Albert suddenly opened his eyes. Just now, he had a terrible nightmare. He dreamed that he was almost suffocated to death while being intimate with Hermione Granger.
Well, he admitted that this erotic and weird nightmare was extremely absurd.
When Albert opened his eyes and woke up, he realized that the culprit of this nightmare was sleeping next to him. Tom the Fat Cat's tail had landed on Albert's face and covered his nose.
Sure enough, allowing Tom to go to bed after taking a shower was a big mistake.
"Never again!" Albert muttered, brushed Tom's tail away, sat up, reached out and twisted the fat cat up, and said seriously: "Go back to your cat bed and sleep."
Tom closed his eyes, opened his mouth, yawned, and continued to sleep.
Winter is here, and this guy is even lazier than me.
By the way, today seems to be Halloween Eve.
There will be troll incidents.
The friendship of the three saviors also began from today.
Albert suddenly realized why he had that nightmare.
I really thought too much!
After all, the story has just begun. If the relationship between the trio is directly ruined because of a slight flap of wings by a little butterfly like me, then there will be trouble next.
Although Albert is a time traveler with a system and knowledge of the plot, and can control many things, it does not mean that he is willing to get involved and be the vanguard against Voldemort. There is nothing wrong with surviving until the end and getting all the benefits.
So, Harry Potter is still very important.
There would be nothing wrong with things going according to the original plot, and Hermione and Ron, as members of the three saviors, are naturally indispensable. At least Hermione is indispensable. Without her intellectual support, Harry Potter's courage might really turn into recklessness.
"What’s wrong with you?"
George was awakened by Albert's movements, tilted his head and yawned and asked.
"Nothing." Albert said casually, "I just had a nightmare."
"You have nightmares too?" Fred climbed out of bed and teased with a smile.
"What are you guys arguing about so early in the morning?" Lee Jordan covered his face to hold back several yawns, turned over and prepared to go back to sleep, but was hit on the head by Fred's pillow. He sat up angrily and glared at Fred.
Fred turned his head away and pointed in Albert's direction.
"Asshole, am I that easy to fool?" The two started quarreling, and pillows flew everywhere.
"Be careful not to catch a cold." Albert muttered. He put on his clothes and walked to the window to look outside. The glass was covered with a layer of mist. He opened the window and let the cold wind in. It had started snowing outside.
Several people who were quarreling in the room shuddered together, and a pillow flew over and hit Albert on the back.
"Close the window, bastard."
After a while, everyone got up and got dressed.
"What prizes are you going to give out for this year's second Wizard Card Competition?" Lee Jordan asked with a smile.
"Ten Galleons, or..." Albert thought for a moment and replied, "How about an exquisite communication bookmark?"
"Nothing new." Fred was putting on his socks. "How about a nice deck of wizard cards?"
"I have no objection if you make it." Albert looked at Fred and said with a smile.
"I hope tonight's performance will be more interesting." Fred immediately changed the subject, causing laughter from several of his companions.
Tom was awakened by the laughter. He looked at the crazy shit shovelers in the room with a puzzled look. After taking a look, he began to rub Albert's hand to beg for food.
"Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, you're almost turning into a pig." Albert complained, poking Tom's head with his finger.
Soon after, several people entered the hall together. The air was filled with the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin.
Early in the morning, they had pumpkin pancakes and honey-roasted pumpkin to eat.
That's awesome.
However, the good mood of the four did not last long. Wood brought a letter and told everyone that Mario, Danny and Jack might not be able to come to Hogwarts to perform.
A few days ago, the three of them had a small conflict with several wizards at a performance, and as a result, Danny and Jack were hit by a curse and are now lying in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
What terrible news.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"I have a feeling that this year's Halloween party won't go well." Albert muttered quietly while eating roasted pumpkin with honey.
"It's over!" Fred covered his face with his hands.
"It's over." George covered his face.
"It's over." Li Qiaodan also covered his face.
The actions of the three people amused everyone.
"That's enough for you." Albert said speechlessly.
"Don't worry, even if there's no circus performance, there's still the performance of the Headless Hunters." When Nearly Headless Nick passed by, he heard the conversation between several people and spoke out to comfort them.
"The Headless Hunters, what is that?" George asked curiously.
"Ghosts, a group of ghosts whose heads and bodies have been separated." Nick said, "I'm considering whether to apply to join the hunter team."
"Oh, I'm looking forward to it." Albert said. Of course, he didn't really care what the Headless Hunters were. In Albert's limited memory, he had no impression of them.
Well, in Harry's second year, there was a ghost party, maybe...
I don’t remember, and I guess it’s not something important.
In the following time, everyone was discussing the performance of the Headless Hunter Team, a ghost performance, which they had never encountered before. Amid the discussion, they went to the Potions classroom.
Potions class was not very pleasant, Snape still liked to make trouble for Gryffindor students as usual, especially when Slytherin and Gryffindor were in the same class.
However, Snape basically would not cause trouble for Albert, after all, it was difficult to find an excuse. But Fred, George and Lee Jordan were unlucky. It was not the first or second time that they were called up to answer questions and were deliberately embarrassed.
The three of them have now developed thick skin and simply admitted that they don't know the answer, letting Professor Snape say a few words and deducting a few points from Gryffindor.
Amid the laughter of the Slytherin students, Fred narrowed his eyes dangerously, as if he was considering how to deal with them.
After class, the three of them scolded the old bat as usual.
"Uh, don't be angry, let me tell you, that person might have some bad luck today."
"What bad luck."
"He might see blood." Albert raised his eyebrows and said, "A bloody disaster."
“That’s really great.”
"If I were you, I wouldn't pretend that I could tell fortunes and say some scary words." Snape appeared behind them at some point, and his cold voice rang in their ears.
"Good morning, professor." Albert said with a smile.
"Ten points deducted from Gryffindor. It's not a good habit to talk about others behind their backs, Weasley." Snape glanced at Fred and George, then his eyes fell on Albert, and then he walked away quickly.
"When did he come here?" Lee Jordan asked suddenly, like an old bat, walking without making any sound.
"Just now." Albert said suddenly.
"Then why didn't you remind me?" Fred couldn't help but complain.
"I want him to hear that he is going to be in trouble." Albert narrowed his eyes and said happily. He vaguely remembered that Snape seemed to have been bitten by a dog, probably today.
When they heard Albert say that Snape would be unlucky today, the three people's originally bad mood was instantly swept away, and they all sincerely wished that the old bat would have more bad luck in their hearts.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon was cancelled in advance because of the party on Halloween Eve, so the students had plenty of time to go to the library to finish their homework for today's Potions class.
Fred, George and Lee Jordan originally didn't want to go to the library to do their homework right away, but in the end, in order to complete their homework more easily, they compromised with Albert and followed him to the library.
"What's wrong with your relationship with her?" Lee Jordan looked at Katrina and asked Albert in a low voice.
The Ravenclaw genius used to sit with Albert and do homework together. However, since the last trip to Hogsmeade, there seemed to be some problems between the two.
"Nothing." Albert shrugged and continued to look up Fig's thesis materials.
It was already 5:30 in the afternoon when they left the library. Fred and George were surprised to find that they could actually stick to doing their homework for several hours.
As for the unlucky Lee Jordan, he was kicked out of the library by Madam Pince with a feather duster because he was eating Beebe Every Flavour Beans in the library.
"You didn't do that on purpose!" When Lee Jordan took the homework that was just finished and still warm from Fred and George, the two suddenly realized the problem. How could Lee Jordan do such a stupid thing
Then, there is only one possible truth.
"Oh, don't talk nonsense, I'm just unlucky." Lee Jordan happily stuffed the two pieces of parchment into his schoolbag and argued with a smile.
"I misjudged you."
"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
"Give us our homework back."
"Ahem, what are you doing?" Lee Jordan tried to divert Fred and George's attention, and turned his head to look at Albert who was staring at the Marauder's Map.
"Nothing." Albert put away the Marauder's Map.
"You don't act like it's nothing." George raised an eyebrow.
"Don't be distracted by that bastard Lee Jordan," Fred warned.
"Let's go to the hall." Albert obviously didn't want to talk about this topic.
Miss Hermione Granger is still in the Gryffindor common room. He is not sure whether what happens next will develop according to the plot. Although history has a certain inevitability, Albert dare not make a judgment.
Of course, just now, Albert had decided that if these things did not happen according to the plot, he would make them happen.
After all, it was just a simple thing.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Albert, Fred, George and Lee Jordan walked through the foyer together and poured into the auditorium with the other students.
Above everyone's heads, thousands of bats were circling and dancing around the pumpkin lanterns above the dining table, like low dark clouds.
After Dumbledore said a few words, the banquet began. The delicious food suddenly appeared on the golden plate, just like the previous banquets, except that there were several more exquisite pumpkin dishes at the Halloween dinner.
After the dinner began, the ghosts of Hogwarts crawled out from under the table and slid across the long table in a line, causing the candles in the pumpkin bellies on the table to flicker with blue candlelight.
After the ghosts appeared, the Headless Hunters rushed into the auditorium from all directions on ghost horses. The sound of broken glass was drowned out by the neighing of horses and the strange cries of ghosts.
A group of headless knights threw their heads around as if they were balls and ran over the students' heads, dazzling everyone.
"Aren't you feeling dizzy?" Fred couldn't help but ask as he looked at the skull that fell on the table.
"Won't."
Just as he finished speaking, a headless knight ran across the table, picked up his head, and left with the other headless knights.
"That scene just now was so scary!" Sana couldn't help but mutter.
There was no way. The head just fell on the plate of food in front of Sana, and now she didn't dare to touch the food.
"Don't worry, the ghosts passing through the food won't affect them," Nick comforted.
"What was that called?" George asked.
"The horseback head show looks very interesting, doesn't it? I hope I can join the Headless Hunter Team next year." Nick said expectantly as he floated past them.
"Nick definitely can't join the Headless Hunter Team. After all, his head is still on his head." Albert said to Lee Jordan beside him after Nick left.
"If Nick knew that he couldn't join the Headless Hunter because of what you said, he would definitely be so angry that he wouldn't let you go." Lee Jordan mourned for Nick in his heart for a few seconds.
As Albert quickly finished the food on his plate, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the restaurant with a look of horror on his face.
"What do you think happened?"
"Something must have happened."
Albert put a piece of cut steak into his mouth and said casually.
"You have a really disgusting mouth." Fred stared at Professor Quirrell, wanting to know what was going on.
In fact, everyone was staring at Professor Quirrell.
They vaguely heard something like "troll", and then saw Professor Quirrell fall to the ground and faint.
The restaurant suddenly became chaotic. Everyone stood up, their faces filled with surprise and uneasiness. Only Albert was still sitting at the table eating his steak.
"It seems that a troll has broken into the castle. How can you still eat there in peace?" Sana looked at Albert speechlessly.
"What are you afraid of? The principal and professors are here. There's nothing to be afraid of even if a group of trolls come." Albert swallowed a small piece of steak and said calmly.
Shanna was speechless, but Albert's words seemed to make sense.
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of fireworks exploding in the hall. Everyone turned their heads to look at Dumbledore and fell silent again.
Dumbledore asked the prefects to lead the students back to their respective common rooms.
Everyone rushed to the entrance of the hall and huddled together there.
"Are they going to see the troll?" Albert muttered. "That stuff stinks so bad that it might make you vomit up what you just ate."
Fred, George, and Lee Jordan looked at each other and sat down again to eat and discuss how the troll had gotten into the castle.
As they had killed giant monsters before, they were not worried at all about encountering those stupid guys again, so the four of them were very calm now.
However, although they had seen trolls in the Forbidden Forest, they were also curious about how those stupid and brainless guys broke into Hogwarts Castle.
"Perhaps Peeves put the troll in there to make Halloween more fun."
"Everyone has left, what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall frowned as she looked at the four people who were still eating and chatting. "Hurry up and go back to the Gryffindor common room."
"Okay, professor, I'll leave after I finish my steak." Albert said calmly.
Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all put their hands over their mouths to stifle their laughter.