The creation of the map was far easier than Albert had imagined, and it took him only a little time to make the prototype of the map.

However, due to lack of proficiency, he was not able to expand the scope of the Living Point map to the entire Hogwarts Castle, and he could not lock on to Ginny Weasley alone for the time being.

The only thing Albert was pleased was that after the Living Point Map was created, a skill called Monitoring Map appeared on the skill panel.

All that's left is to optimize and improve the map you want.

"I don't know if I can mark the basilisk on the map. Albert muttered as he looked at the map of the living spots in his hand.

Tucking the map into his jacket pocket, he left the Room of Requirement, since Isobel lost the time turner, the time they were tired of being together had shrunk dramatically, and even the date had to be booked in advance.

Although Albert was able to use his time turner to send himself and Isobel back an hour ago, there were still many inconveniences.

After breakfast in the hall, Albert headed straight to Hagrid's hunting lodge.

Well, you say roommates?

Early in the morning, Fred and George were excited by Woodra to train at the Quidditch pitch.

Lee Jordan hasn't woken up yet.

This guy had a really good time playing the game of unboxing and opening envelopes last night.

If you think about it carefully, Fred and George, who are also having fun, are actually quite pitiful, and they need to run the course to train in the first week of school.

Perhaps it's September, and the weather around Hogwarts isn't as hot as it used to be, and winter is approaching.

Albert walked down the gravel path to the hunting lodge and reached out and knocked on the wooden door, which soon sounded from the room.

"Who!"

Hagrid, who was wearing an apron and carrying a rooster in his hand, opened the door and saw that it was Albert, so he couldn't help but joke, "Come in, our world champion." ”

"Here's for you!" Albert handed Hagrid a box.

"What is this?" Hagrid asked in confusion as he wiped his hand vigorously on his apron and took the box Albert had handed him.

"Creamy gummies. ”

After Albert handed the box to Hagrid, he crouched down and rubbed the dog's head with his teeth, and took out a bag of dried fish from his pocket and fed it to the hound.

"Actually, you don't have to buy this kind of thing for me. Hagrid sighed and admonished, "Don't waste Galleons in the future." ”

"No, I didn't buy these things. Albert said casually, "Last time in the newspaper incident, a lot of people sent me a bunch of packages, and last night I opened all those packages and found a bunch of snacks, so I sent some to you." ”

Albert generally doesn't eat the things sent by strangers, and the snacks he gets from unpacking are all given away by him.

Hagrid looked at the fudge in his hand, then at Albert, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Do you want to eat?"

Hagrid put the down, went outside to fetch a bucket of water to wash his hands, unwrapped the package, and poured the fudge into the bowl.

Albert didn't know what to say, wouldn't it be good to eat it in a box?

When he saw Hagrid's sausage-thick fingers pick up the gummies, he realized that Hagrid was probably doing this for convenience.

"Don't you really want to eat it?" said Hagrid, who began to make tea for Albert.

"I just had breakfast. Albert shook his head and said, "By the way, I want to get some news from you." ”

"What's the news?"

"Lockhart, why did Dumbledore choose Lockhart to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?" Albert looked at the teeth waiting quietly to feed, and fed the rest of the dried fish, "I've taken two classes with Lockhart, and to be honest, it's really miserable. ”

"It's hard to find a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor right now. Hagrid threw a few more fudges into his mouth, waited for the water in the kettle to boil, poured Albert a cup of amber tea and continued, "People don't want to do it, they don't think it's a bad job, you know what I mean." ”

"Oh, do you have an impression of Lockhart?" asked Albert again, "I don't think most of the professors in the school like Lockhart very much. ”

"Lockhart?" Hagrid took a long sip of tea and recalled, "To be honest, no one thought that Lockhart would become a well-known writer. ”

"What kind of man is he?"

"People who are extremely narcissistic and have a strong sense of vanity. Hagrid seemed to nod heavily in order to accentuate his tone and said, "That's why I don't like everyone, and when I used to go to school at Hogwarts, I caused a lot of trouble for everyone." ”

"Trouble?"

"For example, before a Quidditch match, you would engrave your name on the Quidditch pitch, and each letter would be so large that it would take up almost the entire pitch. Hagrid recalled: "At that time, I was the one who cleaned up the mess for him overnight, so I was very impressed. ”

"Much like what Lockhart would do. Albert laughed and said, "Anything else?"

"Well, Lockhart used to secretly project his portrait into the sky at night, like a black mark...... Hagrid's words paused, as if recalling some unpleasant past.

"Dark mark?"

"Well, you know the Dark Mark of the Dark Magic. Hagrid couldn't help but smile bitterly, "At that time, Lockhart startled everyone, thinking about the scene where his portrait suddenly appeared in mid-air, which caused a lot of sensation. ”

It seems that he is indeed very narcissistic and likes to recommend himself to others. Albert suddenly asked, "Has Lockhart ever come to you?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"I think he'll be coming to talk to you soon!" Albert said, "anything else about Lockhart?"

Another time, he sent himself a bunch of Valentine's Day cards. Hagrid didn't understand the meaning of Albert's words, "I wasn't there at the time, and I heard from the professors later that a large number of owls had poured into the auditorium and sent Lockhart a bunch of greeting cards, and the scene was terrible. ”

"By the way, how is Lockhart's academic performance, I mean his personal ability. Albert briefly told Hagrid about the story in Lockhart's book.

"I don't know, maybe Lockhart does have some talent, but definitely not a hard-working student, otherwise he wouldn't be so annoying to the professors. Hagrid didn't believe Lockhart could do what Albert had just done, "I remember everyone breathing a sigh of relief when he graduated from school. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock at the door, and when Hagrid walked over to open the door, he was stunned when he saw someone outside.

"That's what you said!" Hagrid muttered, and when he looked back, he saw that Albert, who had been sitting there, had disappeared.