Chapter 123: Fooling around
Although Albert told the three of them the cruelty of the truth, it still failed to dispel the idea of Fred and the others wanting to make a fortune.
In the next few days, the three people began to frequent the Forbidden Forest, trying to dig up snow mushrooms, hoping to make a fortune.
However, the reality is undoubtedly cruel.
The three of them worked hard for several days, but got nothing. Moreover, they also annoyed Hagrid because they frequently entered the woods.
The gamekeeper complained to Albert about this and began to take action to drive the twin brothers out of the woods.
In March, the weather quickly warmed up. The snow in the forest began to melt, and the snow mushrooms that were only found in the snow also disappeared with the snow. After working hard for a few days, the Weasley brothers sat listlessly in the library without achieving anything.
They have been having a hard time recently. They were caught by Hagrid when they entered the forest, and were taken to Professor McGonagall.
The result is predictable—imprisonment.
This incident made Filch extremely happy. The old face showed a rare scary smile, which frightened the three of them.
In recent days, Filch had been tormenting them a lot.
"Don't be depressed, life is still beautiful." Albert patted Fred on the shoulder comfortingly and suggested: "Let's go fishing at the lake on Saturday."
“Forget it, let’s not go, we don’t want to be lectured by Hagrid again.” Fred was still complaining that Hagrid handed them over to Professor McGonagall.
“Okay!” Albert didn’t say any more.
“What are you doing?” Angelina put down her quill, raised her head and asked curiously: “I remember that your Transfiguration homework has been completed a long time ago.”
"Writing a paper for "Transfiguration Today", Professor McGonagall asked me to write it during the last Transfiguration Club." Albert explained casually, but he did not realize how amazing this was.
“You said you wrote it for a magazine?”
“Preparing to publish a paper in Transfiguration Today?” Not only Angelina, but everyone else was shocked when they heard this.
"Not yet? The manuscript will be handed over to Professor McGonagall first. She will screen out the suitable ones and help revise them before sending them to Transfiguration Today." Albert's thesis is: How to apply Transfiguration to combat field.
This is an area that Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are good at, and he just combined what he had seen before with the theory of transformation.
In fact, Albert does not think that his paper can be published in Transfiguration Today. However, writing this paper is not without benefits. After reading it, Professor McGonagall will revise it carefully and write her final comment. Opinions and comments to help the students in the Transfiguration Club go further.
Each time I write this thing, revise it, and read it, Albert's deformation theory will be greatly improved, which is one of the reasons why Albert takes this matter seriously.
"I suddenly feel that Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club is very high-end." Shanna admired Albert for being invited to the Transfiguration Club. "I don't know if Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club still accepts people."
"Forget it." Aaliya poured cold water on Shanna, "It's impossible. Unless you are particularly outstanding in this aspect, you will not be invited in."
"I just think about it. The Transfiguration taught by Professor McGonagall is very difficult. How can I have time to learn more difficult Transfiguration, let alone write papers that require the death of countless brain cells." Shanna muttered softly.
It will indeed kill a lot of brain cells.
Albert always felt that his knowledge was not enough. What he spent several days writing was still not enough to satisfy him. Albert decided to give the paper to Professor McGonagall. As for whether it could be published in a magazine, he really didn't care too much.
Albert himself knew very well that his current knowledge of Transfiguration was enough to cope with the Transfiguration classes in the past few years.
Unless there are related tasks, he has no plans to invest more experience in it for the time being.
To some extent, living beyond your means is not a good idea.
In fact, Albert also tried to stimulate this task, but never succeeded.
“Did you finish writing?” Aaliya said with emotion, “Your speed is still as amazing as ever.”
“You don’t mind lending it to me?” Aaliya changed the subject.
Albert did not refuse and handed the parchment across the table. Just as he thought, Aaliya returned the parchment without looking at it for long.
There is no doubt that she cannot understand.
It is too difficult for students to explore and study magic in depth. What they mainly learn and master are the most basic things.
Whether you dig deeper is a personal decision.
When Hogwarts students graduate, how many students will be able to practice spells to level 2 on the skill panel?
“You look tired.” Shanna whispered.
“That’s it for this paper. It took a lot of effort. I can only say that I haven’t reached that level yet.” Albert began to pack up the books and prepared to go to the kitchen to have a cup of afternoon tea to relax.
It would be better if we could eat some cake.
“If it’s not that level, then what kind of level are we?” Lee Jordan muttered.
Albert ignored him and asked, "Is anyone going to the kitchen?"
“Me!” Fred also stood up, preparing to leave with Albert.
"Come on, you haven't finished your homework yet." George cruelly interrupted Fred's good wishes, "Let's go now, I don't know how long it will take to write it later, so hurry up and finish it while everyone is here. over."
Fred sat down again dejectedly and continued to do his homework.
"see you later."
Left the library, walked through the corridor, and reached the first floor from the moving stairs. When passing by the foyer, Filch was staring at him for a long time as he mopped the floor.
Albert didn't care at all and went directly to the kitchen located under the auditorium.
Albert was a frequent visitor to the kitchen, and the house elves warmly welcomed him and served him milk tea and pies.
“Thank you.” Albert said with a smile. His thanks always frightened the house elves, but he knew they liked hearing them.
“Are you preparing dinner?” Albert asked curiously.
“Yes sir.” The house elf nodded.
"You don't mind chatting with me for a few words?" Albert took a bite of the pie, drank another sip of milk tea, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and asked, "I'm interested in everything here? Including you hardworking people. little guy."
"It's my pleasure."
“Sit down.” Albert asked, “What’s your name?”
“Kara,” said the house elf.
"It's okay, I don't mind." Albert pointed to the chair and said gently.
The house elf would not sit down no matter what. When Albert saw this, he didn't intend to force him. He just asked curiously: "Your magic is very special. I can see that it is different from the magic we use."
"Yes sir, the magic we use is different." The house elf hesitated and seemed reluctant to talk about this topic.
"Can you use our magic?" Albert saw the house elf shaking his head repeatedly but refusing to speak, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's change the topic. Can you make garlic scrambled eggs? ?”
“Garlic scrambled eggs?” Kara repeated a little confused.
"Garlic scrambled eggs are..." Albert began to tell the house elves how to make garlic scrambled eggs, trying to impress the cooking skills of these house elves.
(End of this chapter)