"Did you find the cat?"
George heard a noise at the door and turned to look at Albert who had just entered the room.
“Found it.”
Albert pulled a towel from the seat and wiped the dust off Tom's foot pad. Then he put the cat down and began to consider whether to prepare a cat climbing frame for it.
This thing has never been used at home. It is very simple to use magic to make a cat climbing frame at school, but I don’t know if it can withstand Tom’s weight.
"Oh, there's one more thing."
While stroking the cat's head, Albert told his three roommates about Harry and Ron's preparation for a duel with Malfoy.
"That annoying brat from the Malfoy family?"
Fred and George looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts. They decided to use this incident to teach Malfoy a lesson.
"Duel? They are not you." Lee Jordan said with interest: "The freshmen have just arrived. The most they can do is use their wands to shoot sparks at each other."
"I dare say that if there is no reaction when they wave their wands, they will throw away their wands and punch the other person directly, just like the last duel with Truman, knocking the person down first and then talking about it." Lee Jordan was very interested and wanted to watch this duel.
"No, we can't just leave them alone, and we can't let Harry and Ron suffer." Fred and George said righteously, "We should give Harry some support and teach Malfoy a lesson."
"Don't be silly, this is probably a trap. Malfoy will most likely stand Harry and Ron up." Albert held back a yawn with his hand and rolled his eyes at the three eager people. "They will probably be caught by Filch and put in detention. This is Malfoy's goal."
"Aren't you going?" The three of them looked at Albert.
"No, I'm sleepy, good night." Albert was getting ready to go to bed.
As for what his few scumbag roommates wanted to do, he didn't want to care. Playing hide-and-seek with Filch would get boring after playing for too long.
"Okay, then we'll go by ourselves." Fred was a little disappointed.
"Good night."
Albert picked up Tom, who was about to climb onto the bed, and put him back into his cat bed.
The next morning, Fred, George and Lee Jordan all had dark circles under their eyes. Although they looked tired, they were all smiling.
As soon as the three woke up, they began to tell Albert about their great achievements last night. Not only did they help Gryffindor avoid the crisis of being deducted a lot of points, they also played hide-and-seek with Filch, using the screaming inflatable skeleton bought from Zonko's shop to trick him again.
Last night was a great victory for Fred, George and Lee Jordan.
Yes, great victory.
The only regret was that they were unable to play a trick on Malfoy. They were just discussing this matter and how to teach that sinister guy a lesson.
For this reason, the three had to ask for advice from Albert, who was more sinister and smarter.
Dragging Malfoy into the bathroom, beating him up, and shoving his head into the toilet would definitely not work.
Finally, Albert gave the three people an idea to carry out a targeted explosion on the toilet when Malfoy was using it.
This idea was undoubtedly well received by the Weasley twins. They already had the idea of blowing up a toilet, and they hit it off immediately.
It’s very interesting to think about how Malfoy would react if one day the toilet exploded while he was using it.
As for how to put it into action, it remains to be discussed and planned.
The four of them were not in a hurry, as there was still a lot of time.
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"I suspect Filch knows who did it." Albert was spreading jam on his bread. Filch had been watching them from the moment they entered the restaurant. Harry and Ron also enjoyed the attention.
Filch obviously knew who was wandering around the castle last night, but he didn't catch anyone, which made the administrator very unhappy.
"He has no evidence, so he can't do anything to us." George said to Lee Jordan beside him, "Pass me the peanut butter."
The latter was not paying attention and was eavesdropping on Harry and Ron's conversation. This guy preferred eavesdropping on gossip.
"That thing is either extremely valuable or extremely dangerous." Ron ate absent-mindedly, not noticing that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.
"Or both," said Harry.
"What is so precious and so dangerous?" Fred asked, suppressing a yawn.
"What's that next to you?" Ron asked, changing the subject.
"New wizard cards." Fred said after looking at the results of last night. Those were three sets of wizard cards prepared for other colleges.
"Can you give us a copy?" Harry also wanted to see the cards of the other members of the wizard deck.
"No, Harry, this is for club members. You are not members of the club yet, unless you are willing to join the Wizarding Card Club." George spread a thick layer of peanut butter on his bread, took a bite and said, "Of course, you can go to Lee Jordan to sign up."
"Would you like to join? We hold activities during the weekend break at the end of every month." Lee Jordan introduced with a smile, "This year we will hold the second Wizard Card Competition. Although the prize has not been determined yet, it will definitely not be worse than last year's championship prize of ten Galleons."
"Wow, you are so rich!" Ron opened his mouth in surprise.
"You are wrong. It's not us who are rich, it's Albert who is rich." Fred raised his hand and pointed at Albert.
"Can we join in, too?" Ron was tempted. No one can resist money.
"Yes, the wizard card competition is open to the whole school. You don't have to join a club to participate. But if you don't join a club, you will usually be eliminated in the first round." Lee Jordan reminded kindly.
"Why?" Ron asked stupidly.
"Of course it's because we lost," Fred said as a matter of course.
"Harry, let's join in."
"Can Quidditch practice?"
"Don't worry, it won't affect anything." Li Jordan comforted him. If they could get Harry in, more students would be curious and join in. This would be a quick sign!
"You broke into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor yesterday, right?" Albert lowered his voice and said, "Last time, Clown's leg was almost bitten off, and he is still lying in the hospital."
Harry and Ron stared at Albert in disbelief with their mouths open.
Fred, George and Lee Jordan were also very curious. They didn't understand how Albert knew about this.
"The things that are strictly guarded inside are Dumbledore's treasures, not yours." Albert warned, "Don't joke with your own life."
"I think he's right." Neville sat down opposite Harry with a plate in his hand. As one of the participants in last night's incident, he now just wanted to stay away from the big dog.
"Can I join the Wizard Card Club?" he suddenly asked Albert.
"Of course." Lee Jordan greeted the boy who lost his toad and said, "You will find wizard cards interesting. It is more interesting to play games with others."
"How do you know we went to the restricted area on the fourth floor?" Harry couldn't help but ask.
"That thing is either extremely valuable or extremely dangerous." Albert repeated what Ron had just said, "Only the treasure in the restricted area on the fourth floor fits the bill."
At this moment, Harry felt that he had asked a stupid question.
When Neville came back, he also brought back a box of wizard cards.
"Fred gave it to you?"
Ron's expression looked unhappy. His two brothers were unwilling to give him one.
"No, he said it was just to make up the numbers temporarily. Once I'm familiar with the wizard cards, I'll ask someone to help make a copy," Neville explained.
"You know him?"
Harry took the card and asked Neville who was sitting next to him with a plate.
"We met on the train. Mr. Anderson helped me find Rafe at that time." Neville had a good impression of Albert. Besides, Albert himself had a good reputation in Gryffindor, a good personality, good grades, and was a genius.
"By the way, Harry, I heard from others that Mr. Albert helped Gryffindor House win the Quidditch trophy when he was in the first year." Neville now admires Albert a little bit.
"That person also made a prophecy about you."
"I thought you weren't talking to us anymore." Ron's tone was unfriendly. He didn't like Hermione's character very much.
"What prophecy?" Harry couldn't help asking.
"I heard that Mr. Anderson said last year that you would be in Gryffindor College and become Gryffindor's Seeker." Hermione, who had always had a sullen face, ignored Ron and said to Harry.
"Could Albert predict the future?" Ron looked at Albert who was talking to other college leaders.
"That's true, he did say that. I don't think there's any doubt about it. He's a genius in every field. He's said to have published many articles in various magazines, and he's also co-authored a book on ancient magic." Hermione also admired Albert a little. There was nothing she could do, the other party was just too good, he was simply another replica of Dumbledore.
In school, except for a few guys who disliked Albert, almost everyone had a good impression of him: a genius, approachable, friendly, polite, quiet, hungry for knowledge, and willing to help others when he had time.
Of course, this was even more true in the eyes of Gryffindor, who all knew that Albert often added extra points to the school. In addition, with the two mischievous Weasley brothers as a comparison, Albert's image was even more prominent.
After Albert distributed the three sets of wizard cards to the heads of other colleges, he turned his head and looked at Fred who was poking him in the ribs with his arm.
At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by the long and thin package carried by six long-eared owls, and everyone wanted to know what was in the package.
Finally, a few owls circled down and landed right in front of Harry Potter, and finally dropped a letter. Harry read the letter, took the things and hurried away.
"What do you think is in the package?" Fred turned his head and asked Albert.
"It should be a flying broom. We can guess it by looking at the size of the package. It was probably bought by Professor McGonagall for Potter." Albert looked towards the teachers' seats where Professor McGonagall was looking.
"What do you think it is?" Lee Jordan asked again, watching Harry and Ron disappear from the viewer's sight.
"It's probably the newly released Nimbus 2000. Want to make a bet?" Albert looked at his three roommates with a half-smile.
"Forget it." Lee Jordan shook his head and refused. It is better not to make a bet that is bound to lose.
"very nice."
"I want it, too."