During the Easter holidays, some Hogwarts students choose to go back to celebrate the holidays with their families.

Albert didn't come home.

After all, the end of the semester is approaching, and the summer vacation is approaching.

Moreover, not many students go home for the Easter holidays, which is related to the heavy holiday homework that professors give students before the holidays.

Whether you go home or not, you have to do a bunch of vacation homework, and ...... When you get home, you can't borrow books from the school library.

Although the vast majority of vacation homework is probably just prepared by professors so that students can prepare well for the exam.

Daisy was disappointed that Albert didn't come home during the holidays, but still sent him some Easter eggs.

On Easter Day, Sheila brought Albert an Easter egg, and the package included a photo.

Albert picked up the picture and grinned.

Tom is squatting in a basket of Easter eggs in the photo.

I don't know why, Albert always found this scene very joyful.

Anyway, Tom seems to be getting fat again.

Is it a delusion?

Neglected, Sheila yelled at Albert in dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry. Albert immediately took the owl nuts out of the pocket of his robe and fed them to Sheila, while he unpacked the Easter eggs, broke open the chocolate shell, and pinched a piece in his mouth.

As in the past, Daisy buys Easter eggs at a familiar candy store, which are made of chocolate and contain the chocolate-flavored toffee that Albert likes to eat.

"Would you like a toffee?" Albert handed his roommate half an easter egg containing toffee.

"You can taste my Easter eggs too. "Lee Jordan has used his fingernails to pry open an Easter egg the size of an ostrich egg and stuff it with creamy fudge.

"It's going to be a creamy fudge. Albert pinched a piece of milk gummy and threw it in his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Otherwise, what do you think it would be?" Jordan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Albert.

"Bibi Duo Bean!" the twins said in unison.

"Hell, who's going to put Selbibi Beans in an Easter egg?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain, "Do you want to eat gummies?"

"Absolutely. Fred ate a creamy fudge, pinched a chocolate toffee and threw it in his mouth, muttering, "George, do you think Mommy will remember to send us Easter eggs?"

Perhaps, she forgot. "It's too busy, after all." ”

"Mom never forgot your Easter eggs. Percy walked in this direction, handed the Easter eggs to Fred and George, then turned to Albert and said, "Professor Broad asked me to remind you to go to him at six o'clock in the evening, don't mistake the time." ”

"Six o'clock in the evening?" repeated Lee Jordan confusedly.

"It's an invitation. Albert casually explained, "Professor Broad invited me to ...... Actually, I don't know what the professor invited me to do, I think it might be afternoon tea. ”

"Have you ever seen anyone who would have afternoon tea at six o'clock in the evening?" George couldn't help but roll his eyes, "and give me a limit to casual nonsense." ”

"Anyway, you didn't tell us about it. Fred's eyes widened and he looked at Albert in disbelief, "I bet it must be a party or a party." ”

"I was often invited to the office by Professor Broad for tea, and at most for refreshments. ”

"Why do you always feel weird to hear you say that? Lee Jordan muttered.

"When I get back, I'll tell you whether it's a banquet or a tea party. Albert didn't dwell on that either.

He certainly knew what he was invited to attend.

The so-called academic gatherings.

"By the way, this is a Bludger, right?" Lee Jordan pointed to the easter egg on Fred's hand that looked like a Bludger.

"Won't you open it and see what's inside?" Albert reminded.

"Charlie must have told the family that we were going to be batsmen. George opened the outer layer of the egg, revealing a strong milky smell inside.

The duo's Bludger eggs are filled with milk-flavored toffee, apparently homemade by Mrs. Weasley.

"Would you like to taste it?" Fred said as he tossed one into his mouth, chewing on the toffee slowly, and muttered inarticulately, "It tastes good." ”

Albert and Lee Jordan both took one from the pile of toffee and threw it in their mouths, chewing on it with a strong milky aroma.

It tastes good, but you can't eat too much toffee.

"Look ......over there," exclaimed George, "what's wrong with Sanna?"

Albert looked up and saw Shanna, who was being struck on the head by a textbook, a school bag, and an inkwell, and took his wand and waved it to undo Mrs. Pince's spell.

"Are you alright?" Albert had already guessed what was going on.

"Just ...... in the library," Shanna said breathlessly, "I forgot, I can't eat in the library." ”

Sure enough, Mrs. Pince was kicked out.

"Thank you, Albert. After a moment, Shanna finally regained her strength, "It's really choking, do you want some gummies?"

Shanna's Easter eggs contain a variety of flavors of gummies, and she was kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince just after eating gummies.

The eggs are large and have obvious commercial labels on them, and they were purchased from a candy store like Albert.

Albert ate a piece of gummies, which was strawberry filling.

"As long as you don't get seen by Mrs. Pince, it's fine. Albert winked at Shanna, "I often steal hard candy in the library. ”

"That's a good idea. Shanna chuckled.

"Oops, don't peck. Albert felt pain in his elbow and immediately withdrew his hand.

"What's wrong with your owl?" said Shanna, looking at Sheila suspiciously.

"It's urging me to write back. Albert grunted, and he took a quill from his bag and began to write letters to the family, not forgetting to tell Nia not to feed Tom too fat.

Looking at the owl flying away, Albert focused his attention on revision again.

Lately, I've been concentrating on ancient magic texts, and I've always felt a little lax about other subjects, and I haven't replied to Mr. Fosco's letters.

"What do you want?" Shanna asked, raising an eyebrow, a little upset that Albert had lost his mind when talking to herself.

"Nothing, I was thinking about how much homework I still hadn't done. Albert said casually.

"You're the least qualified to say that. Fred said wistfully.

"Let's go first, we'll have something to do later. George pulled Fred away.

"Lately, Fred and George have been mysterious, and they don't know what they're up to. Albert withdrew his gaze and continued to discuss homework with Shanna.

Professors have mentioned that the topics are very important, and the exam must be examined, and Lee Jordan has always been interested, which can make it much easier for him to review.

......

"It's almost time, I'll go first. ”

Albert took out his pocket watch, glanced at the hands on it, and got up to say to a few people around him.

"Where is he going?" Shanna asked, looking at Albert's back in the distance, puzzled, "It's going to be dinner later." ”

Professor Broad sent him an invitation. Lee Jordan sorted through his class notes and casually explained, "Invite Albert to dinner." ”

"Professor Broad?"

"Don't you know?" said Lee Jordan in a low voice, "Albert is Professor Broad's most proud student, and there is no one. ”

"I thought it was Professor McGonagall. Shanna said in surprise.

"Some time ago, Albert would go to Professor Broad's office every week...... "Lee Jordan began to break some of Albert's trivia to Shanna.

"Anyone saw Fred and George. Angelina sat in Albert's vacated spot and interrupted the conversation.

"You said Fred and George ......"

Albert didn't know what Lee Jordan had said to the others, and after returning to the dormitory and putting down his school bag, Albert sorted out his appearance in the mirror a little and went to Professor Broad's office alone.

Professor Broad seemed to be waiting for him, and the wooden door to his office quickly opened as Albert knocked on the door.

"You're always so punctual. With a faint smile on his face, Professor Broad said to Albert, "Okay, we should go, don't let the others wait too long." ”

"Where are we going?" Albert asked.

"McDoug's home. Professor Broad reached out and picked up a small box from the fireplace, handed it to Albert, and made a gesture of invitation to him.

"What is this?" Albert immediately guessed what it was, as he looked at the shiny powder in the small box.

"Floo powder. Oh, I almost forgot, you haven't used Floo Powder, have you!" Professor Broad suddenly remembered this, and he explained, "The use of Floo Powder is very simple, first you have to go to the stove, then throw the powder into the flame, wait for the flame to rise, and then go into the flame. At this point, you have to be clear about where you want to go. The place we went to was called the Lake House. ”

Albert picked up a pinch of shiny powder from the small box, walked over to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With a snort, the fire turned green, rising higher than Albert's.

Albert hesitated, but stepped into the fire and shouted "Lake Hut".

In the blink of an eye, Albert was engulfed in flames and vanished.

Floo's trip was equally unpleasant, and Albert felt his body spin rapidly, squinting his eyes to a series of furnace doors vaguely flashing in front of him, and a faint glimpse of the room outside the fireplace.

Albert was dizzy by the swirling green flames, and the whistling wind sounded in his ears, and he felt like he was moving at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, the spin stopped, the whistling died down, and Albert felt himself fall to the cold ground.

"It's choking. ”

Albert stumbled to the floor, as if someone had lifted him up from the ground.

"Welcome, Mr. Anderson. ”

A sharp voice sounded in Albert's ears, and Albert, who had just gotten up to dust off the ashes from his cloak, was stunned and looked in the direction from which the voice came, it was a house-elf.

A few seconds later, Professor Broad also crawled out of the fire and stood on the carpet in the hall to dust off his robes.

"Two gentlemen, please come here, the dinner is ready. The house-elf said sharply.

"Dinner?" Albert looked suspiciously at Professor Broad.

"A dinner party, of course. Let's go, don't keep everyone waiting too long. ”

The house is huge, not small at all, and it's a bit ridiculous to describe it as a cottage in the lake.

Led by the house-elves, they left the hall and walked through the hallways and stairs to a carpeted and transparent-walled sunroom.

The dinner took place in a spacious room, and there were already three people in the room, all of whom looked a little older except for McDowell.

Among them, the older one may be more than 100 years old, and the other is at least eighty, and they are all looking at Albert with curious eyes.

No malice, just curiosity and friendliness.

"Albert Anderson, the genius I introduced you to, is good at ancient magic. McDoug pointed at Albert and introduced to the other two, "Of course, there is Transfiguration, I just read Albert's article on Transfiguration Today a while ago, and Professor Broad said that Albert is also very good at Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms. ”

"I'm Albert, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Albert looked a little reserved, and nodded slightly at the group.

"Tiberus Ogden, an expert in spells and magical texts. McDoug pointed to the older man and introduced Albert, "The Theory of Magic that you are using now actually has a credit to Tiberus. ”

The old man reached out and shook Albert gently.

"Gerber Smith. McDoug pointed to the eighty-year-old man and said, "He is good at transfiguration, divination, and ancient magic writing, and he is also an expert in alchemy. ”

After Albert shook hands with this Mr. Smith, he felt a little out of place.

But he couldn't tell where he was violating.

The dinner was very rich, but the food was relatively light, and the five of them chatted while eating, using ancient magic scripts.

As McDoug said, everyone is an expert in ancient magic texts, and they belong to a very powerful kind, and when McDoug wrote that ancient magic text, he also got their help.

Smith and Ogden were equally amazed at Albert's mastery of ancient scripts.

Sure enough, it's better to see than to hear.

Albert was well fed, and they sat in soft armchairs, talking about ancient scriptures.

To be honest, it's really weird for a young kid to mingle with a group of old people talking about academic theories.

But you have to admit that they are all a group of very capable people, and they are also very knowledgeable in magic scripts, and they are also very sneaky in using ancient magic scripts to speak.

If people who don't know come here, they think they've accidentally traveled back a thousand years.

This friendly conversation continued into the night.

Albert also expressed his interest in alchemy to Gerber Smith, and asked about how to use ancient scriptures.

Gerber looked at Albert's wooden bracelet and said with a smile: "There is actually nothing wrong with the protective bracelet you made, the reason for the failure is actually that you have not been able to inject power into the Runi script." ”

Albert was a little confused.

"Runi is a mysterious script, it contains mysterious magical powers, however, what you are doing now, just carving it, does not give Runi script power. Gerber Smith explained, "Concentrate and infuse your magical power into the runes you have carved, which is why the runes are called magical words." ”

When wizards cast spells using this magical text, the spells used become more powerful, and only those who are good at ancient magic will really be aware of this.

Perhaps, some wizards are vaguely aware of something, but they don't understand what is going on, but they are skilled in using ancient magic scripts, and they have unconsciously mastered how to use it.

So, wizards think that ancient magic is more powerful, even though that's true.

Unfortunately, the old man's energy was limited, and the conversation between the two sides ended here.

However, Gerber Smith and Tiberus Ogden indicated that they could establish friendly contact with Albert through letters in the future.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the banquet was declared over, and Albert returned to school through Floo Powder.

Albert, who had just gotten up from his chair, sensed that something was wrong.

He looked to the right from his side, McDoug was forty or fifty, Professor Broad was in his sixties, Gerber Smith was in his eighties, Tiberus Ogden was in his nineties or even a hundred years, and what about himself?

Twelve years old!

Less personal.

There is one less wizard in his twenties and thirties, and between himself and Mr. McDoug, perhaps there should be another genius in his twenties and thirties.

In this way, there is a pattern to follow.

"Did I think too much?" Albert muttered.

Before returning to school through the fireplace, Albert suddenly asked, "Professor Broad, is there one less person here today?" ”

"Why do you ask?" said Professor Broad after a pause, puzzled.

"It's nothing, I always feel that this banquet is missing a person. Albert muttered.

"There are no less. Professor Broder repeated suspiciously, "There are no fewer people, I said last time that the generation of ancient magic texts is a bit serious, so it is not that there are fewer people, but that there are no fewer people." ”

Albert always felt that there was something else in Professor Brod's words, and slowly returned to the Gryffindor common room, which was still very lively at this point in time, and had not gone to sleep.

Albert yawned and went straight back to the dormitory, and the other roommates had not yet returned.

He held the wooden bracelet in a daze, pondering what Gerber Smith had said.

It was close to half past eleven that Li Jordan returned to the dormitory, and he seemed to have a good time.

"What about Fred and George? They're not with you?" Albert frowned slightly as he looked at Lee Jordan, who had returned to the dormitory alone, Hogwarts had a curfew after eleven o'clock.

"No, I hadn't seen Fred and George since just now, and I thought they had gone back to the dorm to rest first. Lee Jordan also frowned slightly.

"Fred and George aren't in the common room?" Albert suddenly had a bad feeling.

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