"Have you seen these things?"
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, Professor Rowena Smith looked at the contents of the parchment in her hand and raised her head at Albert in surprise. The young student in front of her was able to give the answer immediately just by glancing at the ancient magic runes on the parchment she gave him.
Even if Albert had made good progress in ancient magic runes, Professor Smith did not think that he could translate it right away. The only possibility was that he knew it or had seen it before. After all, Professor Broad had a good relationship with Albert. If the professor had shown Albert something similar before, it would not be strange for him to translate it right away.
"I've seen it before." Albert admitted straightforwardly, "Professor Broad once asked me to help translate something similar, and the content has basically not changed much."
Professor Smith stared at the parchment and fell silent. To be honest, he was very embarrassed because with Albert's intelligence, he naturally saw that what he showed him was actually split out from a large piece of ancient magic text, and he didn't want the other party to know the content.
"I suggest you show me the entire content so that I can translate it better. Of course, if it's inconvenient, then forget it!" In fact, Albert could guess where those ancient magic runes came from. Even if Professor Smith was unwilling to share, he would be able to see them when he entered the Ravenclaw Knowledge Treasury. So Albert didn't care too much whether Professor Smith was willing to share the records of these ancient magic runs with him.
"I'll sort them out in a few days, and then I'll leave it to you." Professor Smith was silent for a moment, and then made a quick decision. Although he also had a good attainment in ancient magic runes, the gap was really too big compared to Albert.
At least, Professor Smith looked in the secret room for a long time, but still couldn't fully understand the meaning of the ancient magic words left on the wall.
"It's my pleasure." Albert smiled.
"Go and mind your own business!" Professor Smith said as he sent the guest away.
Albert stood up, nodded to Professor Smith, then turned and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.
"Did Professor Smith come to Hogwarts for Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge?" Albert stood at the end of the corridor, murmured while looking at the heavy rain outside.
"When do you think this heavy rain will stop?" Soon after, Fred's voice sounded in my ears.
"Who knows?"
"If we miss this opportunity, we probably won't have the chance to go into the woods to look for jumping toadstools again this year." Lee Jordan looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, then turned his head to look at Albert. Not only him, but the Weasley brothers were also looking at Albert.
"Don't look at me like that. I won't rush into the woods on a rainy day like this." Albert opened the package, stuffed a hard candy into his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said, "So, you should just give up."
He looked around to make sure there was no one else around, then continued, "We'll get it from Greenhouse 3, or the pharmacy in Diagon Alley."
On a rainy day, going into the woods in the rain to look for something is definitely something that only a mentally ill person would do. In this kind of weather, Albert would rather go back to the common room, sit by the fireplace, warm himself by the fire, read a book, and enjoy the leisurely rainy day. That's how people should live.
"The common room is packed with people right now." George seemed to see through Albert's thoughts at a glance and reminded him with a smile.
To be honest, for a Quidditch player, this little rain is nothing, after all, all Quidditch players train regardless of rain or shine.
But... speaking of this.
George suddenly looked at Albert with strange eyes.
This guy doesn't... hate the rain, does he
They once suspected that the fundamental reason why Albert was unwilling to become a formal Quidditch player was... he was unwilling to go to the Quidditch field to train in rainy weather.
On rainy days, Albert prefers to stay by the fire and read.
"Then go to the auditorium, just in time to finish this week's homework." Albert comforted casually: "Maybe, this is just a shower, it will stop soon. Before the rain stops..."
Albert regretted saying these words, because his words really came true. It was just a shower. The rain came quickly and went away quickly. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain stopped completely and the sky began to clear up.
Albert, who had just finished half of his thesis, was worthy of following the three people out to look for jumping toadstools in the forbidden forest.
This mushroom has special meaning to the four people. In order to study it, the four people spent a lot of time and energy to look up relevant information related to the jumping toadstool, and to find out how to catch it and how to convert the jumping toadstool into Galleons.
Therefore, Fred and his friends had paid so much and did not want to give up this obsession easily.
Like planting garlic last year, if time drags on a little longer, I’ll probably forget about it soon!
"Hagrid should be in his hunting lodge. However, it's best if we go around into the woods from the side." Fred mentioned the entrance he used to enter the Forbidden Forest last time. It was far away from Hagrid's hunting lodge and would not be easily noticed by Hagrid.
"Don't think we haven't prepared anything." George said mysteriously, "We know a few places where we might have a chance to find jumping toadstools."
"Remember the last time we entered the woods?" Fred added, "The route we took..."
"You guys are trying to fool me with these lies? Last time, I followed you deep into the Forbidden Forest." Albert got himself a pair of rain boots.
It had just rained and the ground was wet and muddy. Albert didn't want to make a mess, so he pulled up the hood of his cloak to cover his head to prevent the remaining rain water in the forest from splashing on his body and getting his clothes wet.
"We'd better be back before five o'clock. Winter nights come especially early." Albert glanced at his pocket watch and said to Fred and the others, "There are still two and a half hours left."
"That should be enough time, if we're lucky enough."
"Did you bring the elixir of life?" Fred asked in a low voice. This was the source of their confidence. Albert, who drank the elixir of life, was extremely lucky and did not need to worry about not finding the jumping toadstool.
"I brought it." Albert was quite helpless. Before he could prepare the Felicis elixir, he had to drink a little at a time.
"It'll probably only take two or three hours of dosage." Li Jordan comforted.
Albert couldn't help but roll his eyes and took a sip. How could it be so precise