"Stop it." Li Jordan interrupted the twins' playfulness and turned to ask Albert, "Can it be fixed?"
"It's hard to say. You have to try it to know." Albert stuffed the "Biography of Yurik" into his backpack, looked at the twins who were still bickering, and reminded them, "If the book can't be repaired, you don't have to return it."
"Why?" George was stunned.
"Needless to say, if Madam Pince knew about your behavior, she would definitely not let you enter the library again." Albert said unhappily, "If you don't return the books, the worst that can happen is that you won't be able to borrow books from the library anymore."
Many of the homeworks assigned by Hogwarts professors require students to find information in the library themselves. If they are forbidden to enter the library, the result can be imagined. They will not even be able to complete their homework properly.
"By the way, you haven't finished your History of Magic homework yet. It's due tomorrow." Albert reminded casually, "Don't forget about it."
"Ah! Don't mention this!"
The three of them seemed to suddenly remember this and uttered a cry of sorrow at the same time. They had to hurried back to the library to continue doing their boring homework.
Albert looked at the three people's backs as they left, and shook his head slightly. He glanced at the so-called treasure map in his hand, and turned back to the Gryffindor dormitory.
“It actually failed?”
The damage on the pages of "Urik's Biography" was not repaired by the repair spell.
Albert initially thought that his spell had failed, but he tried with other papers and found that he could still successfully repair the paper, but... why did he fail when repairing this book
"I really don't understand." Albert stared at the book in front of him and whispered. He picked up the book and flipped through it carefully, trying to find what was different about it.
"The Biography of Ulric" was written by Radolf Pittiman, and Albert had also read this book some time ago: Ulric was from Ravenclaw College, and his behavior was very strange. In order to commemorate his strange behavior, people published his biographical short story on chocolate frog pictures.
According to the book, Yurik's own behavior was strange.
Moreover, at one point, Yurik tried to prove that the chirping of the stork was good for human health by listening to it for three months straight… As we all know, the chirping of the stork can make anyone who hears it lose their mind.
There was nothing special about this book. Albert still couldn't understand why the spell didn't work.
He put the book on his cabinet, and suddenly remembered something. He took out the parchment from his pocket, stared at it for a long time, and prepared to put it back into the book.
However, Albert paused, pulled out his wand from his pocket, touched the map lightly, and said: "Show your secret!"
Nothing happened
"Well, it turns out that I was overthinking it." Albert picked up the parchment, looked at the contents on it, and fell into a brief silence.
“Sure enough, after spending so much time with Fred and the others, even I have become a little funny.” Albert said self-deprecatingly, stuffed the parchment back into the book, turned around and left the dormitory.
He didn't know that the parchment that was stuffed back into the book when he just left had undergone some subtle changes.
As soon as he entered the common room, Albert found someone waving at him.
"Anderson." The one who called him was a big girl who stood in front of Albert with great momentum.
"What's the matter?" Albert was considered very tall among children of the same age, but he was half a head shorter than the girl in front of him.
"It's really hard. I've been looking for you for a long time." The girl seemed to be quite dissatisfied and said, "Here, your letter."
"Letter?" Albert looked confused, but still took the note handed over by the other party and said thank you.
"Professor Broad asked me to tell you that if you are free, you'd better go to his office before 8 o'clock in the evening."
"Oh, I see. Have some candy." Albert casually took out a few candies from his pocket and handed them to the other person.
The girl was looking at Albert curiously, as if trying to see something.
"What's wrong?" Albert also noticed the other party's scrutinizing gaze and frowned slightly.
"I like chocolate flavor." The other party did not refuse Albert's candy, peeled one and threw it into his mouth, "Everyone says you are a genius, lucky Albert."
Albert's hand paused just as he was about to open the note. He looked up at her in surprise.
"I'm not a genius. I just work a little harder than others." Albert raised his hand and made a little gesture with his thumb and index finger.
"Haha, you're so funny." The girl reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder. "Keep working hard and make sure you beat Isobel McDougal."
Albert grimaced in pain, feeling that his shoulder was almost dislocated.
"Thank you for the candy, it's delicious." She said and turned and left.
“What? You’re actually hooking up with Krag.” Albert, who was rubbing his shoulders, suddenly heard a voice in his ears, and the violent hitter Irene appeared behind him without warning.
"Kraag?" Albert was also stunned when he heard the name, but then he realized what was going on and explained, "She sent me a letter. Professor Broad seemed to have something to talk to me about."
Albert opened the note, and the content inside was similar to what Krag said. He took out his pocket watch to check the time, then said hello to Irene and left in a hurry.
"What does Professor Broad want to see me about?" Albert was confused, but he still planned to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office to see what was going on.
A few minutes later, in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Albert took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door.
"Come in."
The person who opened the door for him was a middle-aged wizard in his fifties, wearing glasses, with slightly messy red hair and a gentle smile on his face.
Albert was stunned. His eyes passed over the middle-aged wizard's body and fell into the office. However, he did not see the figure of Professor Broad. He asked in confusion, "Where is Professor Broad?"
"He just went to the library and will be back soon." The middle-aged wizard said with a smile, "Blode told me that if you come, he will let you in and he will be back soon."
"Professor Broad wants to talk to me about something?" Albert secretly looked at the wizard in front of him, and his eyes swept across the messy parchment on the table.
"Yes, it's related to the ancient magic runes. Brod thinks you can provide us with some help." The middle-aged wizard sat on the sofa opposite Albert. "I've seen the ancient magic runes you translated. To be honest, they are amazing."
There was a moment of surprise on Albert's face. He had never thought about it in this way.
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Mog, Mog McDougal." The middle-aged wizard suddenly introduced himself, "Please give me your guidance."