Saying anything about saving the salamander is just a casual excuse. Fred, George and Lee Jordan didn't have a good idea from the start.

As for how to take the salamander away?

In the last semester, the three of them had already thought about it seriously.

It's a pity that Professor Kettleber didn't let them come into contact with salamanders again after that lesson on protecting magical creatures, and he never found the opportunity to implement it.

The original ideas have been kept until today before they have a chance to be implemented.

Naturally, the three of them would not let go of this opportunity, even without Albert's help, they could still "save" the salamander.

Fred struggled with this, using a Transfiguration Charm to turn a twig into a glass bottle, into which George unleashed a blue portable magic flame that he had learned from Albert, and Lee Jordan stuffed the salamander he had grabbed from the campfire into a container prepared by the twins.

For the salamander, which is born and feeds on flames, it can continue to live as long as the magical flame in the glass bottle is not extinguished.

To some extent, it's actually a rescue, because as long as the salamanders are collected, they will basically die tragically at the hands of the students.

There is no way, the vast majority of students have not mastered the formal blood collection skills at all, and they cannot save the life of the salamander after blood collection.

However, for salamanders that only have a six-hour lifespan after leaving the flames, death is not terrible, that is, the difference between dying early and dying a few hours later.

Professor Kettleber didn't care about Fred's small actions in class, probably thinking that the three of them were going to catch a salamander and raise it back, and reminded him very kindly, "The magic flame is only suitable for transferring salamanders, and cannot provide food for salamanders for a long time, if you want to use magic flames to raise salamanders, it will only cause the salamanders to die of malnutrition in the end." ”

"We got it. ”

All three of them were a little embarrassed, but nodded seriously to indicate that they knew.

"It's time to focus on learning how to properly collect blood from salamanders, because there aren't many opportunities like that. Professor Kettleber sat down in his chair and looked around at the crowd and said, "I've seen too many people take blood, and they just kill the salamanders." This is actually a shameful waste, if the salamander can still survive after blood collection, as long as it is raised in the campfire for a while, it can still continue to collect blood. After all, it's not surprising that firewood burns in a fireplace for a long time in winter. ”

Keeping a few salamanders in the fireplace is a rare thing for a professor who protects magical beasts, and Hagrid has done the same, and Professor Kettleber's fireplace has a pet that is a few times larger than the salamanders here, and it is said that he has been raising them since he came to teach at Hogwarts.

Before the end of the class, Professor Kettleber also specially brought it out to open everyone's eyes, the size is really big, and he can spit out sparks in his mouth.

"By the way, the prize goes to Mr. Anderson. Professor Kettleber held up Albert's reddish-fluorescent glass test tube and happily announced the results, "With the exception of the first few killed, most of the salamanders that Mr. Anderson collected his blood are still alive. ”

The professor of the protection of magical creatures continued: "The collected blood is best stored in a magic flame to best maintain the effect of salamander blood, if it is stored directly in a bottle, the healing and healing function of salamander blood will gradually weaken, so most of the salamander blood needs to be stored in a special way, or used immediately after retrieving." ”

"I remember a vial like...... Ten West Ke?" Fred looked at the test tube in his hand, muttering something unclear.

"Don't be stupid, in Albert's words, if it's really that good, it's your turn?" Lee Jordan labeled the test tube and handed it to Professor Kettleber.

"Is this really made of silver, and isn't it valuable?" George fiddled with the statue of the bird and snake in his hand and asked Albert sideways.

"Don't be stupid, even silver isn't worth much. Albert looked at George speechlessly, this thing was more about its commemorative value.

After class, everyone put out the campfire and hurried back to the lounge in the rain.

Then, I couldn't wait to take a hot shower for myself, carefully clean up the dirt on my body, change into clean clothes, and run to the fireplace in the lounge to warm up and chat.

When Fred and George arrive in the break room with glass bottles to try their hand at feeding the salamanders with fireworks, Wood pops up without warning and pulls them away for training.

"Wait, I remember we didn't have Quidditch training today. Fred shouted with struggle.

"Oh, not really. Wood laughed and said, "However, the Hufflepuff side gave up training today and gave us the Quidditch pitch. ”

"It's pathetic!" Albert sighed softly as he looked out the window.

Obviously, he just came back from outside, and he was pulled out in the rain again, so it is not surprising that he will get sick and catch a cold.

The rain was getting heavier again, and the raindrops crackled down on the windows of the castle.

Albert took a sip of milk tea from his teacup, and after sending a message to Isobel with a correspondence bookmark, he took out a book and began to read, the broken task of "Reading Maniac", he spent three years not completing it, and now the task progress is stuck at 76, which is very close to 100. ”

"Otherwise, let's try it. Lee Jordan felt a little itchy in his hands and wanted to feed the salamander fireworks to see what would happen.

"Forget it. Albert said casually, "I'll wait for Fred and George to come back and try again, they've been looking forward to it for a long time." ”

"Oh, well!"

After Angelina and the others went to the Quidditch pitch to train, Lee Jordan couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he took his homework, sat next to Albert and silently began to do it.

At this moment, Percy took a notice and posted it on the old Gryffindor bulletin board, which was the first Hogsmeade weekend of the semester, at the end of October.

For the Alberts, who often ran to Hogsmeade, it didn't appeal much to them anymore.

However, it's nice to be able to visit Hogsmeade, at least not by sneaking to Hogsmeade.

The third-year students were happiest at all, and this was their first time in Hogsmeade, where many people got together and whispered about the interesting things about Hogsmeade.

They talk about joke kits in Saeki's joke shop, and how to bring joke kits into school without Filch noticing.

This Mr. Administrator has almost become the number one villain in the school, and I heard that he has caught a cold recently, and his temper is particularly bad, and he always likes to make trouble with the students.

It seems that several people are planning to find something to do for Filch, so that the other party will not have time to trouble everyone.

Albert paused to turn the pages of the book, listened intently to their clever plan, and was suddenly speechless.

The group was going to "accidentally" smear frogs' brains on the ceiling of the fifth basement classroom, forcing Filch to spend a lot of time cleaning it up.

"I think it's more fun to throw a few rotten eggs at Filch's office than that. Lee Jordan muttered.

In fact, many students like to take the former to get Filch in trouble. It's just that once he is caught red-handed by Filch, he will be ordered to clean up.