Chapter 207 Well, it really is magical
"Hey, Albert, come down!" Charlie looked up at the black shadow flying up and down over the field, feeling relieved and helpless. When he turned his head to look at Fred and George next to him, the two immediately turned their heads in other directions and did not look at Charlie, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with them.
"He's coming down." Angelina said suddenly.
In the eyes of everyone, Albert was falling at an extremely fast speed. The speed was astonishingly fast, as if he jumped off the plane without a parachute. In the blink of an eye, it was almost close contact with the ground.
"ah!"
"He's going to hit the ground."
In the chaos, it was unknown who was screaming, and some people even closed their eyes in horror, not to see the horror of Albert falling to the ground.
However, Albert stopped the dive just a few feet above the ground, and rose again. The momentum brought by the dive, mixed with the strong wind, made everyone's hair fly.
The next moment, exclamation and applause sounded at the same time.
"Oh my god, how did he do it." Alicia's face was pale, the Weasley twins next to him were cheering loudly, and Cormac McLaggen, who also served as a substitute, clenched his fists.
Whether the players are willing to admit it or not, Albert's flying skills are indeed far superior to most of them. His risky move just now, even Charlie didn't dare to try it, will definitely hit the ground directly. However, Albert succeeded. To him, such an adventure seemed to be just an exciting game.
A few seconds later, Albert slowly descended again. After landing his feet on the ground, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of flying at high speed on a broom just now. Sweeping Six Stars was even better than he expected, with just one touch, the broom would turn as he wished.
It is undeniable that this broom still has some shortcomings, but Albert is still very satisfied with sweeping six stars.
"When I dived just now, I felt like my heart was about to stop beating." Angelina said with a smile.
"Flying great." Charlie raised his fist and lightly tapped Albert's shoulder, put his arms around his neck, and said with a smile, "It's rare to come to the Quidditch pitch once when you have time, so don't even think about slipping away like this." Already!"
After a happy day of flying, Albert returned to the Gryffindor lounge with everyone after training. They entered the lounge and found that people were buzzing about something, their faces full of excitement.
"What happened?" Albert asked Lee Jordan. This guy was sitting by the fireplace playing wizard cards with Shannah.
"The first Hogsmeade weekend." Lee Jordan pointed to the notice on the bulletin board, and winked at the three of them, "It's the beginning of November."
A trip to Hogsmeade!
The three of them smiled knowingly, Hogsmeade was nothing to the three of them, as long as they wanted to, they could go to Hogsmeade through the secret passage at any time.
"It has nothing to do with us, does it?" Fred shrugged with a smile. The three returned to the dormitory, took a nice hot shower, and when they returned to the common room, George found a mouse from nowhere.
"Where did you find the mouse?" Albert asked suspiciously, his eyes falling on the mouse that George was holding.
"Guess?" There was a malicious smile on the corner of George's mouth.
"Percy's pet?" Albert reached out and took out the biscuit from his pocket, unwrapped the wrapping paper, and handed the biscuit to the mouse.
Banban really enjoyed eating, no wonder, after all, he is a human being, even if he keeps turning into a mouse, he still wants to eat some decent food.
"This mouse has suffered a lot." Albert made a tsk-tsk sound, and glanced at the paw in front of his eyes, where a toe was missing, "The lifespan should not be too long, the average lifespan of a mouse is 3 or 4 years , is already considered a long time, it is very old, and I am a little doubtful whether it will survive next summer."
"Well, are you going there?" Fred asked in a low voice, not paying attention to the longevity of the rats, "Before Percy finds out, it's best to get that done."
"Alright." Albert took out his wand and waved it. The biscuit package turned into a slender cage. Albert put the mouse in it, and left some biscuits in it before putting it in the schoolbag.
The four hurried out of the Gryffindor common room and rushed to the Room of Requirement.
"No problem, no one." Albert glanced at the Marauder's Map, looked at Peter Pettigrew's name on it, and couldn't help but evoked a happy smile at the corner of his mouth.
Because Albert found that there are more new tasks on the task panel, which is really a pleasant thing!
However, Albert did not rush to look at those panel tasks, but entered the Room of Requirement, which became an empty room with only four walls and one door, and a torch was burning on the wall.
"Okay, let's get started!"
Albert motioned for everyone to put on earmuffs, and then took Scabbers out of his schoolbag.
"Why don't you bring it?" Albert looked at Lee Jordan suspiciously.
"The Mandrake is still underage, at most it will fall into a coma?" Li Qiaodan didn't care much about it, "And, didn't you wear it?"
"I will plug my ears." Albert took out the earplugs.
"If I pass out, remember to take me to the school hospital." Lee Jordan seemed to be planning to test the power of the mandrake's cry by himself.
The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay.
Albert is no longer reluctant. It will take at least a few months for the Mandrake to fully mature, and the lethality of crying is not very strong.
When everyone was ready, Albert also put on earplugs, and took out the magic item that stored the cry of the Mandrake from his pocket.
He raised his hand towards everyone, made a gesture of three, two, one, and then pressed the switch to open the container, and a harsh sound sounded in the room.
The sharp and piercing voice was amplified countless times by the loudness of the sound. Even Albert could vaguely hear the sound, but he didn't feel fainted.
Lee Jordan frowned slightly, and covered his ears with his hands to resist the cries of the mandrake. He felt a little dizzy, but he didn't pass out.
However, the unlucky Ban Ban passed out, perhaps because the crying was too loud.
The next second, the cries of the mandrake disappeared from the room.
Albert signaled that everyone can take off the earmuffs, looked at Lee Jordan and asked, "How is it?"
"It seems to have some effect, I feel dizzy." Lee Jordan said.
"The cries of the Mandrake can kill people. It should be related to some kind of spell contained in the sound. However, after I recorded the cry and played it again, it means that the power of the spell has been greatly reduced. Weakened." Albert explained.
The principle is the same as the basilisk's direct gaze. The snake's eyes can kill people, but after the snake's eyes are refracted through a mirror, their power will be weakened and they can only petrify people. And the cries of the Mandrake can indeed kill, but it is immature, its power itself is not strong enough, and it has been severely weakened, so the lack of power is not incomprehensible.
The cry of the Mandrake is indeed a curse, and it has nothing to do with infrasound. This is quite normal.
"Let's go, we'd better send this poor mouse back before Percy finds out." Albert didn't want any unpleasant things to happen to the three brothers.
Having said that, Banban is still a wizard at heart, so it was a wrong decision to use it for this experiment.
(end of this chapter)