As Christmas approaches, Hogwarts finally welcomes the holidays. For all students, this is undoubtedly exciting good news, and everyone can't wait to go home for the holidays.
On the day of the holiday, the Hogwarts Express was quickly packed with students, and Albert, Fred George and Lee Jordan finally occupied an empty carriage.
As it approached eleven o'clock, the train finally moved slowly forward.
Albert was idly supporting his chin with his hands, looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window. Next to him, the Weasley twins had just finished a round of wizard cards, and George, who lost the card, was forced to taste a red pepper-flavored Bibibi Multi-Flavor Bean.
"We now have 67 club members." Lee Jordan took out a notebook from his pocket and reported to Albert on the situation of the Wizard Card Club in the first half of the semester. "Currently, there are still 39 students who do not have their own wizard card deck."
"Wow, I didn't know there were so many people in our club." Fred couldn't help but exclaimed.
"I feel like we're almost the biggest club in Hogwarts," George said, as he tried to secretly throw away the red Beebe Every Flavour Bean.
Fred turned around and glared at George, warning: "Don't try to throw it away secretly, I will watch you eat it."
"We are already the largest club in Hogwarts, but..." Lee Jordan changed his tone and said helplessly, "The club still has many problems."
"What's the problem?" George asked, trying to divert Fred's attention.
"Our wizard cards are too monotonous. I mean our wizard cards. You know, many people are not satisfied with such rough cards." Lee Jordan took out a homemade card and gave the three people an example. "Compared to the crackling explosion cards, our cards are even more boring. More often than not, they require players to have a little patience and card-combining ability."
"You're too impatient." Albert understood what Lee Jordan meant and reminded him, "If you want to make Wizard Cards a popular card game in the magic world, you need to be patient enough. Promoting all the interesting things at once will easily make everyone tired. Complex and numerous cards require players to spend more time to adapt, and all of this needs to be accumulated slowly over time."
Lee Jordan pursed his lips. It was really hard to understand why Albert didn't promote the Wizard Cards vigorously. In his opinion, this year was the best opportunity to let most of the Hogwarts students know about it and join the Wizard Card Club.
"Don't be impatient. Listen to what Albert says. His reasons are always more convincing than your suggestions." George pushed the box of Beebe Every Flavour Beans in front of Lee Jordan and picked up one and put it in his mouth. As for the red one, he had already mixed it into the box of Every Flavour Beans.
"Albert is too busy and rarely pays attention to the wizard cards." Lee Jordan believes that if Albert is willing to focus more on the wizard cards, the optimization of the cards will definitely be faster.
"No, no, man, this is our wizard card, you can't push everything onto Albert." Fred picked up the red pepper-flavored multi-flavored beans from the box and placed them in front of George. The latter knew he couldn't dodge it, so he gritted his teeth, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it directly.
"Man, you're too impatient." George made a face at Fred. "You know, the problem isn't with Albert."
This was also something that made them feel helpless. The three of them could not keep up with Albert's pace, resulting in most of the things having to be done by Albert.
"You have to understand that a game must stand the test of time before it can be truly accepted by people." Albert was not angry. He knew that Fred, George and Lee Jordan had not considered these things.
"Besides, even if we complete the wizard cards, what can we do? Do you think a few underage wizards can keep this wealth?" Albert reminded them again: "Once the wizard cards are completely spread in the magic world, some people will start to copy and pirate these cards, just like dung eggs. You can't stop those businessmen who know how to make dung eggs from molding them."
The three of them were also stunned. They had never thought of such a problem.
“We need to put our own label on wizard cards, so that each wizard card has its own label like Galleon, and cannot be copied by others.
I hope that other people can tell the difference between counterfeits and genuine products at a glance, but to achieve this level, I need to know a lot of spells as technical support.
Therefore, the most important thing for us now is to expand the crowd, let people gradually accept the wizard cards, let them think that the wizard cards are not just wizard cards, it is not good to be too anxious, do you understand?"
Lee Jordan looked confused and it was unclear whether he understood or not. He did not think about as many things as Albert did, and most children had little patience.
"My friend, your brain is definitely not as good as Albert's, so there's nothing wrong in listening to him in this regard." Fred raised his hand and patted the other's shoulder, stuffed a gray Bibi Multi-Flavor Bean to Lee Jordan and continued: "You should also realize that Albert is smarter and better at this than us. Since messing around will only make things worse, why not listen to Albert's ideas first
"Don't be depressed. If you can get the first place in the exam, we will..." George was interrupted by Lee Jordan before he could finish his words.
"Well, I know I'm not as smart as Albert." Lee Jordan stuffed the Beebe Every Flavour Bean into Fred's hand, turned his head to look at Albert who was still staring out the window, and changed the subject and asked, "Did you succeed in your Patronus Charm?"
"Patronus?" Albert came back to his senses and glanced at Lee Jordan, then continued to stare out the window in a daze. He quickly opened the skill panel and glanced at the Patronus skill on the panel. He had just passed level one, so he probably couldn't summon a physical Patronus yet.
After thinking about it, he decided to upgrade the level of the guardian angel to level 2. After all, he would need to try to get the guardian angel to speak and pass on messages later.
"Why do you care so much about this matter?" Albert asked with a frown.
“We’re betting, if your patronus is defeated, you’ll have to eat a few every-flavored beans.
As he spoke, Fred got out a small box from somewhere. Inside the box were a bunch of oddly colored multi-flavored beans that made people lose their appetite at first sight.
"It tastes like dirt, earwax, red pepper, vomit, toilet paper, booger..." Lee Jordan enthusiastically introduced these weird-flavored Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans to Albert.
"Stop, if you lose the bet you will have to eat these horrible things." Albert quickly stopped Lee Jordan, and the look in his eyes became strange. He didn't expect that there was a ruthless person living in the dormitory who could recognize so many Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans
"How do you bet?"
"Fred and George think that your patronus is likely to be related to an eagle. If an eagle appears, I need to eat half of the every-flavored beans here. If not, they each have three and cannot spit them out," Lee Jordan explained.
After hearing the bet between the three people, Albert's face twitched.