Chapter 765： Sourness

Chapter 765 Bad-hearted

Although March has already entered, the weather around Hogwarts is still very cold. I don't know if it is affected by the large number of dementors. The snow around the castle has only now begun to melt.

Albert walked across the muddy fields and along the gravel path to the hunting lodge on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. There seemed to be something on the road that caught his attention. Albert squinted his eyes and looked towards the woods. He found a black dog by the woods, sneaking across the lawn. There was a cat beside the black dog, which was Hermione. Crookshanks, who was walking quickly beside the black dog, the cat and the dog seemed to be aware of Albert's gaze, and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Albert looked back and walked towards Hagrid's hunting lodge.

There was light in the window of the hunting lodge. When Albert stepped forward to knock on the door, there was a sound of scratching the door immediately, followed by Hagrid's voice: "Back back, Fang, back up."

"Sorry, I'm looking for you at this time."

Hagrid opened the door and let Albert in.

"It's okay." Albert noticed Hagrid sticking his head out of the door, carefully observing the surrounding actions, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know." Hagrid said casually, "I've always had a strange feeling recently, as if someone is staring at this place, maybe someone from the Ministry of Magic. They are probably worried that I will let Buckbeak go without permission."

"Someone is watching you?"

Albert walked to the window and secretly observed the situation outside.

"There is no one around the hut, otherwise Fang would have given an early warning, but I always feel a little weird." Hagrid grumbled and walked towards the fireplace, ready to boil a pot of water for Albert to make tea.

Albert was sure he wasn't from the Ministry of Magic, those people wouldn't do such a thing, and Lucius Malfoy wished that Hagrid would secretly let Buckbeak go so he could find an excuse to throw him into Azkaban prison.

Albert already guessed what was going on, took out the map from his pocket, and checked the situation around Hagrid's cabin.

There are five names in the cabin, besides him, Hagrid, Fang and Buckbeak, there is also a guy who should have died: Pettigrew Peter.

He sure enough was hiding in Hagrid's hunting lodge.

No wonder Sirius Black and Crookshanks are nearby.

"Did you find anything?" Hagrid asked over his shoulder.

"A mouse." Albert said softly.

"A mouse?" Hagrid was even more confused.

"Yes, a mouse." Albert cast an earplug spell without warning to prevent Peter from overhearing the next conversation between the two.

"Oh, that's nothing. I often have mice coming here to steal food. I saw one a while ago." Hagrid didn't care about this, and said casually, "Why don't you lend me the cat."

"My Tom can't catch mice." Albert said helplessly. He actually wanted to introduce Hermione's Crookshanks to Hagrid, but thought that doing so might scare Peter away, and eventually gave up.

"Cats can't catch mice?" Hagrid felt incredible.

Albert didn't answer these words, and his eyes fell on Buckbeak. The Hippogriff also raised his head and stared at Albert, without any sense of crisis that he was about to lose his head.

"You have to rename it in the future, Buckbeak can't be used anymore." Albert stepped forward, looked into Buckbeak's eyes, completely ignored Hagrid's "be careful" warning, and reached out to touch its head.

"You should be careful." Hagrid blamed Albert for his rash behavior, "However, you are right, I will give him a new name."

He took down the boiled kettle from the fireplace, poured it into a large teapot, poured a cup of black tea for Albert, and placed a piece of chocolate cake in front of Albert, along with a piece of parchment , that was a notice sent to Hagrid by the Ministry of Magic.

Albert opened the letter, read it quickly, then raised his head and said to Hagrid, "The current situation is not too bad."

"Not too bad?"

"At least the Ministry of Magic didn't bring a hangman to hear your appeal."

Albert picked up the cup of hot tea, gently blew off the hot air on it, took a sip and said, "I guess after the appeal fails this time, the Ministry of Magic will bring a hangman to listen to you next time. Appealed."

"Then what should I do?" Hagrid looked at Albert anxiously, hoping that the other party could give some useful suggestions.

Albert put down his teacup and said calmly, "You need help."

"Aren't you and Hermione helping me all the time?" Hagrid asked puzzled.

"No, you misunderstood me. What I mean by helping people is professionals." Albert explained, "In the Muggle world, there is a profession called a lawyer who specializes in helping people with lawsuits."

"But there are no lawyers in the wizarding world," said Hagrid, eyes wide.

"I know, but you can spend money to hire a consultant who understands the laws of the Ministry of Magic and ask him to help you win this lawsuit." Albert explained.

"But didn't you say that we can't win this lawsuit?" Hagrid was a little confused by Albert's words.

"Yes, we may not win, but that doesn't mean we can't use this to disgust Malfoy." Albert grinned maliciously.

"Besides, if there is a wizard who understands the law to help you, it can save you a lot of trouble. Of course, it would be even better if you can win."

"I don't know anyone like that," said Hagrid awkwardly.

"I can ask for you, and then, you can do this, this, and this." Albert lowered his voice and told Hagrid his plan.

"That's okay?" Hagrid stared at Albert dumbfounded. Is this going to let Malfoy buy his consultants, and then share Malfoy's money together?

"Of course, the "Daily Prophet" will definitely be happy to report these lace news. As long as they don't want this matter to be exposed, they will definitely have to bribe him to make you a complete failure."

"But...why don't we just win this case?" Hagrid asked, confused.

"Because you can't win, even if this matter is exposed, your probability of winning the lawsuit is still not high. At most, you will cause some trouble for Malfoy." Albert frowned after eating the piece of chocolate cake. The texture of that cake is not very good, it is a bit hard, and it has probably been placed for several days.

"So, other methods are the easiest and most effective, and don't you think this is very interesting? Malfoy and his son tried their best to kill Buckbeak. They spent a lot of Galleons, but at the last minute they let him die. Slip away, I think their family will be outraged by this!"

"You're right, that family should have been punished long ago!" Hagrid recalled what happened last semester, and he didn't have any affection for Malfoy at all.

If Albert hadn't discovered the secret of the heir of Slytherin in time, maybe Ginny Weasley would be in danger, and he would be imprisoned in Azkaban Prison forever.

It would be great if this plan could give Malfoy a hard time, and it just happened to be a way to vent his anger.

"However, how do you plan to deal with this matter, reveal a little bit, at least let me feel at ease!" Hagrid was convinced that Albert had found a way to get Buckbeak out. He asked tentatively, "Don't you want to take Buckbeak away on the day of the execution?"

"Of course not, I won't use that risky method." Albert shook his head and said, "However, I can't tell you the method yet, your mouth is not strong enough, you better not even think about it, and I I think it's best not to let other people know about it, so as not to leak the news."

"Okay, okay! As long as Buckbeak can be saved, other things don't matter." Hagrid finally compromised and stopped wondering what method Albert planned to use.

"It's getting dark, I'll take you back to the castle!"

Hagrid got up and prepared to **** Albert back to the castle. Although he didn't think Albert would be in danger going back to the castle alone, there were still some things he had to do.

After watching Hagrid leave, Albert found a remote corridor. After making sure that there was no one around, he directly cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and quietly went to the bathroom on the eighth floor, waiting for the arrival of another self.

When he heard three knocks on the door, counted silently for thirty seconds, and walked out of the bathroom, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all waiting for him outside.

"Are you really not going to use the Room of Response on the eighth floor?" The three continued talking about the topic just now.

"I plan to build a room by myself." Albert briefly talked about his plan.

"Make a room by yourself?" Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all in a daze. They couldn't understand how Albert could make a new room in the castle.

"Have you forgotten that there is a magic called the Untraceable Stretching Curse?" Albert reminded with a smile, "We can use the Untraceable Stretching Curse to create an empty room, and then move some of the things in the Room of Requirement to the room." Here, the only problem is that we have to find a secret passage that almost no one knows about."

"Why not just use the Room of Requirement?" Fred couldn't understand why Albert would bother to get a room for himself, since there was already a ready-made place to use.

"I don't want too many people to know about the existence of the Room of Requirement? If too many people know about that place, we won't be able to use it in the future." Albert explained, "Besides, this is also an attempt, and we will continue to use it in the future." This technology is used a lot.”

"I think your method is great, and others will definitely be shocked." George felt that Albert must have his reasons for doing so, so he didn't say more, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to learn from Albert. Untraceable Stretch Mantra.

"We know a lot about the secret passage." Fred said after thinking for a while, "The portrait secret passage on the seventh floor is very suitable. I dare say that even Filch doesn't know that there is a secret passage behind the portrait. .”

"Everyone will be surprised if they find out that the secret room used for the party has become a secret passage." Lee Jordan seemed to have thought that other people were going to use the secret room outside the party, but found that the secret room was gone.

(end of this chapter)