Chapter 75 Sources of Confidence
As the night went on, the number of people in the Gryffindor common room gradually dwindled, and most of the remaining students were busy doing homework.
"Finally finished writing." Li Qiaodan stood up from the sofa, stretched out lazily, and put away the parchment with a summary of Gamp's basic deformation laws. After the last experience, the three of them no longer asked Albert to borrow homework for comparison, so as not to worry about it.
“How are you doing with your transfiguration training?”
"No, we can only do this at the moment." Fred sighed softly and showed his practice success to the other party. The needle was a bit...well, very thick. It just changed the shape of a match into a The shape of a needle.
If you can't turn a match into a thin needle, Professor McGonagall will definitely not be able to pass the level.
"Come on, it's already good. If you can learn the transformation easily, what does other people's efforts mean?" Albert said angrily. He was reading a book, and only the last few pages of "Selected Spells of the Nineteenth Century" were left. .
“You should take a look at it to make an evaluation!” Fred said angrily, holding the “needle” in front of Albert and shaking it.
“By the way, you haven’t finished reading the book yet!”
“There are only a few pages left.” Albert raised his head and glanced at the results of Fred’s practice all night. The “needle” was really not that thick.
"How to solve this situation." Fred handed the "needle" to Albert.
“If you practice for a few more days, you will definitely succeed.” Albert said without hesitation.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" George couldn't help rolling his eyes. His needle was a little thinner than Fred's, at least it could barely be regarded as a needle instead of a small pointed iron rod.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the thing Fred conjured out of matches was a nail.
"I have also encountered your situation." Albert picked up the wand and conjured a pin. "You need to conjure the pin first, and then think about how to make more detailed changes appear on the needle."
“What are you giving us this for?” George asked in confusion after taking the pin.
"Of course it's for reference. You need to conjure a needle, but it doesn't need to be the same, just an ordinary needle." Albert looked at the three of them and said, "Try again."
“A needle?” George muttered. He raised his wand and lit it on a match. After reciting the spell, a not-so-beautiful pin appeared in front of several people.
“Succeeded?” Fred picked up the pin and looked at it, feeling incredible.
“You have failed too many times and have low self-confidence.” Albert explained, “You should have some confidence in yourself and think that you will succeed.”
“Then why did you give me this needle?” George was even more puzzled.
“Distract your attention so that you don’t keep thinking about your failures, and I’ll give you a comparison.” Albert said casually.
“By the way, how are you doing with the Disguise Charm?” George asked abruptly.
"It should be almost next week." Albert opened the wrapping paper and put the chocolate candy into his mouth and asked, "Why are you asking this? Are you thinking..." His fingers made a slipping motion.
"Yeah, tonight, are you going?" Fred broke the news: "I heard Filch has a cold. This is a good opportunity."
"Don't get caught." Albert closed the book and glanced at the task list. Sure enough, the reading mania's progress had reached 1/100.
“You’re not going?” George asked.
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“Don’t look at me.” Li Qiaodan shrugged his shoulders, obviously not wanting to go.
"You guys...okay." The Weasley twins looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, "It seems that we are the only ones going on a night out."
“If you want to go out at night, choose Friday. After all, you don’t have to go to school the next day.” Albert reminded him kindly. If he didn’t have a rest at night, how would he go to school the next day.
If you doze off in class, does that mean you don’t want to hang out?
“That makes sense, it’s Friday.” Fred nodded.
“What are you going to do on Friday?” A cold voice sounded, and Fred felt a dark shadow in front of him. When he looked up, he found Percy standing in front of him.
“What are you going to do on Friday?” asked Percy sharply.
“Practice transfiguration!” George said without thinking.
"Don't think I didn't hear it." Percy glared at the twin brothers with dissatisfaction and said coldly: "Yeyou, you know how many points will be deducted if Yeyou is caught."
George winked at Percy innocently and said, "I heard that Gryffindor hasn't won the House Cup for several years."
"I've been watching you two, don't cause any trouble for me." Percy was so angry that he could naturally hear the implication of George's words.
Look, no one cares about scores, otherwise how could they not work hard to earn points and win the honor of the House Cup for Gryffindor?
Gryffindor students don’t care about honors?
No, of course I care.
However, in reality, no one takes earning points for the college seriously, so naturally they have no chance of participating in the College Cup.
After all, scores don’t just happen.
And the Quidditch game has failed many times, which naturally makes things worse.
“Percy is so annoying.”
“I think so too!”
"I'm telling you, next time you discuss important matters, find a place where no one is around to talk!" Albert shook his head and reminded: "If you talk here, everyone will hear that you want to go out at night. Already?"
"I seem to hear someone planning to go out for a night out?" Mark walked over, put his hand on Fred's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "This is a good habit. I have never gone out for a night out. How can I be so embarrassed to call myself a person?" Where are the Gryffindor students?"
Listening to Mark telling about his glorious deeds, Albert couldn't help but twitch the muscles at the corners of his mouth slightly, and couldn't help but add: "Caught by Filch?" "No, no."
"I heard that Filch knows most of the secret passages, and he also has a smart cat to help keep track." Albert told a cruel fact, "Unless you are more familiar with the secret passages of the castle than Filch, otherwise It's hard to escape him. Or did you put a spell on Filch?"
“Okay, the confusion spell is very effective.” Mark said casually.
"Don't listen to Mark's nonsense." Erin came over and took Mark away. Before leaving, she told them, "There is Quidditch training on Wednesday afternoon."
“I dare say that Mark must have gone out on a date at night and was caught by Filch.” Returning to the dormitory, Li Qiaodan talked about it again.
“You really don’t want to come with us?” Fred asked again.
"Even if we have to go on a night tour, it's not now." Lee Jordan said angrily. They had been to Hogwarts for too short a time, and their understanding of the castle was limited. They really didn't understand Fred and George's deeds. .
(End of this chapter)