Chapter 362 There is a secret on the fourth floor of the castle
Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor House as expected and received a warm welcome from everyone.
Albert even suspected that if he were not still in the branch, the professors at the guest table were watching, and everyone would have gathered around to shake his hand and chat with him.
Not long after, the penultimate Ron, the younger brother of Fred and George, was also assigned to Gryffindor. He sat next to Potter and became the envy of countless people.
The sorting was over, and after Dumbledore gave a brief speech, the dinner officially began. A large amount of food and drinks appeared on the originally empty gold plates and goblets without warning.
Looking at the pile of food in front of him, Albert felt hungry, and he quickly added some food he liked to the plate.
As soon as he put the cut roast beef into his mouth, Fred asked curiously: "What does Professor McGonagall want from you?"
“About the curriculum.”
After Albert swallowed the food in his mouth, he smiled and said: "The time of some courses may be repeated. I need to use other special methods to catch up with all the courses."
“Split you in half?”
Lee Jordan mumbled indistinctly with his mouth full of food.
“You actually guessed it.” Albert said pretending to be surprised.
After he quickly finished the roast beef on the plate, he added a piece of fried pork chop to the plate. He caught a glimpse of the suspicious expressions on several people and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Percy. He has been using his clones all the time." Catch up on all the classes.”
“Damn double.” Lee Jordan didn’t believe Albert’s nonsense at all.
“It’s a doppelgänger, isn’t it, Percy!” Albert said to Percy.
"Well, in a sense, it's a clone." Percy, who was discussing transfiguration with Granger, looked up and noticed that many people's eyes were on him, and nodded helplessly in agreement.
"Then when will you teach us that if we can have a clone, it will be much easier to do homework in the future." George's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look at Albert.
"You can't learn this trick unless you are prepared to take all the elective courses." Albert blocked other people's questions, added two more grilled sausages to his plate, and said with a smile, "Besides, don't even think about using There is no such thing as doing the holiday homework on my own."
Everyone was silent.
What's the use of a clone that can't be used to do holiday homework?
The topic was quickly diverted, and everyone else focused on going to Hogsmeade at the end of October.
Lee Jordan saw Albert immersed in eating, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You won't forget to ask your family to sign!"
“Albert is not you!” Fred glanced at Lee Jordan and said rather speechlessly.
“I suddenly remembered something. I haven’t learned the spell from last time.”
As he spoke, Albert took out a small notebook from his pocket, flipped through the records on it, and found that he still had a lot of things to do, and he suddenly became depressed.
“Which spell?” Lee Jordan asked doubtfully.
“That one!” Fred said with a smile.
“Oh, it turns out that’s the one. I thought you had mastered it.”
In fact, George also forgot what spell Albert said. He felt that Fred had probably forgotten it too, but this did not prevent them from making jokes about Lee Jordan.
"that?"
Lee Jordan swallowed the fried potatoes in his mouth, looked at Fred and George sideways, and suddenly said, "Don't think I don't know, you have forgotten it yourself."
It is really difficult to use the Patronus Charm to convey messages, especially if you need to explore it yourself.
Albert originally thought he would be able to master it before the holidays last semester. However, after practicing for more than half a year, his skills and experience of the Patronus Charm have indeed improved a lot, but he has never been able to master how to let the Patronus pass the message.
He still remembered that he gave Aberforth a sum of Galleons as tuition for this purpose, but he failed to learn it in the end. What a loss!
Thinking of this, Albert became even more depressed. He stuffed a large piece of fried potatoes into his mouth, preparing to turn his depression into appetite.
It was a sumptuous meal, with everyone filling their stomachs with open stomachs, and the auditorium echoed with laughter and the clink of knives and forks.
At this moment, Dumbledore stood up again at the guest of honor table: "Now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I want to say a few more words."
Everyone looked at Dumbledore, and the noise in the auditorium gradually became quiet.
“Before the semester begins, there are a few things to note.”
Principal Dumbledore’s so-called few matters are nothing more than a few points: students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, students are not allowed to use magic in the corridors, and the Quidditch team signs up to see Mrs. Hooch...
Albert felt that Dumbledore was looking this way when he said the first point.
Well, they do often go in and out of the Forbidden Forest.
However, Albert did not want to enter the forest this year. After all, Voldemort was hunting unicorns in the forest, and he always felt that the Forbidden Forest was not very safe.
There is no way, Albert doesn’t want to meet that kind of guy in the Forbidden Forest, he might become a missing person.
Fred and George didn't really take this matter seriously, and they heard this kind of thing every year at the beginning of school.
“…I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to suffer an accident and die a painful death should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.”
When Dumbledore mentioned this, many people couldn't help but laugh, and Harry Potter was one of them.
Fred and George looked at each other and started whispering.
“The corridor on the right side of the fourth floor? I’ve been there before, and there doesn’t seem to be anything special about it.”
It's no wonder Fred thought this way, they had indeed been to that place before and had ambushed Slytherin students there.
This is where the sad story of a certain Slytherin student whose head was stuffed into the toilet begins.
George touched Albert with his arm, wanting to hear what Albert thought.
“The principal probably made changes there and put something dangerous there.” Albert muttered.
However, Albert felt that by saying this, Dumbledore was clearly telling them that there was a secret in the right corridor on the fourth floor and encouraging everyone to go and take risks!
After all, it is better to clear things up than to block them.
This is indeed the case in Albert's opinion. He believes that many people will be interested in it and will be scared away by Hagrid's three-headed dog pet.
They will think that the danger Dumbledore is talking about is the three-headed dog.
Even if you find a trap door guarded by a three-headed dog, you will have to give up because you can't break through the three-headed dog. After all, no one wants to be bitten to death.
“I think what you said makes sense.” Li Jordan said excitedly: “When do you think we can go there and take a look?”
“Let’s talk about it when we have time!”
Albert reached out to cover a yawn and began to lip-sync the school song along with everyone else.
After the banquet, they dispersed.
As for the new students, they are led by their prefects to their respective colleges.
Albert, Fred, George and Lee Jordan followed the other Gryffindor students as they surged up the marble stairs. By now, everyone was too full to move, but they still had to walk down more corridors and up more stairs before reaching the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.
However, the four of them, Albert, secretly passed through a secret passage and arrived in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady in advance.
“Did you hear that Harry Potter came to Hogwarts?” the fat lady asked.
"Yes, and I was sorted into Gryffindor, as you can see later." Albert said.
“Do you know what the password is?” Lee Jordan covered a yawn and interrupted the chat between Albert and the Fat Lady. He didn’t want to stand here and listen to their chatter.
Albert noticed that everyone else was looking at him, shrugged helplessly and asked, "Didn't you ask Percy?"
“I think you asked.”
“I think you know too.”
“Okay, the password is dragon slag.” Albert indeed asked.
(End of this chapter)