Chapter 368： wrong style

Chapter 368 Wrong painting style

After a few days in school, Albert regretted taking all the courses. He felt that his head must have been caught by the door.

It's really annoying. Thinking about just finishing a class, I have to rush to another class before I can catch my breath. The time is so tight that it makes people collapse.

It wasn't the course content that caused Albert trouble. The knowledge in textbooks was not difficult for him. Just think about what Muggle studies are all about.

The textbook on Muggle studies is called: "Family Life and Social Habits of British Muggles". As long as you read the title of the book, you will know what it contains.

Caredy Bubbaji is a pro-Muggle witch. In the first class of Muggle studies, she told everyone that there is no difference between wizards and Muggles.

Albert doubted whether this professor of Muggle studies had really learned about Muggles, and whether he had spent more than a year in the Muggle world without using magic.

It is undeniable that Professor Caredy Bubbaji is an expert on Muggle studies.

All right!

Based on the experience of his previous life, Albert doesn't like the word "expert".

Why would you take all the courses?

Actually, Albert wants to get the Time Converter, he hopes to get the Time Converter through the task, or get the manufacturing method of the Time Converter.

Albert doesn't really care much about the mystery of time. He knows that it is dangerous, but with this thing, there will be a lot of room for maneuver in some things.

Of course, the use of the Time Converter needs to be done with great care. Albert is very careful every time he uses it. However, he has to walk a long distance to go to class every day, which is the most annoying and unbearable thing for him.

Climbing up and down several floors in the castle all day is more energy-consuming than other sports. Even if you can take a shortcut, the situation is still not much better.

Albert even suspected that if Tom went to school with him every day, he would lose weight quickly.

Well, this is a good notice, but it is difficult to put it into action after all.

He can't bring a cat to class every day.

Because of bringing Tom to the common room, it is now known throughout Gryffindor that the famous Albert Anderson has a very fat British shorthair cat, and will take it whenever he is free. A feather amuses the cat in the lounge.

"Albert." Quidditch captain Wood came over, stood in front of Albert, patted him on the shoulder with a deep voice and said, "Remember to participate in training on weekends."

"Wood, please let me go, I have 12 homework to do now, and I don't have any extra time to play Quidditch." Albert picked up Tom and looked up at Quidditch standing in front of him. Captain Earth Oddity said rather helplessly.

“It’s enough just to finish the daily homework.”

"We couldn't find a suitable Seeker." Wood didn't intend to let go at all, picked up the cat teaser and shook it and asked, "And, are you sure you don't have extra time?"

Wood didn't believe Albert's nonsense at all.

No extra time?

I really don’t have that much time, so I still have time to play with cats here every day?

"You can select players. Anyway, there is still a long time to start the game. I guarantee that you will be able to find a more suitable seeker." Albert almost patted his chest and assured the opponent, "I predicted to you Well, there will be a young Seeker in Gryffindor this year, and believe me, you'll find someone better than me in no time."

"Damn prophecy, don't you know what people say about that Professor Trelawney?" Wood felt that Albert was completely perfunctory, and he really didn't understand why such a powerful Seeker would not Join the team and win glory for the academy?

"If...I'm talking about next month, and you really haven't selected a suitable Seeker, I definitely won't refuse." Albert glanced at the notice of flying lessons for freshmen posted on the bulletin board in the common room.

"Don't forget what you said." Wood raised his hand and poked Albert's shoulder and said, "Don't try to use other reasons to refuse."

"I feel like Wood is going to lose."

After Wood left, George, who was writing a thesis on shrinking agents, whispered to Lee Jordan next to him: "Albert has never lost a bet."

"I think so too. There must be something that we don't know about." Fred muttered in a low voice. They all knew that Albert basically didn't do things that he was not sure of. He dared to bet with Wood that there must be something. Seize the bet to win.

As for, who will replace Albert as the Gryffindor team's Seeker?

The three of them looked in a certain direction together, their eyes fell on Harry who was playing wizard chess with Ron, and they began to whisper again.

"Harry Potter is the candidate Albert mentioned last time."

"Do you think Harry Potter would be really good at flying?"

"I don't know." George said hesitantly, "However, his father is really good at it. He has won several trophies for the academy and I think Albert's words are very accurate."

"The results should be available within this month."

"I have a hunch that it might not take that long." Fred looked at the bulletin board and muttered softly, "I said Albert, don't you need to do your homework?"

Albert stroked Tom's fat belly and said with a smile: "I'm done."

"When did you finish it?" Lee Jordan asked in surprise.

Not long after the start of the term, the professors couldn't wait to assign them a bunch of homework, and now there are several more courses than before, and the classwork is particularly heavy.

"yesterday."

"You actually told Wood that you don't have time." Fred looked worried that I would complain.

"I'm telling the truth." Albert nodded seriously, "I now have twelve courses, and I have more homework every day than you."

He sat in the vacant seat next to several people, and Tom was placed on the table next to him, occupying a large vacant seat at once. Sensing someone's gaze, Albert turned his head and asked with a smile, "Is there something wrong, Miss Granger?"

Hermione quickly retracted her gaze and refocused her attention on her book.

"Your charm is still as amazing as ever." Fred couldn't help teasing: "If you can catch a few more golden snitches for our academy, you will definitely be charming."

Albert couldn't help giving Fred a blank look, and said casually, "She should have been looking at Tom just now. My cat is always very popular with girls."

"That's true." Angelina came over, reached out and touched Tom's head, and said to Albert: "I heard what Wood said, congratulations on joining the team, we are expected to win the Quidditch trophy this year , By the way, Aliya and Katie are also official players this year."

"How on earth did you do it?" Fred asked in surprise.

"How did you do it?" Angelina didn't understand Fred's words.

"This fat cat never lets us touch it." There was a trace of resentment in George's tone, "I was almost caught last time."

"Because you're not a woman." Lee Jordan muttered under his breath.

"That's because you have bad intentions." Albert glanced at Lee Jordan and said, "The cat's sense is more acute than ours. If you have bad intentions, it will avoid you."

Of course, despite saying this, Albert is actually not very clear about what is going on.

"By the way, there is one more thing that I almost forgot." Angelina, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Albert.

"What's up?"

"When will this year's wizard card competition be held, and you said last time that the wizard cards will be completely renewed this semester. When can we get new cards?

"This..." Albert was very troubled, because he was really unprepared, there was no way, there were too many things to keep him busy.

"Don't forget about this, everyone is looking forward to it." Angelina turned back to the girls' dormitory after finishing speaking.

"Don't say you really forgot about it." Li Qiaodan was still very concerned about the Wizards Club.

"I couldn't use magic for most of the summer vacation." Albert muttered,

"What?"

Suddenly heard an explosion sound from the side, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a cloud of black smoke coming out of the teacup in front of a boy whose cheeks were blackened.

"Cool, is that a new hairstyle?" Lee Jordan looked at the freshman, got up and walked over, reached out and waved the teacup that was still smoky, and asked the person next to him with a smile, "What were you doing just now?" .”

"It seems to be trying to turn the water in the glass into red wine." The boy sitting next to him with blackened cheeks said uncertainly.

"Huh?" Fred and George also gathered around curiously, and said with a smile, "By the way, how did he make the cup explode? Maybe we might use this spell."

"Blow up the toilet?"

"That's a good idea."

"If you let me know that you blow up the toilet...cough!" Percy waved his wand to disperse the smoke, glared at Fred and George, and said to the boy, "You're okay, if you get hurt, you'd better go to a Go to the infirmary."

"If you need a hair restorer to make your eyebrows grow back, ten sickles a bottle of hair restorer can easily do it." Fred did not forget to advertise, "Of course, you can also go to Madam Pomfrey, Maybe she can help you get your brows back to normal."

"Where did you get the hair restorer?" Li Qiaodan muttered.

"It's in Albert's medicine cabinet. We can sell it for him. What's more, we can make it ourselves without us." Fred said without thinking.

"Are you sure the hair restorer you boiled can be used." Lee Jordan ran away after finishing speaking.

Harry, who was playing chess next to him, was stunned, while Ron couldn't help covering his face with his hands. He knew that Fred and George were mischievous, but he had no idea that the two of them had such a style of painting in school.

It was all their fault that Filch would make trouble for them before.

(end of this chapter)