The day before school started, the weather turned terrible.
There was a snowstorm over London, and the Andersons took a long time to get to King's Cross Station. The platform was deserted, and no one wanted to stay and freeze. Albert hurried across Platform Nine and Three-Quarters and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
The situation inside the train was actually not much better than outside. The old train did not provide heating, and all the students huddled together and shivered.
Albert dragged his suitcase around the corridor for a while and found Lee Jordan warming himself by the fire in the carriage. When Albert opened the door of the carriage, the guy was putting his hands on a glass bottle to warm himself by the fire.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Albert entered the carriage, closed the door with his backhand, and took out the wand from his pocket, turned it into a cup for himself, poured a cup of milk tea into it, and took a sip to warm up his body.
"Is it fun in Italy?" Lee Jordan picked up the thermos that Albert had placed on the table and poured himself a cup.
The blizzard outside was getting stronger. Even though they had prepared a brazier for themselves, they still had to wrap themselves more tightly with thick cloaks.
"Italy is warmer than here. It's perfect for a vacation." Albert held the cup in both hands and yawned lazily. He suddenly regretted not riding in the same carriage with Isobel.
"That's great." Lee Jordan was a little jealous. "It feels like you are different from before."
"What about glutinous rice wine?" Albert changed the subject.
I wondered, can boys be the same as men
"That stuff is really good. I followed your method and heated it in water. It makes me warm all over when I drink it. It's much better than butter beer. When can I get some more?" Lee Jordan was very surprised when he received Albert's glutinous rice wine. He never thought that Albert could actually brew wine.
Albert said unhappily, "I brewed it for my own drinking. There will be no more stock after the delivery."
"Are you planning to sell this kind of wine in the future?"
“I have no plans for now.”
Albert used magic to create more blue braziers to make the carriage warmer.
The journey was very difficult, especially the carriage ride back to Hogwarts Castle, which was a complete disaster.
The students hurried back to their respective lounges, trying to find a warm place to warm themselves by the fire.
The Gryffindor fireplace was soon filled with students, and everyone wanted to grab a good seat. Albert looked at the Weasley brothers who greeted him enthusiastically with a very strange expression. He asked, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have to fart, fart quickly."
"Do you have any more wine? Give us a few more bottles." The twin brothers all like glutinous rice wine. It tastes very sweet and doesn't taste like wine at all. Instead, it's like a drink.
"Let's not talk about that for now. Albert said he brought us Italian specialties." Lee Jordan stopped the Weasley brothers who wanted to continue nagging. He couldn't wait to see what specialties Albert brought them.
He asked about it when he was on the train, but unfortunately Albert said that he would have to gather all four of them before he could take it out.
"Okay, it's casu marzu cheese." Albert said with a smile.
"Cheese?" George was a little confused. He never expected that Albert would give them cheese.
"Is it tasty?"
This was their first reaction when they heard Albert was going to buy them casu marzu cheese. They all knew that Albert loved gourmet food.
"I don't know. It's said to be a specialty from there. I thought it might, should, probably not be too bad, so I bought it." Albert said as he took out the gift he bought in Italy from the package and put it on the table.
The three of them put their faces close together and finally played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would open Albert's package.
"Then I cut it open!"
Fred got a knife, fork and plate from somewhere, ready to try a piece later.
"Cut it open!" Albert smiled and gave them some scientific advice, "Eat Casu Marzu cheese with Sardinian bread and Italian Cannonau red wine."
When Fred cut the casu marzu cheese, the expressions of the three people were all frozen.
There were actually maggots in the cheese, and the number of them was alarming.
Fred felt the food in his stomach churning and suddenly he lost his appetite.
"Is this thing broken?" George asked uncertainly. He poked the maggot with his knife and fork and found that it could jump twice its body length.
"It's not bad. If the maggots aren't moving, it means the cheese is poisonous," Albert said seriously.
“You bastard!”
Now, all three of them knew that Albert did it on purpose.
"How about you try it first?" Fred asked unhappily.
"No, I plan to give it to someone else." Albert waved his wand and the cheese returned to its original shape.
"Who are you going to send it to?" The three of them were a little excited.
"Snape or Lockhart." Albert said without hesitation, "Valentine's Day is coming soon. We can pretend it's a gift from a book fan to Lockhart. Well, it should be a specialty sent to Lockhart by an enthusiastic book fan from Italy."
"I suddenly look forward to what expression Lockhart will show when he receives it." At this moment, the four of them showed malicious expressions.
After dinner, Albert left his three roommates behind and went into the Room of Requirement alone to check on the Horcruxes.
After coming out of the Room of Requirement, I began to think about how to deal with the basilisk.
There is no way. Albert is very afraid of death now. He has just started to enjoy his life and no one wants to die.
At Hogwarts School, nothing could threaten his life except the basilisk.
As he thought about it, Albert walked towards the school hospital.
Hermione is still in the hospital, what a bad luck.
Albert met a familiar figure at the entrance of the school hospital and greeted him with a smile: "Good evening, Professor Lockhart, why are you here?"
"Good evening, Mr. Anderson. I heard that Miss Granger was in the hospital, so I came to visit her." Lockhart said with a smile, "You know, the attack has caused panic among the people."
"Is she okay?"
"It's okay, just a little trouble." Lockhart walked away.
Albert greeted Madam Pomfrey before walking outside the curtain and whispered, "I heard you were sick."
"It's terrible, we've screwed up so badly," said Hermione dejectedly when Harry and Ron came back and told her what had happened in the Slytherin common room.
"Can I come in?" Albert asked.
"No." Hermione shook her head. She didn't want Albert to see her like this.
Madam Pomfrey drew curtains around her to prevent others from seeing her hairy face and to avoid her feeling ashamed.
"I won't laugh at you, and even if you didn't say it, I would have guessed it." Albert walked to the curtain around Hermione's bed, pulled it aside and walked in. Looking at Hermione with cat hair on her face, he said, "Do you want to become a cat? With a cat tail? Oh, sorry, I'm just a little curious."
Hermione glared at Albert aggrievedly.
"I also brought you a gift." He took out a package from his pocket and put it on the table. "You will like it."
Hermione's attention was distracted.
"What's this?" Albert glanced at the greeting card hidden under the pillow with a strange expression. He already knew who it was from. Before Hermione hid it again, he took it out, opened it and read softly:
"To Miss Granger, I hope you get well soon. Your caring teacher is Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, Third Class Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and five-time winner of the Most Charming Smile Award from Witch Weekly."
"A greeting card?" Albert asked quietly.
Hermione opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Albert said, "I understand. Celebrity chasing is very common in the Muggle world. After all, Professor Lockhart is very handsome and writes good books. It is normal for him to be admired by everyone. In fact, I am also a fan of Professor Lockhart's books."
"Really?" Hermione's eyes lit up.
"Really." Albert nodded, and before Hermione could speak, he continued, "By the way, I have a question."
"What's the problem?"
"Do you admire me and like me?" Albert looked at the stunned Hermione and was very satisfied with what he had just said. "Is it because I am not as handsome as Lockhart?"
"People don't like someone just because they're handsome!" Hermione muttered under her breath, and even he didn't believe it.
"No, no, everyone just likes my handsomeness and fame." Albert looked Hermione up and down and said with a smile, "Someone once said something similar to me."
"Your girlfriend?" Hermione asked tentatively.
Before Albert could answer, Madam Pomfrey brought Hermione the medicine she would take in the evening, interrupted their conversation, and signaled to Albert that the visiting hours were over.
"It's my sister." Albert smiled and walked away.