Chapter 93 Looking for the Crown
The rainy days lasted for several days, and the sky finally cleared up. The temperature around the castle began to drop sharply, and the Scottish winter came without warning.
In the dormitory, Fred, carrying a small kettle and humming a tune, was standing by the window, watering the sprouting garlic seedlings in the flower pot.
After everyone's careful care, the garlic finally successfully grew buds in the flower pot, and now it has grown to the height of the thumb.
"I really don't understand, back then..." George was putting on a hand-knitted sweater, and couldn't help but muttered and complained, "Back then, why didn't we think of planting garlic in a flower pot? "
"Don't water and fertilize the garlic seedlings in the flower pot all day long, or you may kill the garlic seedlings in the pot." Albert was buttoning his robe, and he did not forget to warn, "Today is a rare good weather, don't Forget to take the pot outside and let it bask in the sun for a while, as the plant won’t survive for long without it.”
The weather is getting colder and colder now. It has been raining on and off throughout October. The weather is very bad and sunny weather is rare.
The pot of garlic in the dormitory has almost no chance to be exposed to the sun. From the time it sprouted until now, the number of times it has been taken out to bask in the sun can be counted on the palm of a hand.
“What the **** are you doing.”
As several people passed by the front hall, they were stopped by Filch.
"There is no rule in Hogwarts that you can't keep potted plants, right?" Fred pointed to the flowerpot in his hand and said, "I guess this shouldn't violate the school rules, right?"
"This is grass, do you think I'm blind?" Filch pointed to the garlic seedlings in the flower pot.
“Ahem, garlic was a weed not long before people discovered it could be eaten.” Albert raised his eyebrows and reminded: “Besides, this is not a dangerous plant.”
"Hmph, you better not let me find out what you are doing behind your back." Filch glared at the four of them, turned around and walked away with his cat in his arms.
“That guy is really annoying.” George made a rude gesture towards Filch’s retreating back.
"You can wait until the garlic is planted and give him a few. Cats always hate the pungent smell of garlic." The expression on Albert's face became very strange, as if he had thought of some bad idea.
During the meal, the upperclassmen around them kept discussing Hogsmeade. Charlie also rarely stopped the devil's training on the weekend and gave the regular Quidditch players a holiday.
Percy was sitting not far away from them, chattering endlessly to the others about interesting things about Hogsmeade.
No one knew that Albert and his party had already sneaked to Hogsmeade through the secret passage to play.
At nine o'clock in the morning, students planning to go to Hogsmeade began to gather in the foyer.
Filch stood in the middle of the gate, holding a long list and checking the names of the students going to Hogsmeade one by one. His wrinkled old face pressed **** the list. After reading each name, he would look at it with suspicion. Keep your eyes on the other person's face, and be wary of any junior students taking the opportunity to sneak out.
The four of them returned to the common room. The place was mostly empty, with only first and second grade students left. They were very happy that no one was competing with them for a comfortable spot.
Of course, there are also a few older students who have obviously been to Hogsmeade many times and no longer have a fresh feeling about it.
“Continue doing your homework?” George asked, “I’m still an inch away from my transfiguration paper.”
"I'm done." Albert reached out and patted George on the shoulder. "You guys keep up yourselves. I'm going to go for a walk and take some photos."
As he spoke, he raised the camera in his hand and asked, "Does anyone want to go with you?"
“I’d better forget it!” Fred was a little depressed. He couldn’t believe how Albert could complete the endless pile of homework assigned by the professors.
Furthermore, few people have yet to master the floating spell in Charms, and they need to spend time practicing the spells.
“Forget it, I’ll go by myself.” The answers from the roommates were exactly what Albert expected.
“Lend us your homework to copy...for reference!” Lee Jordan said before Albert turned around and left.
"Don't think about it, do you think Professor McGonagall can't tell? Be careful she locks you up." Albert waved to a few people, turned around and disappeared at the entrance of the lounge.
Today, Hogwarts Castle is basically empty. Most of the senior students go to Hogsmeade to play, while the freshmen are enjoying the exclusive lounge.
For Albert, this is a good opportunity. He came to the tapestry on the eighth floor of the castle where the troll beat Barnabas silly. He raised his camera and took a photo of the tapestry. After looking around for no one around, he closed his eyes and started pacing back and forth in front of the wall opposite the tapestry. :
I need a place for me to hide my things...I need a place for me to hide my things...I need a place for me to hide my things...
After Albert walked past that empty wall for the third time, the lines of the door began to appear on that empty wall, and the door of the Room of Requirement was opened to Albert again.
After confirming that no one was around, he opened the door and walked in.
On the other side of the door is a spacious place like an auditorium. The windows above the room cast sunlight on the hills piled up with discarded furniture. It is not difficult to see that these hills are made by Hogwarts students or professors from all generations. Made up of used items.
"Successful." Albert raised his hand and made a yes gesture. Even though he knew he could find this place, he still couldn't help but feel a little excited when he actually entered the place where the items were stored in the Room of Requirement.
There is no way, who told Voldemort's Horcrux to be hidden somewhere here.
Finding the crown of Ravenclaw, this is the reason why Albert entered here.
The protagonist of every Harry Potter fan novel will try to enter the Room of Requirement to find Voldemort's Horcruxes, and regard the great task of destroying the Dark Lord as his own mission.
Well, the fan protagonists written by Albert in his previous life are not immune to this.
However, Albert had no intention of endowing himself with such noble sentiments. Fighting with the "noseless monster" who had a questionable IQ was obviously not something a sane person would do.
Moreover, defeating the Dark Lord is the job of the savior Potter.
It is not kind to steal the spotlight from the protagonist.
Moreover, Porter, the savior, was born with the protagonist's aura to protect his body. Dangerous things naturally require him to be at the forefront. Even in life and death crises, he can resist through the protagonist's aura. He is not called "The Boy Who Lived" for nothing.
However, after all, Voldemort is a problem that needs to be dealt with.
In Albert's eyes, this final boss is just a trouble. He doesn't mind helping push the flames from behind, making the guy nicknamed the "Noseless Monster" die faster.
The premise is that the death of the big boss in the Harry Potter novels can bring him enough benefits.
In fact, Albert has never doubted this.
After all, it is a big boss after all, and he can extract enough benefits from the opponent through the panel no matter what.
The results of this book are as expected and pretty good. Thank you for your support.
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(End of this chapter)