As we move into December, it's even colder.

Albert woke up in a daze, blinked to find that the room was still dark, knew that he had woken up early, and sleepiness was rising, and after reaching out to cover his yawn, he was ready to go back to sleep.

It's a pity that after lying back, I found that I couldn't sleep somehow. He looked sideways at the copper stove in the center of the room, a blue flame was burning in the stove, and in order not to affect the quality of sleep, the light on the stove was blocked by the special shell, and only the lower circle emitted a blue light, silently providing warmth to the room.

This is Albert's improved furnace No. 3, which is far more reliable than the flame in a glass jar.

Albert reached out and fumbled around the pillow, pulled out the wand that was placed next to the pillow and waved it, and the magic lamp on the bedside table lit up, and the pale light suddenly illuminated the room, but unfortunately the magic lamp version 1.3 is still very low in practicality.

When the lamp was lit, Albert caught a glimpse of a letter under the lamp, shook his wand, and the envelope flew into Albert's hand automatically.

The letter was sent from home, and Daisy told him to remember to come home for the Christmas holidays, and the letter also contained a reply from his sister Nia, who said that she missed Tom and asked if Tom had successfully lost weight.

Albert glanced at the fire, which was Tom's place. At the moment, the whole cat is curled up in its own bed, leaving one tail exposed, which feels very interesting.

Alas, it is very difficult to lose weight for a fat cat, and it is already the best result that Tom does not continue to gain weight.

"Good morning!" Fred greeted Albert with a yawn.

"Who is going home for the holidays this year. Lee Jordan woke up too, and the guy was huddled under the covers talking to them.

"Why is there a letter from me here?"

Somewhat confused, George took the letter from the bedside table and reached out and scratched his head, still confused.

"I guess the owl was late, so I asked the house-elf to help deliver the letter directly. Albert was not surprised, it had been snowing heavily for the past two days, and the owl needed to fly through the blizzard, which was indeed hard enough, and it was understandable that he was late.

"It looks like we won't be able to go home today for the Christmas holidays. After reading the letter, George threw it directly to Fred, "They are going to Romania to visit Charlie, so we can only stay at school for the holidays." ”

"Lee Jordan, do you want to stay?" Fred opened the letter and glanced at it, turning his head to ask his companion who was still under the covers.

Lee Jordan covered a yawn, looked at Albert and asked, "Forget it, I'm going back, Albert should go back too!"

"I want to go back, and my family sent me a letter asking me to go back for the Christmas holidays. Albert knew he had limited time with his family, so he didn't want to waste it.

"I'm going to sleep for a while, and remember to call me when you want to go downstairs to eat. "Lee Jordan is ready to go back to sleep, it's too early.

"You're going to go back to sleep?"

"It's not, it's only six o'clock in the morning, and I dare say Filch certainly hasn't gotten up yet. Li Jordan pulled up the sheet to cover his head.

"Shall we sneak over and surprise Filch?" suggested George, excitedly, "we can stuff some noise bombs into his room that we made a while ago." ”

Then he was targeted by Filch. Come on, there's no need to do that, and your noise bomb won't work. Albert shook his head as he looked at the twins, who were about to die.

A noise bomb is a ball-like thing that can be thrown with a loud noise that startles people.

Well, for this effect, there is no other use.

This thing is actually a joke made by the twins to imitate Albert's Banshee Howl, but unfortunately the effect is just like that, and at present, Fred and George are following Albert's suggestion to add a choking smell and black smoke to the noise bomb, and there is a tendency to develop smoke bombs.

"Come and see this ......," said George suddenly.

"Stop making noise, let me sleep a little longer. Lee Jordan rolled over and covered the quilt tighter.

"It's Professor Quirrell. George said softly, "He's actually in the forbidden area corridor on the fourth floor of the castle now, he shouldn't want to steal the treasure that Dumbledore kept in the school now, right?"

"It's unlikely, he's at most inspecting the institutions set up by the professors. Albert shook his head.

"Could he be the Dark Wizard who broke into Gringotts?" Fred asked suddenly.

"I guess I was controlled by the Imperius Curse. Albert said.

"Professor Quirrell doesn't really look like a dark wizard. George pondered for a moment and agreed with Albert's idea, "The possibility of being controlled by evil black magic is not small. ”

"But why did Professor Quirrell bring that big scarf?" Fred wondered, they had been eyeing Quirrell's big scarf for a long time, but unfortunately everyone managed to take it off.

"It smells of garlic. George thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's to divert everyone's attention, or maybe it's trying to keep the others away from him, so that the professors don't see any flaws?"

"This ......"

Albert suddenly didn't know what to say, the garlic smell on Quirrell's body was to smoke others away?

He thought about it differently, and suddenly it felt that what Fred and George had said made sense.

If you have too much contact with other professors, you can easily see the flaws, and if you let them know that Quirrell is possessed by Voldemort, they don't know what will happen.

"Shall we tell Dumbledore about this?" Fred asked suddenly, "if Professor Quirrell really came to steal that thing." ”

"Do you have proof? If you don't have evidence, it's slander. Albert reminded, "Professors don't easily listen to you slander another professor. ”

"But...... What should we do?" The twins also felt that Albert's statement made a point, and the professors obviously wouldn't let them "slander" another professor at will.

"Don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore must have been aware of it, he's the greatest wizard of all time, how could he not have thought about such a thing?" Albert speculated, "I guess the Headmaster is waiting for the thief to take the bait." ”

"I see, it's really worthy of Headmaster Dumbledore. As soon as Fred's words fell, he suddenly froze again, and he said, "Then we can't venture to the restricted area corridor on the fourth floor." ”

If Headmaster Dumbledore was watching there, wouldn't they be caught if they went?

"Don't worry, there will always be a chance, and the headmaster didn't say he wouldn't let us take the risk. ”