Hogwarts Reading Days

After soaking in the hot spring, Albert slept soundly, but he might be too tired. Isobel was more enthusiastic than expected, probably because he will be separated again!

Long-term separation is difficult for passionate couples.

After all, this is the world of wizards, not the world in my previous life where the Internet was developed and everyone was relatively indifferent to many things.

"Bitte has confirmed that Hogsmeade Village is fine, you go first, be careful on the road!" Albert glanced at the parchment, on which was a map of Hogsmeade Village, he had already confirmed that there was no one near the safe house, Can Apparate directly to the door.

"You too, and you, be careful on the road."

After Isobel kissed Albert and Katrina's cheeks respectively, under Katrina's complaining gaze, he walked into the box and asked the house elf Dobby to help send it to Hogsmeade Village.

"He looks more and more like my mother now." Katrina sighed.

"She's just worried about your safety."

Albert looked at Katrina who took out a handkerchief to wipe her face and said, "We should go to the station. If we have luggage, Dobby the house elf will help us send it to school."

At this moment, both of them had changed into wizard robes, and then disappeared out of thin air under Albert's wand.

"After passing, go directly to the prefect's compartment." Albert instructed.

"I'm not a child." Katrina didn't like being treated like a child.

"In her eyes, you will always be a child, just like I see my sister too." Albert didn't care too much, and stretched out his hand to Katrina: "Let's go too!"

"In your eyes, I'm just... a little girl?" Katrina was a little dissatisfied.

"of course not."

Albert directly Apparated to Platform Nine and Three Quarters. Their sudden appearance startled the wizards around them.

However, when people looked along the crackling sound, they found that there was nothing there, because Albert and Katrina, who had used the disillusionment spell, had already left their spot and walked towards the train next to the platform.

After entering the carriage, Albert lifted the illusion spell on the two of them.

"Your illusion spell is really brilliant."

Katrina found that along the way, no one noticed anyone passing under her nose.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you. However, we'd better go directly to the prefect's car now." Albert turned and walked through the corridor and walked towards the prefect's car. He found that many people were curious about them Many girls even stared at Albert unabashedly, and some even put their faces on the glass windows of the carriage, just to see the legendary youngest dueling champion.

Although the news of Albert's championship was suppressed by the "Daily Prophet", the "Daily Prophet" is not the only newspaper in the whole of Britain, and there are still many newspapers willing to report the news of his victory.

Of course, there are also reasons why some people spread it deliberately.

The youngest dueling champion in history.

They passed through several cars and soon came to the prefect's car. Albert took out the badge of the student council president from his pocket and pinned it on his chest.

Then, reach out and push the door open.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, the whole carriage fell silent. Everyone turned their heads to look over, and some of them greeted the two of them with a smile.

Albert and Katrina came to the front row of the car, where it was more convenient to talk to other prefects later.

To be honest, he regretted a little that he hadn't brought Tom, otherwise he could have played Tom to pass the time.

After waiting for a while, the last two finally arrived in a hurry. It was Hermione and Ron, the prefects of Gryffindor. They dragged their luggage into the compartment and sat down in the vacant seats.

"Okay, everyone is here."

Albert took out the parchment, cleared his throat and said, "Now, let me tell you about the powers and responsibilities you should fulfill after you become a prefect."

In fact, when they became the president of the student union, Professor McGonagall added a few more parchments to the letter.

The above are the instructions given by the chairman of the male and female student council to the prefects below.

Albert waved his wand, and directly created a dozen copies, letting the parchments float in front of the prefects.

"I'll just talk about a few important points, and you can read the rest for yourself. If you have any questions, I will leave time for you to ask questions after I finish speaking."

Albert didn't care about other people's whispers, and began to talk about the prefect's responsibilities, such as patrolling on the train, maintaining order, stopping students from fighting and frolicking at school, using prohibited items, and when necessary Help the professors at Hogwarts, and the new prefects of each house need to guide the freshmen of their respective houses.

After talking about the responsibilities, Albert casually mentioned the rights of the subordinate prefects, such as having their own conference room, and being able to use the prefect's bathroom in the castle...etc.

All the prefects were stunned when they heard it. They thought Albert would talk for a long time, but they finished speaking in less than 5 minutes.

This is too short, it is purely perfunctory!

"Okay, let me mention one last thing." Albert paused intentionally, glanced at the prefects in the carriage and said, "Our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is from the Ministry of Magic, which means that the Ministry of Magic intentionally interferes with Hogwarts. Ci, this is not a good sign, there is almost no similar precedent before."

Albert didn't care about the whispers below, and continued, "I hope that when you return to your respective colleges, remind the students in your colleges not to have any unpleasant conflicts with our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and don't give her any trouble for you Don't try to reason with the other party, because she is a professor and you are students, no matter whether you reason or not, you can't reason with her."

"Okay, I'll just say it straight. My friend in the Ministry of Magic told me that our trusted Defense Against the Dark Arts professor doesn't have a good reputation, do you understand what I mean?" Albert glanced around, calmly Said, "Anyway, no one has taught this class for more than a year."

After finishing speaking, Albert looked at the positions of Hermione and Ron, and the meaning was already obvious.

"Finally, I would like to give you a friendly reminder. If someone deliberately reveals what I just said to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I will curse him for having ugly freckles on his face, which can never be cured." Albert said. Looking at the Slytherin students with a smile, he said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"Okay, just ask if you have anything!"

"What about our Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Hufflepuff's Ernie McMillan asked, raising his hand. "We have O.w.Ls exams this year. Can you tell us about the key points of the exams?"

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid not. I also have a lot of things to do this semester, and you can only ask questions about prefects. I won't answer other questions."

"What if the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor takes the initiative to trouble us?" Hermione raised her hand and asked, she was asking for Harry, the meaning of Albert's words was already obvious.

"I think as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, she won't be so dishonest as to make trouble for students." Albert paused, and continued, "Of course, if that happens, I suggest you take the initiative to stay away from her. Ignore her. Well, you can still ask Professor McGonagall to solve the problem, but don't expect any results, during the semester when the Ministry of Magic interferes with Hogwarts, many unpleasant things will definitely happen."

"Well, if you have no other questions, I suggest that the new prefects go to patrol the other cars and let everyone know you."

"Also, I don't think this kind of situation will exist for you who can become prefects, but I still have to remind you, don't bully others with your status as a prefect. The status of a prefect means more responsibility than responsibility. that power."

"You really like to be lazy."

Katrina complained that this guy only took a quarter of an hour.

"Talk too much, and people don't like to listen. If they don't understand, they will naturally read the parchment, and if they don't understand, they will naturally come to ask us." Albert said lightly.

Hermione hurried over to Albert and asked in a low voice, "Do you think the Ministry of Magic sent a professor to Hogwarts this time to target Harry?"

"It's aimed at Dumbledore, and Potter just incidentally. The Ministry of Magic actually wanted to get involved in Hogwarts a long time ago, but Dumbledore is too strong, and now it is an opportunity for them. I think she will probably try her best." Get rid of Dumbledore, pass the laws of the Ministry of Magic, and make yourself the new headmaster."

"Anderson really said that."

After Valley Vision</span> finished patrolling the carriage, Hermione told Harry the conversation they had just had.

"Well." Hermione nodded and said, "Harry, when you arrive at school, it's best not to cause trouble. This is Anderson's reminder to you."

"I never thought of taking the initiative to cause trouble. Things came to me by themselves." Harry protested angrily.

"Did Anderson say what to do?" Ron asked worriedly.

"Drive the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor away, or send him to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries." Hermione hesitated for a moment, her face twitching, and said the solution Albert gave.

Harry, Ron, and Ginny all stared at Hermione dumbfounded.

"That guy is tough," Ron muttered. "Where is she going to live for how long?"

"He is a nice person."

A girl's voice came from the side, it was Luna who was flipping through "The Quibbler".

"So good that you want to send someone to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds," said Ron grumpily.

"The Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts are not very good. Maybe she can escape by going to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries." Luna said casually, "Albert must have thought of this, he really nice guy."

Ginny looked at her friend, not knowing what to say.

"Is the Ministry of Magic crazy, or is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor really not afraid of curses?" Harry muttered.

"I think you're crazy." Malfoy appeared at the door of the carriage at some point, "Everyone knows that there is something wrong with the famous Harry Potter."

With that said, Malfoy pointed to his head, and laughed together with his dog-legged friends Goyle and Crabbe.

"Oh, did your dad help me pass the message to Voldemort?" Harry didn't care about Malfoy's ridicule, but asked blankly.

The smiles on the three faces froze.

"It seems not. Remember to write to Lucius for me, and let him not forget to tell me." Harry said calmly.

"How dare you bastard..." Malfoy was trembling with anger at Harry's words.

"Why, you have other things." Harry turned his head and asked.

"How does it feel to be defeated by Weasley, Potter?" Malfoy sneered.

"Shut up, Malfoy," Hermione snapped.

"Looks like I've hit a spot." Malfoy said with a smug smile, "Well, Potter, can you..."

"you're so boring."

"what."

"I said you're boring." Harry said with disgust on his face, "If you have nothing to do, don't disturb others here."

Saying so, Harry took out his wand, waved lightly at the three of Malfoy, invited the three of them out of the carriage, and then closed the carriage door.

"Harry!" Hermione said angrily.

"You've also seen that Malfoy deliberately picks things up, even if I ignore them." Harry put his wand back into his pocket, shrugged his shoulders at Hermione, "Usually trouble comes to the door on its own initiative. "

"Well Hermione," Ron agreed, "That's not Harry's problem."

"Yeah, that's not Harry's problem," agreed Ginny.

"Harry, promise me that when you go to school, stay away from the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Hermione was a little helpless, worried about Harry's situation in school.

"I will."

Harry looked sideways at the rain outside the window, although he said this, he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Sirius also warned him to stay away from the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor named Umbridge.

But... why did Fred and George say this year would be fun?

Harry stood up and walked outside.

"Harry, where are you going?" Hermione asked immediately.

"Go to Fred and George," said Harry.

"What do you want from them?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Inquire about something."

Seeing Harry walking outside, Hermione and Ron exchanged glances, and got up to follow.

They soon found Fred's compartment. Albert was not here. Fred and Lee Jordan were playing wizard cards, and George was flipping through a magazine.

"Is something wrong?"

"What are you going to do?" Harry asked straight to the point.He was sure that the group of bold guys in front of him must be planning to do something.

"We're not going to do anything." George smiled more kindly.

"Is there a way to get Umbridge away?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You have a grudge? Oh, you do have a grudge." George nodded and said, "It's hard, it's better not to do that."

"If you don't want that guy to trouble you, just give her an oblivion spell to make her forget to trouble you." Lee Jordan suggested with a smile.

"Okay, I'm just kidding." He changed his tune after seeing Hermione's gaze, "But Umbridge is not a good guy."

"If you don't want to go to her class, I have a good solution." George took out a few candies from his pocket and introduced them to them, "Quick-acting skipping candy, after eating, you will have various symptoms of illness .”

"Symptoms?" Ron asked, picking up one.

"Yes, there are about seven or eight kinds of symptoms, including diarrhea. Of course, we don't recommend diarrhea." Fred laughed maliciously, "If Umbridge wants to trouble you one day, You just eat this, faint in front of her, or suddenly spit all over her, I think her expression must be quite exciting."

"you……"

"Don't worry, the quick-acting skipping class sugar is very safe. We have tested it ourselves, and there is an antidote, so there will be no problems." George laughed more and more unscrupulously.

Hermione suddenly had a premonition that in the future, Hogwarts might often see people who fell ill in class and were sent to the school hospital.