The good weather in September didn't last long, and half a month after arriving at Hogwarts, the sky finally started to rain again, and it has been raining since the morning, and it hasn't stopped.

However, for Albert, who was nestled in the castle, the rain was nothing, and it would not rain him anyway.

At this moment, Albert is sitting comfortably by the window, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, drinking freshly brewed milk tea and writing letters to old friends.

Tom lay next to him, his eyes fixed on the owner of the letter, his eyes occasionally drifting to the cup of milk tea, his paws itching a little, but in the end he didn't take action.

Ever since the last time he stupidly stuck his paw into the cup and was caught by Albert and held the dried fish for days, Tom had never touched the teacup again.

Albert glanced at his cat, then retracted his gaze and returned to the letter, which was addressed to Adolf Fournier, the Frenchman's connection with Albert had faded.

A while ago, Albert had acquired the technology to make a double-sided mirror, and gave him the panel skills, and then revealed a little technology to Mr. Adolfo Fournier based on his understanding of the theory of the double-way mirror based on the panel skills.

All right!

In fact, it was the fact and technical knowledge that slapped the Frenchman several times, so that this Mr. Vernier licked his face again, enthusiastically and actively got in touch with Albert.

Of course, in order to obtain the technique of restoring the two-way mirror, Monsieur Vernier could not even have his own face, and he was really not an ordinary enthusiast now, and every few days he would write a letter to Albert, and it was a pity that the owl was not the same one, or he would have died of exhaustion on the way.

After all, France is still some distance from the United Kingdom.

Neither side is at ease.

Albert's target was the Frenchman's technique, and Adolf Fournier was a master of alchemy and invented many good things, such as memory balls.

A memory ball is a glass ball that has been enchanted, and it seems to be filled with white smoke, similar to a divination crystal ball used for divination, and when you hold it in your hand, if it turns red, you forget something.

Of course, to put it bluntly, the memory ball is a kind of enchanted toy, which generally only lasts for about half a year, and Albert used similar means to invent an intrusion alarm for himself.

Well, it's actually an invasion spell on an object. When you put it in your pocket, it starts to get hot as soon as a wizard gets close to you.

However, the siren has a bad problem, as long as there are wizards other than yourself, they will immediately sound the alarm.

Half-useless things, but it did appear in the panel a skill called Siren, which he felt should be useful, the problem was that it took experience to point the skill, and when it was made, the wizard also required the mastery of the invasion charm.

In the letter, Albert discusses the idea of a magic lamp with Mr. Adolf Fournier.

This task has been on the board for a long time, and if he wants to complete it, he must at least have a direction first, and as an expert in this field, Mr. Adolf Fournier may be able to help him.

As for the technique of the two-way mirror, Albert didn't mind giving it to the other party, and he didn't care if Mr. Adolfo Fournier could copy Breel Bird's two-way mirror, anyway, as long as he added the skill level, he could make a better technique.

Let's squeeze out the value of Mr. Adolphe Fournier first.

Of course, this is a kind of mutual benefit.

There was a commotion nearby, and Tom turned his head to see two girls whispering and giggling beside him.

"There you go!"

"No, there you go!"

"Alright, I'll go!"

A little girl plucked up her courage and walked over, with brown eyes and long blond hair.

"What's the matter?"

Albert finished his tea, stuffed the letter into the envelope, and turned his head to look at the two little girls who were pushing.

"They said you could do divination?" said one of the girls.

"Divination?" Albert put down his teacup and said gently, "I did learn a little bit about divination in my divination class. However, the rumors in the school cannot be believed. ”

"Can you ......?"

"Can I tell you a divination?" said Albert for the other man.

The two little girls nodded like chickens.

"Why do you want to divinate when you know it's a lie?" Albert asked with a smile.

The two didn't answer, and Albert stopped delving into the topic, thought about it and said, "If you don't take it as an example, who will start first?"

"Me, me!"

"What's your name?" Albert confirmed.

"Lavender Brown. The girl said nervously.

"Well, Miss Lavender Brown, remember your prophecy. Albert was silent for a long time, and said in a vague voice: "You will get a romantic story of your own, whether you pursue it depends on you, and whether it lasts for a long time depends on him." ”

"Does romance mean love?" asked Lavender Brown curiously.

Albert smiled, didn't answer, looked at the other little girl and asked, "What about you?" tell me, your name." ”

"Parvati Patil. ”

"Remember your prophecy, Miss Parvati Petyr. Albert paused for a long time before he said vaguely, "At the ball, you will dance with your warriors." ”

"Can you give me ...... too," the round-faced boy next to him asked with a blushing face.

"What's your name?" Albert asked.

"Neville Longbottom. The boy said.

"You're a good Gryffindor, courage isn't what you see, plants are with you, and there will be a place for you in the school. Albert said after reflecting on Neville's message.

Suddenly, he discovered that he also had the potential to be a soothsayer.

"That's it. ”

Someone asked, puzzled.

"That's it, don't look for me if you're allowed. Albert glanced at the person who spoke and said calmly.

The crowd dispersed in disappointment, and no matter how you looked at it, Albert seemed to be perfunctory to the three freshmen.

"Why, do you want it too?" Albert said as he looked at Hermione next to him.

The latter hesitated for a long time before nodding.

Actually, Hermione didn't believe in this kind of thing, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like Albert was fooling them, but she had heard that Albert's words were sometimes accurate. After all, both of Harry's prophecies had come true, whether they were prophecies or not.

"You will no longer be alone before winter comes, and of course, it depends on your decision. Albert said.

Hermione was stunned, because whether or not she could find a friend was indeed up to her.

"I'm sorry to bother you to coax the little girl. Fred and George, drenched, walked in this direction.

"Quidditch training is over?" Albert asked, unconcerned about teasing, looking at the two of them who were drenched in soup.

"It's over, it's choking. ”

"Harry has done a great job and our name will be engraved on this year's Quidditch Cup. ”

Albert shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly and whispered, "There will be twists and turns." ”

"Shut up. ”

"Bastard. ”

Both of them were eager to take off their socks and plug Albert's broken mouth.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just talking about twists and turns. ”

Albert waved his wand, and white vapor rose from the Weasley brothers' bodies and filled the common room, and he waved his wand again, whipping up a breeze that sent all the vapor out of the common room.

"Is it really accurate?" Hermione muttered as she looked nervously at the Weasley twins, who were eager to gagged Albert's mouth.