Chapter 688： It's human

 Chapter 688 It’s a human being

"From the content analysis of Professor Lu Ping's lecture in class, it is not difficult to hear that he plans to focus on the content in the book "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide" next, so that everyone can achieve high scores in the O.W.Ls exam as much as possible. Instead of teaching us some more practical magic."

After leaving the Defense Against Dark Arts classroom, Li Jordan briefly explained his analysis. In fact, he knew that several of his roommates understood it, but he still couldn't help but sigh: "He is indeed a competent professor, but Lu The way Professor Ping is dressed, he seems to be having a bad life?"

 “I can probably guess the reason.” Albert said mysteriously.

“What’s the reason?” The three of them turned their heads and asked.

"No evidence has been found yet. However, if my guess is correct, it is best not to let other people know about this matter, otherwise Professor Luping should probably resign." Albert has no intention of telling "Professor Luping is Werewolf" told three roommates about this.

 “Tsk, it’s so appetizing again.”

"so serious?"

“Could it be that Blake is really pretending to be?”

 The three of them were all curious about what secret Albert had discovered again.

  Why is it that everyone has eyes on his head and is in the same classroom? He can discover so many secrets that others don’t know.

 “Hmm.” Albert said noncommittally.

Professor Lupine’s plight makes people sympathize, but creatures like werewolves should still remain vigilant.

“However, now I probably know why many wizards working in the Ministry of Magic can’t recite decent Iron Armor Curse...” Before Fred could finish his complaint, he was interrupted by George.

"I remember you made similar remarks before." George continued Fred's unfinished remarks, "Are you trying to say that with this teaching model, if everyone doesn't spend a lot of time on self-study? , is it possible to achieve good results in Defense Against Dark Arts?"

“You two are so boring.” Lee Jordan looked at the twins who were complaining about each other and couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

If the three of them had not received training from Albert, their defense against black magic would not be much better than the others.

“Don’t say that. If the magic world is not like this, how can we enter the field of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the future and rely on this cash cow to make money?”

Affected by the Blake escape incident, the atmosphere in the entire magical world is very tense. If in a few years, the magical world is really in chaos as Albert predicted, then the protective props with black magic defense effects can really make the four people make a fortune.

As for it, it is immoral to expect the wizarding world to make money from chaos.

 It can only be said that the future is like this, and they, as students, cannot and are unable to change the outcome.

After getting along with each other for these years, they have also been influenced by Albert, and their mentality has matured a lot. At the same time, they have no doubt that Albert can help them realize their dream of a joke shop.

 Albert is really good and knows a lot of things.

 Like those omniscient prophets.

  No, in the hearts of the three of them, Albert is more powerful than those guys.

When a few people went to the hall to have dinner, they passed by the long Slytherin table and saw a group of Slytherin students huddled together, not knowing what they were talking about.

Lee Jordan glanced at the crowd a few more times. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't suppress his curiosity. He muttered: I'm going to find someone to ask, then he got up and left.

 After a while, Lee Jordan came back, and he brought back a big news:

Draco Malfoy was scratched by a Hippogriff during Care of Magical Creatures class and is still lying in the school hospital.

 “Hypogriff?”

George, whose mouth was full of fried eggs, said vaguely: "Hagrid didn't bring an Acromantula into the classroom, but instead brought a Hippogriff into the classroom first?"

"The next Care of Magical Creatures class will definitely be very interesting. I also heard that Harry rode a hippogriff and flew around in the sky." Lee Jordan said with anticipation: "I don't know if we have any If you have the opportunity to ride a hippogriff and glide around in the sky, it will definitely be different from riding a broom."

"There is no saddle or bridle on the Hippogriff. You will only feel your **** is sore and worry about whether you will fall from the sky." Albert dumped Lee Jordan unceremoniously. Pouring cold water, he asked: "What stupid thing did Malfoy do to be attacked by the Hippogriff?"

“I heard that he insulted a hippogriff, so he was scratched on the arm by the angry hippogriff.” Lee Jordan recalled the news he had learned.

"Calling that guy a little idiot doesn't really slander him. Only those guys who are spoiled by their families would do such stupid things without thinking." George said contemptuously, "Why hasn't he been raped by Hippogriff? How about killing a winged beast with one claw?"

"Hagrid must have stopped it." Fred looked very regretful. "It would be nice if the little idiot lost his arm."

“It seems that wizards haven’t developed a magic potion to regrow severed limbs yet, right?” Albert thought of Professor Kettlebo who resigned last semester.

If there really is such a magical potion, Professor Kettlebo and Professor Dumbledore's friendship will definitely not break off their hands and feet.

"Probably not." Fred shook his head. "At least, I have never heard of such a magical potion. I really hope Malfoy's injury is more serious."

"I think Madam Pomfrey can cure him in a short time." Lee Jordan frowned slightly when talking about this, "But Malfoy is still in the school hospital and just refuses to be discharged."

"The little idiot is pretending to be injured. He must be trying to take this opportunity to cause trouble for Hagrid. This is a common trick of the Malfoy family." Fred said contemptuously.

 “Albert, what do you think?” George asked.

Albert noticed the way the three looked at him and said helplessly: "Last semester, I told Hagrid not to bring dangerous magical creatures into the classroom."

“You had expected this?” George raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I just didn't expect Hagrid to cause trouble on the first day of school. It can be regarded as breaking a record." Albert's tone was a little helpless.

 When he said those words to Hagrid last semester, he had already guessed that this might be the result.

“Did you predict that this would happen?” Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Some things can be guessed without prophecy." Albert said calmly.

"I thought you were going to stop him." Fred looked surprised.

"How do you think I should stop him?" Albert looked at the three roommates and asked, "Do you think I should ask him to do this like a child for the sake of Hagrid? Do that, can’t you do this or that?”

 “No, I didn’t mean that.” Fred apologized shamefully.

"Hagrid is an adult. He has his own ideas and needs to be responsible for what he does." Albert calmly recounted the fact, "And I am just a human being, not a god. All I can do is give him some kindness in advance." advice."

“However, the little idiot is lucky. He was only slightly injured.” George quickly changed the subject. “Actually, it’s Hagrid’s luck. If the little idiot lost his arm, the Malfoy family would never let it go.”

"No, you are overthinking. With Malfoy's character, he will definitely put pressure on the school board and ask the school to expel Hagrid." Fred knew Malfoy's character very well, and this matter would never be left alone.

"No, Malfoy has left his position on the school board. They no longer have that kind of influence." Albert shook his head, "Moreover, Professor Dumbledore will also come forward to vouch for Hagrid. As the principal, With his status and authority, the UK and even the European wizarding world need to give him a face."

"As for the Ministry of Magic, there is no need to worry. Not long ago, Hagrid was imprisoned in Azkaban Prison for no reason. If it happens again, the gossip reporters from the Daily Prophet will not let this big news go." Albert said meaningfully: "After all, what's going on with the hunting groundskeeper at Hogwarts that the Ministry of Magic has been targeting?"

Once this kind of thing is exposed, it will throw the face of the Ministry of Magic to the ground and crush it with its feet.

 In fact, if it was not Malfoy who was injured but another student, the matter might calm down quickly.

 After all, Malfoy brought it upon himself, and it was only a minor injury.

"However, the Care of Magical Creatures class is ruined." Albert sighed helplessly, "Perhaps Hagrid will let us contact, observe or raise some harmless creatures, such as..."

 “Flobber caterpillar?” Fred said casually.

“Yes, maybe we will learn how to raise Florob caterpillars in the next class.” As he spoke, Albert put down the fork he had just raised to his mouth, and suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

 “You don’t want to eat?” George asked curiously.

 It was rare to see Albert having any other food left on his plate.

Albert took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the corners of his mouth and said: "You really shouldn't talk about those disgusting things while eating, it's off-putting."

 “Oh, what a great course.”

Hearing what Albert said, the three of them had no expectations for Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class.

“Fortunately, with another year of Care of Magical Creatures, we won’t have to waste time on this subject.”

"Anyway, I don't plan to continue taking the Care of Magical Creatures course. I'm going to give up a few courses next semester." Albert made a mental calculation, "I will probably keep the main five courses, plus mathematical divination and ancient magic texts."

"Next year, we may only have to take two or three courses." Fred said with a smile, "Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms. I doubt that my Transfiguration class can meet Professor McGonagall's requirements. "

"As long as you can achieve good grades, you should be able to meet Professor McGonagall's requirements." Albert told the three people what he knew. "If you want to continue studying in the sixth grade, your grades need to be at least good."

"That's not easy." Fred muttered, "Not everyone can get a bunch of excellent ones as easily as you."

 (End of this chapter)