tapestry. :

I need a place to hide my things...I need a place to hide my things...I need a place to hide my things...

When Albert walked past the empty wall for the third time, the pattern of the gate began to appear on the empty wall, and the door of the Room of Requirement opened for Albert again.

After confirming that there was no one around, he opened the door and walked in.

On the other side of the door is a place as spacious as an auditorium hall. The windows above the room cast sunlight on the hills of discarded furniture. It is not difficult to see that these hills were built by successive Hogwarts students or professors They are piled up from used items.

"Successful." Albert raised his hand and made a yes gesture. Even though he knew that he could find this place, he was still a little excited when he really entered the place where the items are stored in the Room of Requirement.

No way, who let Voldemort's Horcrux be hidden somewhere here.

Find Ravenclaw's diadem, that's why Albert came here.

Every hero in a Harry Potter fanfic tries to find Voldemort's Horcrux in the Room of Requirement, and takes on the great task of destroying the Dark Lord.

Well, the protagonists in Albert's previous life are also not exempt.

However, Albert did not intend to endow himself with such a noble sentiment. It is obviously not something a rational person would do to fight that "no-nosed monster" with a questionable IQ.

Moreover, to defeat the Dark Lord, that is the job of the savior Potter.

It's not kind to steal the limelight from the protagonist.

Moreover, the savior Potter was born with the protagonist's halo body protection. He is naturally required to rush to the forefront in dangerous situations. Even in life and death crises, he can use the protagonist's halo to resist.

Ultimately, though, Voldemort was a nuisance to deal with.

In Albert's eyes, this final boss is just a trouble, and he doesn't mind helping to fuel the flames behind, so that the guy nicknamed the "nosed monster" will 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, no matter how you say it is a big boss, you can squeeze enough benefits from the opponent through the panel anyway.

The results of this book are as expected, and they are not bad. Thank you for your support.

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(end of this chapter)