"Look, this report..."
While eating breakfast, George, who was casually flipping through the Daily Prophet, suddenly shouted, startling everyone around him.
"Don't yell so early in the morning!" Lee Jordan glared at George angrily. The shout just now scared George so much that he shook the bread off his hand.
Albert suppressed a yawn, spread jam on his slice of bread, took a bite, and then leaned over to look at the Daily Prophet that George pushed over to him.
There is a paper about Bafe's Brain Tonic above. The Ministry of Magic is reminding everyone not to believe in or use Bafe's Brain Tonic indiscriminately, because all Bafe's Brain Tonics available on the market are poisonous.
“I thought it was something else.” Albert covered his yawn again, “It turns out that it’s just to scare others!”
"To scare others?" Lee Jordan reached out for the newspaper, read it carefully and said, "It should be true, right?"
"It's true. The actual situation is exactly as the newspaper said, but the newspaper exaggerated it." Albert finished his bread with jam in two or three bites and muttered, "This is a smart way. It is more useful than making any laws."
"Why?" George didn't understand why Albert said that.
"There are loopholes in the law. If I told you clearly that the Bafe Brain-Stimulating Agent you buy on the market is poisonous, would you still spend a large sum of Galleons to buy a bottle of poisonous potion to try it out?" Albert pouted. "By the way, that Slytherin student is really unlucky. He was actually dragged out by the Daily Prophet to be flogged."
"That's right. I guess no one would dare to buy those unknown Bafe brain stimulants now." Fred closed the newspaper, looked at Albert and said, "But if this happens, your plan will probably go down the drain!"
"Who said that? Haven't you heard of the brand?" Albert looked at his roommates and said mysteriously.
"I don't understand!" The three of them shook their heads.
"Well... like Floo powder, besides Floo Bang Company, do you go anywhere else to buy Floo powder?" Albert thought for a while and gave a simple example.
It is said that there is fake Floo powder on the market that can blow wizards out of their fireplaces.
"It seems... not!"
The three of them looked at each other, then looked at Albert again.
"But this is different from... Oh, I see. I think I know what you mean. This is not easy."
“I’m just giving an example.”
Albert added another fried egg to his plate and looked up.
The email has arrived!
Dozens of owls flew into the hall, soaring over the students' heads and dropping letters or packages to their intended recipients.
Fortunately, the owl came and left quickly, otherwise it would be unbearable if shit suddenly fell from the sky while we were eating in the morning.
Albert received two letters and a package that looked heavy.
"There's no sender listed on it," George said, frowning.
"I know."
Albert opened the package, took out the bag inside, mouthed the word "shut up" to the three roommates next to him, and then quickly stuffed the bag, from which one could faintly hear the crisp sound of metal colliding, into his pocket.
He made a large sum of Galleons from selling the Bafe Brain Stimulant. Although he did not count the gold coins immediately, he was not worried about others defaulting on their payments.
"Making a fortune!" Fred couldn't help but mutter, "How much?"
Albert raised three fingers and shook them.
"That's great. But, do they dare to use it? I heard that the Ministry of Magic is particularly strict in checking cheating this year."
"Don't be silly. If it were so easy to detect, the Ministry of Magic would have done it long ago." Albert curled his lips in disdain.
The Ministry of Magic did not check whether students took the Buffy Brain Stimulant, more because it was troublesome and wasteful.
Like the Felixir, the Bafey Brain Awakening Potion has a very complicated manufacturing process, extremely high material costs, and a very low success rate. Failed products will cause poisoning if consumed. It is completely unrealistic for ordinary students to buy this potion to cheat. Even if you buy it, you still have to consider whether you are taking the risk.
Intelligence enhancing drugs and the use of dragon's claw powder are the two most commonly used methods of cheating in exams, but the Ministry of Magic has long been prepared to prevent them.
As for Legilimency, many students have never even heard of it. It is not easy to cheat with Legilimency. Most wizards may not even be able to access it after graduation.
"Mr. Anderson." A voice came from behind Albert.
Albert put down his knife and fork, turned around and found that Professor McGonagall was standing behind him.
"Good morning, Professor McGonagall." Albert greeted the other party immediately.
"Principal Dumbledore wants to see you." Professor McGonagall motioned for Albert to go with her to the principal's office.
"Um... Professor, I have a class later."
"Mr. Weasley, remember to ask for leave for Mr. Anderson." Professor McGonagall said without hesitation.
"See you later!" Albert finished the remaining food in a few bites, threw his schoolbag to George, waved to everyone, and followed Professor McGonagall.
Of course Albert knew why the principal came to see him.
Dumbledore probably believed the letter that was sent yesterday and was going to go over to confirm it.
Albert had already woven a true yet false story in his mind, and he was ready for this day.
The two men turned a corner silently and stopped in front of a griffon.
"Chocolate Frog!!"
After she gave the command, the griffin came to life, revealing a spiral staircase behind the wall. Albert and Professor McGonagall stepped on it and followed the automatic staircase to the headmaster's office.
Professor McGonagall knocked on the door and took Albert in. There was no one inside and Dumbledore was nowhere to be found.
Professor McGonagall told Albert to wait and then turned and left, leaving him alone in the headmaster's office.
Dumbledore didn't let Albert wait too long. He walked in from outside the office. It seemed that he had gone out for something just now.
"Mr. Anderson." Dumbledore looked at Albert and said with a smile, "I have read your letter..."
"If you are looking for the crown in the photo, I will take you there now." Albert looked at Dumbledore and said softly.
"Then let's go!" Dumbledore nodded, very satisfied with the efficiency.
"Principal, what do you think that is?" Albert asked softly.
"It's hard to say. We need to see the real thing to know." Dumbledore followed Albert to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly with his club.
"Right here," Albert said. "I call it the Room of Requirement."
"Any request?"
"Well, it can be turned into the room you need. I think this name is very appropriate." Albert asked curiously, "Doesn't Headmaster Dumbledore know about this place?"
"Although I am the headmaster of Hogwarts, I don't necessarily know all the secrets of the school." Dumbledore winked at Albert. "However, I think I once went in accidentally. At that time, there was a room with many exquisite chamber pots. When I went out, the room suddenly disappeared."
"Hold on"
Albert walked back and forth three times, waiting for the door of the Room of Requirement to open, and then he walked in first.
"How did Mr. Anderson find this place?" Dumbledore asked curiously, looking around at the garbage.
"I wasn't the first to discover this place." Albert briefly recounted Fred and George's night outing, and then talked about how he speculated and found the correct way to open the Room of Requirement.