Chapter 550 Skipping class
The cold is something that sometimes can’t be stopped.
Especially after October, the weather around Hogwarts changed suddenly, and the temperature dropped sharply.
The heavy rain pounded against the windows, and the grass outside was filled with a visible cold air. After seeping into the castle, many professors and students suffered from influenza.
“Haha, it would be great if it could be photographed.” George looked at Albert with the steam on his head and smiled extremely.
There is no way, this is Albert’s rare dark history.
click.
The sound of taking pictures suddenly sounded, and the three people with smoke rising from their heads all looked up.
I saw Albert holding a camera in his hand, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and took another photo of them.
"Pose again. I decided to add this photo to the wizard card. It's called October Flu." While the three of them looked stunned, Albert took two more photos and announced happily: "It looks like it's working pretty well."
“You guy.”
“If you want to take a photo, at least it should look handsome.”
Fred grabbed the photo from Albert, and after whispering to the two people next to him, he put his arms around each other and posed with the cup he had just finished drinking, asking Albert to take another photo of them. photo.
After drinking a pick-me-up, your ears may start to smoke, which may last for several hours.
When the four of them walked out of the campus hospital, all the students in the corridor cast curious glances. Now, anyone who sees smoke coming from their head knows that they have the flu and have just drank a refreshing pill.
Probably because this appearance is so embarrassing, many students are reluctant to go to the school hospital for treatment after catching influenza, which leads to more and more students being infected with influenza.
Now, the condition is getting more serious, and Madam Pomfrey has to prepare a large amount of refreshing potion for those students who can't bear it. Fortunately, most of these materials come from the greenhouses and medicine fields of Hogwarts, otherwise it would really cost a lot of money.
Every day, students with severe colds are forced to go to the school hospital for treatment, so students with smoke on their heads are about to become a sight at Hogwarts.
Speaking of which, Albert got the flu thanks to those two **** Fred and George.
When these two guys were practicing Quidditch in the rain, they accidentally caught influenza, and they did not go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment in time. As a result, on the third day, both Albert and Lee Jordan, who were in the same dormitory, died. Infected.
Finally, the furious Albert and Lee Jordan gave them a severe lesson before they went to the school hospital for treatment together.
“Haha, isn’t this Wood? You have a cold too?”
Looking at Wood, who also had smoke coming from his ears and kept moving towards his head, Fred and George happily approached each other and put their arms around each other. They were not embarrassed at all by their new looks.
“Really, I’m going back to rest first. Remember to ask for leave for my Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon.” Albert casually found an excuse and headed towards the Room of Requirement.
"What a coincidence, I have to take leave too." Lee Jordan didn't intend to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with a smoking head, and there was nothing good about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Since Lockhart became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, , this course has almost become a laughing stock.
“You two remember to ask for leave for us!”
After greeting Fred and George, Lee Jordan left behind Albert. He had actually had enough of Lockhart's classes, and it was rare to skip classes openly. How could he miss this opportunity?
“Hey, wait for us!”
Fred and George, who were chatting with Wood, hurriedly trotted to catch up. They didn't want to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
It’s a pity that someone still has no self-awareness and performs stage plays for everyone every day in class. More and more students are questioning Lockhart’s teaching level, especially the fifth and seventh grade students who are about to be harmed by him.
At this moment, the room where the request was made was filled with smoke, as if someone had lit incense. Beside the fireplace in the warm nest, Lee Jordan was adding wood to the fireplace to make the flames burn brighter.
"What's this?"
Lee Jordan put his head in front of Albert's notes. He soon found that he could read every letter on the note, but couldn't read a single word when they were put together.
“The Curse Notes, do you want to read them?”
Albert smiled and handed the notebook in his hand to Lee Jordan.
"Forget it, this thing makes my head hurt." He retracted his head and asked casually, "What language is this?"
“French.”
“You must be showing off,” muttered Lee Jordan.
This notebook was placed in the metal box. If Nico only sent two magic glasses, there would naturally be no need to use such strict protection methods.
There are ten notebooks that Nico sent to Albert, all of which are research on curses. Many of them contain Nico’s unique insights into curses.
only…
Although Nico Flamel is indeed a very powerful wizard, he does not seem to be a good teacher.
The content in these notes is very messy. Although there are many very powerful things recorded in them, they were all shoved into Albert's head, which also gave him a headache. He needed to spend a lot of time sorting out and studying them.
In his words: See for yourself, and ask me if you don’t understand.
Albert doubted that even Professor Flitwick would be able to study these notes thoroughly within a few years.
But he is a man with the blessing of panel skills. He can sort out the contents of the notes much faster than most genius wizards, but his communication with Nico is a bit frequent.
Lately, even Isobel can’t keep up with the progress.
“How is your research going?”
Fred and George are studying the drawings of the printing press, which will be needed to print wizard cards and even various styles of cartons in the future.
After all, there are only a few people in the magic world, and the sales volume of the products is very limited. Ordering boxes in large quantities may not be realistic.
“Perhaps, you can ask dad for help, he should be very good at tinkering with this kind of thing.”
In the end, both Fred and George gave up. They found that completely transforming the printing press was not a big project they could complete.
“We can try outsourcing things to other people.” Lee Jordan suggested after hesitation: “Don’t the things we buy also have boxes? They must know where to find someone to get the boxes.”
“These things can indeed be solved by Muggles, but...”
Albert closed the note, raised his hand and shook the wizard card in his hand and reminded: "If you want to make exquisite wizard cards, you will inevitably need to use magic. Muggles cannot help us solve this problem."
Furthermore, the "Secrecy Law" is also a big trouble. Wizards and Muggles cannot have too close interactions. Cooperation with Muggles is basically impossible, and Muggle merchants will not accept such an order that purely loses money.
The rain outside is still falling, and four people with smoking heads are sitting by the fireplace chatting. Their desire to open a store still has a long way to go.
(End of this chapter)