After a few days at school, Albert regretted taking all the courses. He felt that his head must have been caught in the door.
It's really frustrating. Just think about it, after finishing a class, I haven't even had time to catch my breath, and I have to rush to another class. The time pressure is simply frustrating.
It was not the course content that caused trouble for Albert. The knowledge in the textbooks was not difficult for him. Just think about what Muggle Studies was.
The textbook of Muggle Studies is called: "Family Life and Social Habits of British Muggles". Just by looking at the title, you know what the content is.
Charity Burbage was a pro-Muggle witch who taught everyone in the first Muggle Studies class that there was no difference between wizards and Muggles.
Albert was a little skeptical whether this professor of Muggle Studies really understood Muggles and whether he had ever stayed in the Muggle world for more than a year without using magic.
It is undeniable that Professor Charity Burbage is an expert in Muggle Studies.
All right!
Based on his experience in his previous life, Albert doesn't like the word "expert".
Why did you choose to take all the courses
In fact, Albert wanted to get a time turner. He hoped to obtain it through a mission, or to obtain the manufacturing method of the time turner.
Albert didn't really care about the mystery of time. He knew very well that it was dangerous, but with it, some things would have a lot of room for maneuver.
Of course, the time converter needs to be used very cautiously, and Albert is extremely careful every time he uses it. However, the most annoying and unbearable thing for him is that he has to walk a long distance to go to class every day.
Climbing up and down several floors in the castle all day long is more physically demanding than any other exercise, and even if you can take a shortcut, the situation is still not much better.
Albert even suspected that if he let Tom go to school with him every day, he would soon lose weight.
Well, this is a good idea, but it is difficult to put it into action.
There was no way he could bring a cat to class every day.
Because of bringing Tom to the common room, all the students in Gryffindor College now know that the famous Albert Anderson has a very fat British short-haired cat, and whenever he has free time, he will take a feather to play with the cat in the common room.
"Albert." Quidditch captain Wood came over, stood in front of Albert, patted him on the shoulder and said in a serious tone, "Remember to attend training on the weekend."
"Wood, please let me go. I have homework for twelve classes now and I don't have any extra time to play Quidditch." Albert picked up Tom, looked up at the Quidditch captain standing in front of him, and said helplessly.
"Just getting the homework done every day is hard enough."
"We can't find a suitable Seeker." Wood didn't intend to give in. He picked up the cat toy and shook it, asking, "Besides, are you sure you don't have extra time?"
Wood didn't believe Albert's nonsense at all.
No extra time
Do you really not have that much time to play with the cat here every day
"You can select players. Anyway, there is still a long time before the game starts. I promise you will be able to find a more suitable seeker." Albert almost patted his chest to assure the other party, "I have predicted for you that a young seeker will join Gryffindor this year. Believe me, you will soon find a better player than me."
"Damn prophecy, don't you know what everyone thinks of Professor Trelawney?" Wood felt that Albert was just trying to fool him. He really didn't understand why such a great seeker was unwilling to join the team and bring glory to the college
"If... I mean, by next month, you really haven't selected a suitable seeker, I will definitely not refuse." Albert glanced at the notice of the freshman flying class posted on the bulletin board in the common room and said
"Don't forget what you said." Wood raised his hand and poked Albert's shoulder. "Don't try to refuse with other excuses when the time comes."
“I feel like Wood is going to lose.”
After Wood left, George, who was writing a paper on shrinking agents, whispered to Lee Jordan next to him: "Albert has never lost a bet."
"I think so too. Something must have happened that we don't know about." Fred muttered softly. They all knew that Albert basically never did anything without confidence. He dared to bet with Wood, so he must be sure to win.
As for, who will replace Albert as the Gryffindor team's Seeker
The three of them looked in one direction at the same time, their eyes fell on Harry who was playing wizard chess with Ron, and they began to whisper to each other again.
"Harry Potter is the candidate Albert mentioned last time."
"Do you think Harry Potter would actually be very good at flying?"
"I don't know." George said hesitantly, "But his father is really good at it. He has won several trophies for the academy. And I think what Albert said is very accurate."
"We should be able to get the results within this month."
"I have a feeling it might not take that long." Fred looked at the bulletin board and muttered, "Albert, don't you have to do your homework?"
Albert touched Tom's fat belly and said with a smile: "I'm done."
"When did you finish it?" Lee Jordan asked in surprise.
Soon after the school started, the professors couldn't wait to assign them a pile of homework. Now there are several more courses than before, and the workload is particularly heavy.
"yesterday."
"You actually told Wood that you didn't have time." Fred looked like he was afraid I would tell on him.
"I'm telling the truth." Albert nodded seriously and said, "I have twelve classes now, and I have more homework every day than you do."
He sat down in the empty seat next to a few people, and Tom was placed on the table next to him, suddenly occupying a large empty seat. Feeling someone's gaze, Albert turned his head and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Miss Granger?"
Hermione quickly averted her gaze and refocused her attention on her book.
"You are still as charming as ever." Fred couldn't help but tease, "If you can catch a few more golden snitch for our college, you will definitely be charming."
Albert couldn't help but give Fred a blank look and said casually, "She must have been looking at Tom just now. My cat is always popular with girls."
"That's right." Angelina came over, touched Tom's head, and said to Albert, "I heard from Wood that congratulations on joining the team. We hope to win the Quidditch trophy this year. By the way, Alia and Katie are also official players this year."
"How on earth did you do that?" Fred asked in amazement.
"What and how?" Angelina didn't understand what Fred said.
"This fat cat never lets us touch it." George said with a hint of resentment, "I almost got caught last time."
"Because you're not a woman," Lee Jordan muttered.
"That's because you have bad intentions." Albert glanced at Lee Jordan and said, "Cats have a keener sense than us. If you have bad intentions, they will avoid you."
Of course, although he said this, Albert was actually not quite sure what the situation was.
"Oh, there's one more thing I almost forgot." Angelina, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Albert.
"What's up?"
"When will this year's wizard card competition be held? And you said last time that the wizard cards will be completely replaced this semester. When can we get the new cards
"This..." Albert was very troubled because he was really not prepared. There was nothing he could do as there were too many things to keep him busy.
"Don't forget about this. Everyone is looking forward to it." Angelina said and turned back to the girls' dormitory.
"Don't say you really forgot about this." Li Jordan is still very concerned about the affairs of the Wizard Card Club.
"I couldn't use magic for most of the summer," Albert muttered.
"What?"
Suddenly, they heard an explosion nearby. They all turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound and saw a cloud of black smoke coming out of the teacup in front of a boy with blackened cheeks.
"Cool, is that a new hairstyle?" Lee Jordan looked at the freshman, stood up and walked over, waved his hand at the teacup that was still in Cat Black Smoke, and asked the person next to him with a smile, "What were you doing just now?"
"It's like trying to turn the water in the glass into red wine." The boy with blackened cheeks sitting next to him said uncertainly.
"Hmm?" Fred and George also came over curiously and said with a smile, "By the way, how did he make the cup explode? Maybe we can use this spell sometimes."
"Blow up the toilet?"
“That’s a good idea.”
"If I knew you blew up the toilet... cough!" Percy waved his wand to disperse the smoke, glared at Fred and George, and said to the boy, "Are you okay? If you are injured, you'd better go to the infirmary."
"If you need a hair growth product to make your eyebrows grow back, a bottle of hair growth product worth ten Sickles can easily do the job." Fred did not forget to advertise, "Of course, you can also go to Madam Pomfrey, maybe she can help your eyebrows return to normal."
"Where did you get the hair growth agent?" Li Jordan muttered.
"It's in Albert's medicine box. We can help him sell it. Besides, if it's not available, we can make it ourselves." Fred said without hesitation.
"Are you sure the hair growth tonic you made can be used?" Lee Jordan said and ran away.
Harry, who was playing chess next to him, was stunned, and Ron could not help but cover his face with his hands. He knew that Fred and George were naughty, but he never expected that they would be like this in school.
It was indeed their fault that they had been in trouble with Filch before.