Chapter 661： A few things before the holiday

Chapter 661 A few things before the holiday

Due to the outstanding performance of the Gryffindor team in the Quidditch match and the important role played by Harry and Albert in solving the Chamber of Secrets incident, the house scored a huge amount of points, causing Gryffindor to win the House Cup. Successfully defended the title with an unprecedented high score.

 At the year-end banquet, scarlet and gold decorations filled the banquet hall, and the long table in Gryffindor House was particularly lively. Everyone was celebrating this great victory.

 Only the Slytherin students and their dean had dark faces, and Malfoy stared at Harry Potter with resentful eyes, wondering what bad intentions he had in mind.

 On the last day of the semester, the school announced the test results.

 Albert is the undisputed number one in this class. Fred and George successfully passed the exams in every subject after working hard in cramming.

The journey home on the Hogwarts Express was not as smooth as Albert had expected.

 Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle couldn't wait any longer and were ready to give Harry a good beating.

However, they didn't know that Fred and George were also squatting. When Malfoy and his friends ambush Harry who came out of the bathroom, the two people who had been hiding under the Disillusionment Curse bumped into each other by chance. to this scene.

 So, he used the magic he learned from Albert a while ago on the Malfoys.

The dazzling light emitted by the spell was so bright that Harry couldn't even open his eyes.

 After the light dissipated, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were all lying unconscious on the walkway outside the toilet.

 “What’s wrong with them?”

 Ron deliberately stepped on Malfoy's body, walked to Gower and squatted down, looking at the small antennae emerging from Gower's face with interest, feeling particularly happy.

"It seems that Albert is right, some spells cannot be mixed." George said seriously, "However, the effect is very interesting."

"Okay, let's not leave them here, it will affect other people." Ron looked at the embarrassed Malfoy, and then looked at the toilet in the bathroom with evil intentions, obviously wanting to kill this person. Put your head in the toilet.

"No, put Mr. Malfoy's head in the toilet, he will drown." Fred said, using his wand to control the three of them to stand up, and together with George, they put them in a loving embrace.

“I think people who come in later will definitely be amazed by their relationship that goes beyond friendship.”

As he spoke, George raised the camera he borrowed from Albert, took a few photos of the three of them, and said with a smile: "Look, now there is even proof of friendship."

“Don’t forget to erase their memories.” Lee Jordan reminded, “Which of you knows the Forgetting Curse?”

 The twins looked at each other, neither of them had ever used this spell.

 “The Oblivion Curse?” Harry asked.

"It just makes them forget what happened just now." Fred explained, raising his wand.

 “Be careful, don’t turn people into idiots.”

 “Wouldn’t that be better?”

“No, that will get you into trouble. Okay, hurry up, it’s like being crowded in the toilet.” Lee Jordan said and turned around and left.

 “Everything is forgotten.”

Fred pointed his wand at Malfoy's head and muttered softly.

 After using the Forgetting Curse, the expressions on the three people's faces became more and more confused.

 “Very good, very good.” He was very satisfied with the effect of the forgetting spell.

 “What’s wrong with them?”

 Hermione walked towards this side and looked at the three people in the toilet with stunned expressions.

"Nothing, let's go, don't disturb their love for each other."

Everyone left the toilet together, closed the door behind their backs, and put up a malfunction sign.

“I think old Malfoy will definitely have unexpected surprises after finding his precious son.”

 “Who wants to play the wizard card.”

 “I have to give the camera back.”

 “Perhaps, they were kissing in the carriage.”

 “Then you should go and see it.”

Hermione looked at the three people leaving together and didn't know what to say.

Looking at Fred who handed the camera to him, Albert asked: "Is it solved?"

“It’s settled, I have some nice photos here, do you want them?” Fred reached into his pocket and took out the photo, preparing to hand it to Albert.

 “Forget it, that’s your grudge.” Albert put away the camera and sent Fred away so that the light bulb would not disturb the two of them chatting.

 After the carriage door closed again, Albert continued the conversation.

"So, after the mysterious man returns, the entire British wizarding world will fall into panic, and defense against the dark arts items will become even more popular. I plan to make a lot of money from this. Then, plus my family from Muggles The jackpot won over there means a fortune. Well, the Muggle lottery jackpot is more than you expected. It is at least one million pounds. If it is all converted into galleons, it will be at least two hundred thousand pounds. Long."

"This is a loophole in the laws of the Ministry of Magic." Isobel never thought that Albert would use this method to make money. "You should know that winning the lottery can only be done once."

"Of course I know these things." Albert said nonchalantly, "But who really cares about the laws of the Ministry of Magic? The Ministry of Magic will not know these things. Besides, the Ministry of Magic is very busy this year."

"What will happened?"

 Albert's hand gently placed on the crystal ball, his eyes stayed on it for almost a minute, and a portrait of Blake appeared in front of the two of them.

"What's this?"

Isobel looked at the reward list in the crystal ball and frowned.

"Sirius Black's wanted list." Albert said without thinking: "As far as I know, Black is imprisoned in Azkaban Prison. If his wanted list appears, it means he has escaped from prison. You know , no one has ever escaped from Azkaban prison, the Ministry of Magic will definitely be in chaos, and no one will notice that I used divination to get myself a large sum of pounds. In fact, they can't notice, because there is no Evidence that the Ministry of Magic pays little attention to matters in the Muggle world."

“Are your predictions the result of seeing them through a crystal ball?”

Isobel finally understood what Albert’s so-called prophecy was about, and she felt that labeling Albert a liar was not an exaggeration.

 The so-called prophecies are all his predictions.

"The content you can see through the crystal ball is limited after all. Just like divination with rune stones, you need to get the information yourself and then analyze it further." Albert said with a smile: "Professor Trelawney is very envious of me. Her divination ability is not as convenient as mine.”

 “I thought she was a liar.”

 “Most of the time, she’s really a liar.”

Listening to Albert's talk, if you didn't know his background, you would really think that he was a liar. But Albert had an intuition about certain things that no one else had. Perhaps prophecy and talent gave him confidence, and he was too confident, even though he looked handsome when he looked confident.

 Albert cherished his life very much, which made Isobel satisfied that at least he would not have to worry about his life safety in the coming storm.

 The two of them talked about France, Nico Flamel, youth potions, and things they were interested in.

Time passed unconsciously, and the Hogwarts Express gradually slowed down. The two of them got off the train together, passed through the entrance, and returned to the Muggle world.

They separated on the platform, Isobel wanted to stay and wait for Katrina, while Albert walked out of the station alone, and saw Herb talking to others outside King's Cross Station.

After seeing Albert, Herb smiled and waved this way. He took the suitcase and stuffed it into the trunk.

As soon as he opened the car door, Fat Cat Tom rushed towards him like a ball of flesh bullets.

“Long time no see Tom.” Albert picked up Tom and got into the back seat. After closing the car door, he shook the weight and said, “Sure enough, I still need to lose weight.”

 “You’ve said it several times.”

 “Are you wearing makeup?” Albert asked in surprise as he looked at Nia’s delicate face. Nia has changed a lot, becoming more and more beautiful, like a porcelain doll. This is the advantage of European girls, precocious, young and energetic.

 “Is there a problem?” Nia asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Yes, if you put on makeup so early, you will get older easily." Albert frowned and reminded, "You should exercise more, your skin will naturally get better. There is no need to put on makeup. Isobel seldom wears makeup."

“The wizard has a magic potion that can make the skin better?” Daisy suddenly asked.

"I think you'd better not drink that weird stuff, if you know what those so-called potions are made of." Herb interrupted to remind him.

 At that time, it left a bad impression on him.

"There are some, but the effect is average." Albert recalled and said: "I can help you pay attention. Girls always like to make themselves more beautiful."

"real?"

"Of course." Albert said, "Since it can make people live forever, why can't they make people look immortal? At least, delaying aging should be possible."

"Magic is so amazing. If those rich people knew about it, they would go crazy." Daisy looked a little excited.

"They won't, because these potions have not been discovered yet." Albert raised Tom high, "Of course, it is true that there are wizards opening beauty shops, and Isobel has also done research in this area. I will ask another day Give her a try and let you know if it works."

 “Woman!”

Herb shook his head slightly, restarted the car, and drove towards the distant road.

"go home!"

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