Qi Luo is finally dead!
The time for Voldemort to recover his magic was delayed.
The savior Harry Potter who accomplished all these things is now lying in the hospital and has not yet woken up from his coma.
Of course, all this is still a secret for now, but Albert knows that it will soon no longer be a secret.
In Hogwarts Castle, secrets always spread along with rumors, and soon everyone in the school knows everything.
However, Albert didn't pay much attention to this issue.
Just after the exam, the next thing is a lazy vacation.
Albert got up late this morning because he stayed up late last night. After breakfast, he took his cat for a walk by the lake.
At this moment, Tom was rolling on the grass, occasionally crawling to Albert's side and rubbing his hand with his head.
After realizing that Albert's attention was not on him, Tom used his furry body to cover the two-way mirror in Albert's hand.
Albert raised his hand and touched Tom's head, then continued to listen to the report from the house-elf, Bit.
Under Albert's command, the house-elves had already come to the forbidden forest outside Hogwarts Castle to scout the area in advance.
Early this morning, after Albert confirmed that Dumbledore had sent Harry to the hospital, he asked Beetee, who was ready, to immediately go and dig up the several Galleons that Quirrell had buried under the tree.
Thanks to the hardworking and obedient house-elf, Albert had successfully recovered all the Galleons he had earned from Quirrell.
According to Beetee's report, the four bags of Galleons did have some problems. One of the bags was cast with some kind of tracking magic. In addition, three fake Galleons had traces of unknown black magic.
Because of Albert's strict requirements, Bit wore dragon leather gloves throughout the process and was not affected by the black magic. Those cursed items were naturally buried again according to Albert's requirements.
In total he collected 797 Galleons.
I have to say that Qi Luo still keeps his promises.
Of course, it is also possible that he discovered that no one had dug out the Garlons, and planned to take the Garlons back after obtaining the Philosopher's Stone.
Unfortunately, he never expected that the other party was going to wait until he died before digging.
At Albert's request, the house-elves stored most of the Galleons in Gringotts.
By the way, the cost of using Gringotts's ordinary vault is at least 500 Galleons.
According to Albert's understanding, it is difficult for most Muggle wizards to have their own vault in Gringotts after graduation. There is no other way, the rental price is too expensive, and they usually don't have many Galleons to store in the vault.
It was a little unexpected for Albert that Bit successfully helped him with the vault business. He thought he had to go there himself, but he didn't expect the goblin to do it for him directly.
In fact, the goblins at Gringotts didn't really care who kept money with them, not to mention that house-elf servants were usually a symbol of an ancient family.
As long as there is no bad intention, even the Dark Lord will not be turned away.
Of course, the goblins didn't dare to do that.
"Qiluo is such a good man." Albert touched Tom's belly and sighed again, "Don't you think so, Tom?"
However, from this experience, Albert also felt how difficult it was to earn Galleons in the magic world. It should be said that money is difficult to earn no matter where you are.
If you want to get rich, you have to rely on windfall. It is basically difficult to make a fortune through regular business.
Most of the gold coins that were originally accumulated were stained with blood.
Of course, Albert was just expressing his feelings a little bit, as he had already left the stage of worrying about making money.
I have to say, the predictions are really good.
Don't abuse it though.
With Galleons, Albert never treated the people who followed him badly. After a busy night, the house-elf Bit was rewarded by his master and gained control of a small amount of Galleons. He needed to make himself look presentable.
As for the so-called clothes on Bit, they were designed by Albert.
He cut three holes in a piece of cloth, then put the cloth over his body, tied it with a belt, and then trimmed it briefly.
This is Bit's latest "clothes". There is no other way, house-elves have a rule that they cannot wear clothes, so in order to make Bit look more decent, Albert helped him get a piece of clothing that is not clothes.
This method of buying over the buyer's pet elf was particularly effective. Bit burst into tears in the two-way mirror, and his loyalty to Albert reached the maximum.
House-elves would also like to have a good home.
Albert stuffed the two-way mirror back into the leather bag of the deformed lizard with satisfaction, happily pulled a piece of grass from the ground, and began to play with Tom.
When Tom got tired of playing, he took out a book, sat on the chair he had created and started reading, enjoying this moment of tranquility.
However, this tranquility did not last long and was soon interrupted by a burst of hurried footsteps.
The Gryffindor Quidditch captain came over here breathlessly, his cheeks flushed red from running too fast.
"What's wrong with you?" Albert asked knowingly. He hoped to get a new mission from Wood.
Harry Potter was in hospital, and the only person who could help Gryffindor win the Quidditch game was himself, the backup Seeker.
Of course, Albert was not absolutely confident. He hadn't played Quidditch for a long time, and no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't think that a half-baked player like him could easily beat others on the court.
"Potter, Harry Potter is sick and in the hospital, and he's still unconscious." Wood said breathlessly.
"I remember your relationship was not very tense?" Albert pretended to be surprised and said, "Porter is unconscious, why are you in such a hurry?"
Wood was choked by Albert's words and was speechless.
Last time, after Harry caused Gryffindor House to lose a lot of points, everyone began to be hostile to the three of them and spoke ill of them everywhere. It was said that the Quidditch players called Potter "Seeker".
Fred and George had told him this.
"What Madam Pomfrey said." Albert closed the book and stopped bothering Wood.
"Madam Pomfrey doesn't know when he will wake up." Wood looked very upset. "We need your help. There will be a Quidditch match tomorrow. If he can't wake up..."
"Don't be nervous, Harry might wake up soon." Albert comforted casually, "You have to believe in Madam Pomfrey's ability."
"No, no, I can't pin my hopes on this. I want you to come with me to the Quidditch field for emergency training. After all, you are a candidate for Gryffindor Seeker."
"Even if you say that, I may not be able to catch the Golden Snitch." Albert put his hand up to cover a yawn, "You should have some confidence in Harry."
Wood was almost going crazy.
The Quidditch trophy that was about to be in my hands was actually going to fly away like this
No, he would never tolerate such a thing happening, absolutely not!
Albert suppressed a yawn and changed the subject: "Do you know why Harry suddenly became ill and fell into a coma?"
"This... I'm not sure."
After learning that Harry was unconscious, Wood was almost going crazy and went to find Albert immediately. How could he have any other thoughts to think about these issues
"Let's go visit Harry!" Albert thought for a moment and asked, "What should I bring to see the doctor? Hmm, it seems like carnations, right?"
"I'm begging you. You're also a member of the team. You don't want us to lose the game for no reason!" Wood reached out and grabbed Albert's hand, staring into his eyes and said seriously.
At this moment, Albert finally triggered a new task, and he agreed to Wood with satisfaction, saying that he would try his best, but before that, Albert needed to go back to the castle to get the broom and visit Harry Potter by the way.
This person is a good person. He has helped me solve so many problems. I would feel embarrassed if I don’t visit him.
Well, in addition to carnations, give Harry a nice guy card!