When I left the Room of Requirement, the curfew time had not yet arrived.

Albert commanded in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady and slipped through the exposed passage into the Gryffindor common room. At this point, most of them had already gone back to their dormitories to rest.

"Where have you been?" said Shanna, looking at Albert as she came in from outside.

"Kitchen, do you want it?"

Albert shook the bag in his hand, and there were cream cookies inside.

"Thank you. Shanna took two cream biscuits, made herself a cup of hot cocoa, and chatted with Albert about some problems encountered in study, and then went back to the dormitory to rest.

"You're back, and we're thinking about how we're going to get you out of the Room of Need?"

At the moment when the door of the dormitory was opened, Fred and the others, who were playing cards, turned their heads to look at the door, and saw that it was Albert, and their faces were a little disappointed.

How much do you wish something would happen to you?

"I'm fine, I'm really sorry for you!" Albert said with a slight twitch on his forehead, and he decided not to give them the supper he had brought from the kitchen.

"You made it?" said Lee Jordan, who was more curious about what Albert was talking about, was said to be a very powerful self-defense weapon.

"It worked, and it worked out great. ”

Albert pulled a small cage out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

"What is this?"

"Rat cage. ”

"Are you kidding?" said Lee Jordan with an eyebrow.

"Stupid, it's a Traceless Stretching Charm. "Fred had seen this kind of magic.

"You've mastered the Traceless Stretching Spell, which is said to be super difficult. George said incredulously, "By the way, haven't you been practicing the Patronus Charm?"

"Professor Smith taught that the Patronus has not yet learned, but he has learned this first. With that, Albert got the unconscious mouse out of the small cage.

"Where did you get the rats?"

"It took a lot of effort to catch the corners of the castle where the debris was piled up. Albert poked the mouse with his hand.

"What's wrong with the rat?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm dead!"

Albert picked up his wand and began to try to resuscitate the rat, wondering if the rat was dead, if it had been cursed, or if it had simply fainted.

"What you're doing, it's not going to be life-threatening!" said Lee Jordan, pretending to be horrified.

"I don't know, maybe it will, maybe not, I'm testing its power. When Albert saw that the rejuvenation had no effect, he knew that the effect of the Banshee's howl was not ordinary.

"I think the rat is dead!" Fred poked the rat with his finger curiously.

"No, or do you think Albert would be stupid enough to cast a spell on a rat?" Lee Jordan shook his head.

"This one, could it be...... Percy's spotted, right?" said George, who had been silent.

"Surely not, but then again, isn't that rat Percy going to die soon?"

"I think it's alive and well. Fred asked in amazement, "Can the average rat live that long?"

"Who knows!" Albert knew of course that rats couldn't live that long, but people could, but it wasn't something he needed to focus on at the moment, and he took out a small packet of very dark salt from his pocket.

"What is this?"

"Salt, take a hand, pry the rat's mouth open. Albert motioned for the three to come and help.

It took them a while to get the hapless rat to swallow the salt.

It didn't take long for the tossed rat to finally wake up, but he was sluggish and looked terrible.

"It works. Fred looked at the awakened mouse, and then his eyes fell back on the small packet of discolored salt, and after looking up and down curiously, he picked up a little and put it in his mouth.

"What the hell is this?" the expression on Fred's face distorted instantly, and he spat out the contents of his mouth again, and crouched on a plate and kept retching.

"Table salt, just processed, has an effect similar to a potion. Then again, you dare to eat things you don't know. Albert glanced at Fred, a little impressed by the other man's ability to do death.

"What good things have you made, show them to us and show them. George urged, curious to see what Albert had gotten.

"I'll give you a try another day, now I don't want to faint for no reason. Albert didn't plan to let them use the Banshee's Howl in the dormitory, he knew very well who it was, and if anyone got it, they would probably be eager to open it, and if they didn't talk about it, they would be unlucky with the others.

As it turned out, Albert was right.

The next afternoon, there was a request in the room.

Albert looked at the three people who fell to the ground, his face full of helplessness.

Luckily, he had the foresight to plug the earplugs in advance before giving the Banshee Howl to Fred's.

Fred, the bastard, opened the Banshee Howl as soon as he got it.

The three people who didn't wear earplugs fell without warning.

Albert bent down and picked up the Banshee's Howl from the ground, and when he was sure it wasn't damaged, he closed it back on, looked at his roommate who had fallen to the ground, and sighed softly.

If you don't die, you won't die, so why don't you know?

Albert tried the resuscitation charm on several of them, but it didn't work like a mouse. He took out the salt he had prepared in his pocket, pried open Lee Jordan's mouth and fed him, and poured him a small glass of water, moving his Adam's apple for him to swallow.

Then, he continued to cast a spell to rejuvenate him.

"What's wrong with me, it hurts, it hurts!" "Li Jordan covered his head, and hit his head when he just fell, "Phew, what is this." ”

He began to crouch next to him retching, looking very uncomfortable.

"That stupid Fred used this thing, and you all passed out. Albert shook the banshee howl in his hand and explained casually.

Lee Jordan's face was crooked in anger, and he wanted to raise his foot and kick Fred, but he blamed this guy for making trouble and pitting all three of them. No wonder, Albert was reluctant to give them a try last night, he knew it would be like this.

Lee Jordan watched with a look of resentment as Albert woke up the Weasley brothers, both of whom were not in good condition, both of them were bruised and now retching.

George was the unlucky, with a swollen bag on his head.

"Didn't you already know!" Fred asked depressedly, "why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I already said it last night!" said Albert angrily, "but you just don't listen, and you have to suffer a little loss to remember it for a long time." ”

"You must have done it on purpose!"

"I'm so angry, let's beat him together. ”

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