In the morning, Albert opened his sleepy eyes and tilted his head to look at the window. It was raining outside the castle, and the rain hit the window glass, making a crackling sound.
"It's raining again." He muttered, turned over lazily, pulled up the quilt to cover his head again, and prepared to stay in bed for a while and get up later.
I don't know how much time passed before Albert opened his eyes again, got up from the bed, stretched, put on his clothes, and woke everyone up to go downstairs for breakfast.
Every Halloween, the Hogwarts Great Hall always has new changes. Of course, bats and pumpkin lanterns are always indispensable decorations.
After greeting the acquaintances at the table, Albert found an empty seat and sat down. He drank milk tea while flipping through today's Daily Prophet. He grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie from the plate and ate it by himself, occasionally chatting with Angelina beside him.
Well, the subject was about broomsticks, and there was an ad in the Daily Prophet for the Nimbus Racing Broom Company, which was to introduce a new broom next year: the Nimbus 2000, Potter's first broom.
"It is said that the products of this Light Wheel Company are all great." Albert asked with a smile, "Do you regret buying them earlier?"
"Not really." Angelina shook her head. She knew it was just a joke.
A burst of laughter interrupted their brief exchange. Albert looked up in the direction of the sound and saw a large group of enchanted bats hovering over Lee Jordan's head. Lee Jordan dodged left and right and raised his hands to drive them away, but he couldn't get rid of the bats. He was so angry that he threw the bread in his hand at the bats.
"Okay, stop it, it's fine like this." Albert covered his yawn and said heartlessly, which resulted in Li Jordan rolling his eyes.
Li Qiaodan sat there eating and sulking, and not long after, the flock of bats just flew away.
The first class in the morning is the herbal medicine class. No one likes to take the herbal medicine class in rainy weather, especially when the class is in the herbal field outside the greenhouse. If you are busy in the herbal garden when it rains, it won’t take long before you feel as uncomfortable as if you were fished out of muddy water.
Fortunately, I just repotted the mandrake this morning.
Mandrake is a magical plant with powerful potency properties. Like last year's dill, this magical plant will be used in many aspects, especially when it matures, it can be made into a powerful restorative agent.
You should know that many spells that cannot be removed by spells require the use of powerful restorative agents made from mandrake to restore to normal.
Since it was not the first time to repot the mandrake, everyone had experience and completed the task before the get out of class ended.
After stuffing the last mandrake back into the pot, Albert checked the task panel and found that the task was not completed. Although it was expected, he was still a little disappointed. Because this meant that in order to truly complete the task, he needed a pot of mandrake.
Before get out of class ended, they were told what the next lesson would be about: caring for wrinkled figs.
That is also a magical plant with powerful potency properties and is somewhat dangerous.
"Let's go to Transfiguration class." Fred shook off the dirt on his work robe, cleaned it again with a descaling charm, then put on his robe again and prepared to go to Professor McGonagall's class.
"Take your time." Albert muttered, and after dispelling his inner irritation, he went to the Transfiguration class with the others. It was one of his best subjects.
Perhaps because of Halloween, Professor McGonagall knew that everyone was not in the mood for class, so she used this class as a review class. In class, she helped everyone review the Transfiguration they had learned before, and also told several tragic cases caused by Transfiguration, hoping to warn everyone that they should be careful when using Transfiguration magic.
After listening to the story, everyone got goose bumps. Professor McGonagall's story was so horrifying, especially the tragedy of the five-legged monster.
The legend of the five-legged monster originated from the island of Delia, which is now a mystery. It is said that the five-legged monster was once a wizard. Just imagine how terrible it is for a person to become a terrible monster, and even his thinking is completely distorted and can never be changed back.
Although Albert could not confirm the authenticity of the story of the five-legged monster, he believed that the story was very likely to be true, because in this world, many ancient stories were actually true and had their own roots.
"Professor McGonagall, hasn't the Ministry of Magic ever tried to change those monsters back?" Katrina spoke up to express her confusion. They all knew that no matter how powerful the transformation spell was, it was still possible to restore it to its original state through potions. For example, the powerful recovery potion made from Mandrake had such an effect.
"They refused." Professor McGonagall shook her head and said, "Rumor has it that the people from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures tried to restore them to their original form, but the five-legged monsters firmly resisted being restored to their original form."
"Professor, will the deformed creatures return to their original state after death?" Albert suddenly asked. In fact, Albert already had a vague answer in his mind.
He had seen the skeleton of the five-legged monster.
"No," said Professor McGonagall.
The Transfiguration lesson ends up being in the story.
After class, Albert stopped Katrina and talked about the last bet, which had been delayed for so long that they almost forgot about it.
"The first Quidditch match will start in mid-November, and our bet will be on that day." Albert and Katrina walked side by side in the corridor.
The latter looked at Albert with a very strange look and said in a strange tone, "I thought you had forgotten about this matter?"
"How could that be?" Albert provoked, "Time is running out, are you ready?"
"Time is running out." Katrina glanced at Albert and said calmly, "Winning or losing is not that important to me anymore."
"Well, it looks like I can save ten Galleons this time," Albert said.
"Save ten Galleons." Katrina's tone became even weirder. "I think you are not short of money. I heard that you generously gave Isobel ten Galleons when she gave you a lesson. Why don't you just admit defeat and give me ten Galleons."
Albert's face darkened and he asked, "Did Isobel tell you?"
"So, it really is ten Galleons?" Katrina's tone was a little complicated. "No wonder she spent money to buy me that expensive birthday present a while ago."
Albert's face darkened when he heard this. He didn't expect that he would be tricked by others. Did he walk on the road at night too much? Did he encounter a ghost
"What did she teach you?" Katrina asked curiously.
"Go ask her yourself," Albert said unhappily.
"She won't tell me, so let me ask you."
Albert swallowed his words and was too lazy to answer the other party because Katrina was just trying to trick him.