Hogwarts Reading Days

The good weather in September didn't last long. Half a month after arriving at Hogwarts, the sky finally started to rain again. It has been raining since morning and has not stopped.

However, for Albert who was nestled in the castle, the rain was nothing, since it wouldn't get him wet anyway.

At this moment, Albert is sitting comfortably by the window, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, drinking freshly made milk tea, and writing letters to old friends.

Tom lay beside him, staring at the owner who wrote the letter. His eyes occasionally drifted to the cup of milk tea. His paws were a little itchy, but he didn't take any action in the end.

Since the last time when he foolishly put his paw into the cup and was caught by Albert and kept the dried fish for several days, Tom never touched the teacup again.

Albert glanced at his cat, then turned his gaze back to the letter. This was a letter to Adolphe Fournier. The connection between the Frenchman and Albert had faded.

A while ago, Albert had obtained the technology of manufacturing double-sided mirrors, and added the panel skills, and then revealed a little technology to Mr. Adolphe Fournier based on the panel skills' understanding of the theory of double-sided mirrors.

Ok!

In fact, he slapped the Frenchman several times with facts and technical knowledge, which made this Mr. Fournier lick his face again, and enthusiastically and actively contacted Albert.

Of course, in order to get the technology to restore the double-sided mirror, Mr. Fournier doesn't even have to give up his own face. He is really not ordinary enthusiasm now. He will write a letter to Albert every few days, thanks to the owl It's not the same one, otherwise it would have died of exhaustion on the way.

After all, there is still a distance between France and Britain.

Neither side is at ease.

Albert's goal is the technology in the hands of the Frenchman. Adolphe Fournier has good attainments in alchemy, and has also invented many good things, such as memory balls.

A memory ball is a kind of enchanted glass ball, which seems to be filled with white smoke, a bit like a divination crystal ball for divination. When you hold it in your hand, if it turns red, it means you have forgotten something.

Of course, to put it bluntly, a memory ball is a magical toy, which usually only lasts for about half a year. Albert used similar means to invent an intrusion alarm for himself.

Well, it's actually casting an invasion spell on an object.When you put it in your pocket, it will start to get hot when a wizard is around.

However, there is a bad problem with the siren. As long as there are wizards around him other than himself, they will immediately sound the alarm.

It's a half-useless thing, but there is indeed a skill called siren on the panel. He thinks this skill should be very useful. The problem is that it takes experience to upgrade the skill, and when making it, wizards also need to master the invasion spell. .

In the letter, Albert discussed the idea of ​​the magic lamp with M. Adolphe Fournier.

This task has been on the panel for a long time. If he wants to complete the task, he must at least have a direction. As an expert in this field, Mr. Adolphe Fournier may be able to help him.

As for the technology of the double-sided mirror, Albert doesn't mind giving it to the other party. He doesn't care at all whether Mr. Adolphe Fournier can copy the double-sided mirror of Blair Burst. Anyway, as long as the skill level is added, it will be able to Come up with a better technique.

First squeeze out the value of M. Adolphe Fournier.

Of course, this counts as mutual benefit to some degree.

Suddenly there was a commotion nearby, Tom turned his head and looked, two girls were whispering and giggling beside him.

"You go!"

"No, you go!"

"Okay, I'll go!"

A little girl with brown eyes and long blond hair braved up and came forward.

"What's matter?"

Albert finished his milk tea, stuffed the letter into the envelope, and turned his head to look at the two little girls who were pushing and shoving.

"They say you know divination?" said one of the girls.

"Divination?" Albert put down his teacup and said gently: "I did learn a little bit of divination knowledge in the divination class. However, the rumors in school cannot be believed."

"Can you……"

"Can I divination for you?" Albert finished speaking for the other party.

The two little girls nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

"You know it's a lie, why do you still need to divination?" Albert asked with a smile.

The two didn't answer, so Albert stopped delving into this topic. After thinking about it, he said, "Let's not take this as an example. Who will start first?"

"me!"

"What's your name?" Albert confirmed.

"Lavender Brown," said the girl nervously.

"Okay, Miss Lavender Brown, remember your prophecy." Albert was silent for a long time, and said in a vague voice: "You will have a romantic story of your own. It is up to you whether you pursue it or not. The long run is up to him."

"Does romantic story mean being in love?" Lavender Brown asked curiously.

Albert smiled but didn't answer. He looked at another little girl and asked, "What about you? Tell me your name."

"Parvati Patil."

"Remember your prophecy, Miss Parvati Patil." Albert paused for a long time before saying vaguely, "At the ball, you will dance with your warriors."

"Can you give it to me too..." the round-faced boy next to him asked with a blushing face.

"What's your name?" Albert asked.

"Neville Longbottom," said the boy.

"You are a qualified Gryffindor. Courage is not what you see on the surface. Plants are destined for you, and you will have a place in the school." Albert said after recalling Neville's message.

He suddenly discovered that he also has the potential to be a fortune teller.

"That's it."

someone asked puzzled.

"That's it, maybe don't look for me anymore." Albert glanced at the speaker and said calmly.

Everyone left in disappointment. No matter how you looked at it, Albert seemed to be perfunctory to the three freshmen.

"Why, do you want it too?" Albert asked, looking at Hermione next to him.

The latter hesitated for a long time before nodding.

In fact, Hermione didn't quite believe this kind of thing, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like Albert was fooling them, but she also heard that Albert's words were sometimes very accurate.After all, both of Harry's original prophecies had come true, whether they were prophecies or not.

"Before winter comes, you will no longer be alone. Of course, it depends on your decision." Albert said.

Hermione froze, because finding friends was really up to her own decision.

"Sorry to bother you to coax the little girl." Fred and George, who were wet all over, walked towards this side.

"Quidditch training is over?" Albert didn't care about teasing, and asked as he looked at the two people who were drenched.

"It's over, it's really choking."

"Harry did a great job and will have our names engraved on this year's Quidditch Cup."

Albert shrugged indifferently, and said softly, "There will be twists and turns."

"Shut up."

"asshole."

Both of them wanted to take off their socks and stop Albert's broken mouth.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just saying twists and turns."

Albert waved his wand, and white steam evaporated from the Weasley brothers, filling the common room. He waved his wand again, creating a breeze, and sent all the steam out of the common room.

"Is it really accurate?" Hermione muttered softly, looking at the Weasley twins who looked nervous and wanted to gag Albert's mouth.

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