Chapter 560 Can’t afford it
Hagrid's desire to become Professor of Care of Magical Creatures did not depress Fred, George and Lee Jordan for long. As for the wound on the back of Fred's hand that was bitten by the monster book, it has completely recovered under Madam Pomfrey's treatment.
The end of October has quietly arrived, and students in the third year and above of Hogwarts are all talking about going to Hogsmeade.
Fred and George want to go to Zuko's joke shop to replenish stink bombs, and see if they can learn some experience in opening a store from Zuko's store manager.
However, will store manager Joko be willing to share his store opening experience with the twins? Albert doubted this, but not everyone was as generous as he was.
On the morning of Halloween Eve, Albert woke up with everyone, got up and went downstairs to have breakfast. When he was in the corridor on the first floor, he smelled the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin floating in the air.
“Today is another beautiful day.” George happily stuffed the pumpkin pie into his mouth and chewed it.
"You can go to Hogsmeade and have a good time." After Fred swallowed the grilled sausage, he took another sip of pumpkin juice. "You can also come back in the evening to attend the Halloween dinner and have a sumptuous meal. "
"You can also go to the 500th anniversary party of Nearly Headless Nico." Albert raised his head from behind the newspaper and glanced at Hermione, who was not far away and was reminding Harry to abide by the agreement in a domineering manner.
“What’s the death anniversary party?” Lee Jordan asked confused.
Albert looked away, continued to read the headlines in the Daily Prophet, and casually explained: "It's a gathering of ghosts."
“A gathering of ghosts?” George looked at Albert suspiciously, “How did you know?”
"Harry Potter mentioned it just now, but you didn't pay attention." Albert motioned for the three of them to look sideways. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting two tables away from them. There were a few people over there. Everyone also turned their heads and looked this way.
“Sounds interesting.” Fred was interested.
"Don't be stupid, ghost food is not in line with human appetite." Albert looked at Fred with an idiot's eyes and reminded him angrily, "If you can swallow the moldy and rotten food at the banquet, Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”
Harry's face turned ugly after hearing what Albert said. He regretted it now and didn't want to attend the death anniversary party at all.
However, in the end, he succumbed to Hermione's gaze. After listening to Albert's words, Ron originally didn't want to attend any death anniversary party. However, Hermione glared at him fiercely, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck with guilt. Who let him? They had agreed to accompany Harry to Nick's death anniversary party?
“By the way, are you not going to go to Hogsmeade with us again?” Lee Jordan asked tentatively, looking at Albert who was reading the newspaper seriously.
“Well, I have an appointment with someone else.” Albert said without raising his head.
“Just say go on a date.” Fred rolled his eyes at Albert. This guy had not gone to Hogsmeade with them since he had a girlfriend.
"What are you reading? Is there any big news in the newspaper?" Lee Jordan asked curiously when he found that Albert had been reading the newspaper.
"Well, the Wolfsbane potion has been completed. Mr. Damocles made the formula public and received the third-level Merlin Order." Albert simply introduced.
“Wolfsbane potion, what is that?” the three asked in confusion.
However, they also know that they can get the Order of Merlin with just one potion, and Wolfsbane Potion is undoubtedly a great invention.
Albert had already read the formula and preparation process in the newspaper, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with a slightly weird expression.
In fact, Damocles invented the wolfsbane potion very early, but the preparation of this potion was very difficult, and the raw materials were very expensive, so it was simply not something that werewolves could afford.
Later, Hertok Dagworth also invited Albert to participate in the improvement of the werewolf potion. Not only them, but also many famous potion masters participated. Although the difficulty of preparing the potion and the price of the raw materials were Both have been reduced a lot, but for poor werewolves, there is actually no difference between one hundred Galleons and eighty Galleons, and they can't afford it anyway.
Of course, wolfsbane potion is not that expensive, but the price is not something a werewolf can afford.
Albert couldn’t help but shake his head after reading this.
“What’s wrong?” Fred noticed Albert shaking his head.
“The price of wolfsbane potion is too expensive.”
“The price is too expensive?”
"As we all know, werewolves have always been discriminated against by wizards. It is difficult to find a job in the magical world. They are basically a group of poor people who cannot afford this thing." Albert said angrily, "You must take wolf in advance before the full moon. Poison potion requires at least dozens of Galleons to be consumed every month, not counting the waste caused by failure to concoct the potion. What's even worse is that there are only a few wizards who have the ability to concoct Wolfsbane potion."
The three of them already understood what Albert meant. Wolfsbane potion is indeed a great invention, but werewolves cannot afford it!
"By the way, if you have time, come with us to Zuko's Joke Shop. Maybe you can pry out some useful information from Zuko." Fred changed the subject. They were interested in Wolfsbane Potion. Didn't pay special attention to it.
"You can talk about the wizard cards." Albert casually made an excuse for the three of them, "Just tell Zuko that you want to open a shop selling wizard cards in the future. Remember not to talk too much about the wizard cards to Zuko. thing, so as not to be deceived into telling the truth without even a few words of conversation."
“We know what to do.” After Fred and George looked at each other, they took out their notebooks and took notes so as not to forget them later.
"Well...see you at the dinner." After finishing the meal, Albert accompanied the three of them to the front hall and sent them off under Filch's watchful eye. Then he slowly took out his pocket watch from his pocket and checked the time, then returned to the auditorium hall, reading the newspaper and continuing to wait for the appointed time.
“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”
Not long after, Albert heard Isobel's voice coming from his side.
“No, let’s go.”
Albert stood up and left the hall under the gazes of the girls. Before leaving, he glanced at Mrs. Norris at Filch's feet who was checking the list in the foyer.
"What's wrong?"
Halfway to the school gate, Isobel asked. She obviously noticed Albert's little movement just now.
"The predictions I made before have never been fulfilled." Albert said softly, "However, I have a hunch that something may happen at the banquet today."
“Why do you have such an idea?” Isobel felt a little surprised.
“An intuition.”
Albert reached out and took the girl's soft palm, tilted his head and said with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, where shall we go later, or to Mrs. Puddifu's Tea House?"
(End of this chapter)