Albert had just finished the Transfiguration class and followed the others to the hall. As he walked through the entrance hall, he saw a group of students gathered around the bulletin board, reading the words on a piece of parchment that had just been nailed up.
"Percy, do you know the content of the announcement?" Albert greeted Percy in the crowd and asked about the information posted on the bulletin board.
"It's about the arrangements during the Easter holidays."
Percy glanced back at the crowded notice board and told Albert what he knew: "Professor McGonagall requires that students who stay on campus during the holidays can only move around in the hall, library, and common rooms of each college."
"This is definitely the worst Easter Hogwarts has ever seen!"
Albert was not surprised. If the control over students was relaxed during the Easter holidays, then what was the point of the previous strict control
Lee Jordan squeezed out of the crowd and couldn't help complaining: "If you ask me, why not just skip the Easter holiday? The situation is the same anyway, and there's no need to do that annoying holiday homework!"
After hearing what Lee Jordan said, Percy frowned and said to the others, "Professor McGonagall did this entirely for everyone's safety, and she has been working hard to keep the school running normally."
“Why not send all the students home for Easter?”
Abbott believes that under the current circumstances, the Easter holiday is definitely a headache, and it is not a good idea to let students stay in school for the holiday. If everyone is forced to go home for Easter, there will be no current troubles.
"The situation is not that bad. Professor McGonagall can't drive all the students away... send them home." Percy originally wanted to use the word "drive away", but felt it was inappropriate, and finally changed his words temporarily.
Since nothing has happened, just keep dragging it on.
Albert was no stranger to this mentality of relying on luck. It would be too late when something goes wrong. This was not just talk.
However, Professor McGonagall tactfully suggested through the notice board that everyone go home for the holidays.
In fact, she did so.
At lunch, Professor McGonagall began to sign the list of students who stayed on campus. It must be said that the information on the notice board was very effective. Many students had reserved seats on the Hogwarts Express and planned to go home for the Easter holidays.
Shanna saw Albert signing the parchment of the students who stayed in school, and finally couldn't help asking: "Are you really not going to go home for Easter?"
"No, I don't plan to go back." Albert made up an excuse and said, "It's almost vacation time anyway, and there's a lot of homework during the Easter vacation. Most of the students who go back will not be able to finish it."
"I don't think anyone believes your lies now." Fred and George looked at Albert with contempt.
If we don't count the students in grades one and two, Albert is probably the one who has the least pressure from holiday homework. They know that Albert was about to finish his holiday homework a few days ago.
"Don't worry, we will keep an eye on him and won't let Albert get attacked." Lee Jordan patted his chest and did not forget to put a flag on Albert's head.
"Shut up and stop making promises." Albert picked up a large piece of potato with a fork and stuffed it directly into Lee Jordan's mouth, blocking what he wanted to say.
Lee Jordan picked up the fork nonchalantly, took a bite of the potato on it, and said incoherently: "I was just talking casually. It's not you who can say whatever you say."
In the blink of an eye, the Easter holiday has begun.
On Saturday morning, many students appeared in the entrance hall in twos and threes, dragging their suitcases, ready to board the Thestrals to Hogsmeade Station.
In fact, without the protection of Professor Dumbledore, many students at Hogwarts School lost their sense of security, and most Muggle wizards were unwilling to stay in school for the holidays.
After most of the students left, the castle suddenly became empty. According to Fred and George, the number of students staying in school for Easter was only slightly more than that for Christmas vacation.
Albert planned to do his homework first, so as not to rush to finish it a few days before the end of the holiday. Although Fred, George and Lee Jordan were reluctant to do their homework right after the holiday, they still went to the library with Albert to do their homework.
Since you have to do it anyway, you naturally have to curry favor with someone.
They also have to pay attention to this matter, as the amount of homework during the Easter holidays every year is overwhelming.
Albert was walking between the bookshelves, looking for some useful materials for his spell thesis. He only had a few papers left to write for his holiday homework.
I don't know how I'm going to fill twelve inches of parchment without enough information to fill it with.
As soon as Albert took a book out of the bookshelf and prepared to read it, he immediately noticed that a note had been stuffed into the book.
He pulled out the note and found that it was written in Chinese: Today.
What is today
After seeing the Chinese words on the note, Albert was silent for a moment, then he understood what it meant.
The attack happened today.
He even left a note to remind himself, obviously something was going to happen.
Albert put the note into the pocket of his robe, then put the book back into the bookshelf and continued to walk around the library. When he reached a place where no one else could see him, he took out the deformed lizard skin bag and took out a small golden medicine bottle from it.
That's the Efficacy Potion, the legendary lucky potion.
At critical moments, it is suitable for saving lives.
In order to ensure that he was safe, Albert always carried these things with him to deal with all possible unexpected events.
He scraped the wax seal on the bottle with his fingernails, pulled out the cork, measured the amount, and took a small sip, about a quarter of the amount, which could bring him a few hours of luck.
As soon as he took the Felixir, Albert could clearly feel the drug starting to take effect.
An extremely uplifting feeling flows through the whole body, as if I have become omnipotent and can accomplish anything easily.
The feeling of being able to do anything and having it all come so easily is truly fascinating.
Of course Albert knew that it was a minor side effect of the Felixir, but as long as he was careful to control it, it was not a big problem compared to the powerful effect of the Felixir itself.
Under the effect of the Felixir, Albert's mind had never been clearer than it was now, and he was confident that he could win. Especially since he had been prepared for this, Albert really didn't know how to lose.
Well, the Felicis, or perhaps it was his intuition that told Albert that the parchment might have other meanings, and he might end up using the time-turner to escape the basilisk's pursuit.
Now, he should go back to his holiday homework and give Ginny Weasley some hints so that she would have time to prepare for the attack.
Albert returned to the group with a few books. While flipping through the materials, he followed the prompting of his Felicia (intuition) and whispered to a few people, "Oh, I almost forgot something. Tomorrow is Easter. Last time someone sent me an invitation to attend the Easter dinner. Now that this has happened, I don't know if Professor McGonagall will agree to let me use the Floo Network to leave the school."
Fred, George and Lee Jordan were already used to Albert going to parties on Easter. At most, they would complain to his face that Albert was sneaking away to eat delicious food again.
Albert pretended not to hear the complaints from the others and continued to work on his spells paper. He glanced at Ginny Weasley not far away and muttered in his heart: "Tom, don't let me down!"
The spell paper was completed faster than expected. Albert handed the paper to Fred, politely declined several roommates' intention (wanting to take the opportunity to be lazy) to accompany him to find Professor McGonagall, and left the library alone and went to Professor McGonagall's office.
The journey from the library to Professor McGonagall's office was short, but it was undoubtedly a great opportunity for Tom Riddle.
Albert was naturally well aware of the danger of this journey, because this was the best opportunity he created for Tom Riddle to attack.
As soon as he left the library, Albert took out a map from his pocket and locked onto Ginny Weasley's exact location.
Ginny was in the abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor, and the unfortunate Miss Ghost had apparently been petrified.
Albert raised a faint smile and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office. Along the way, there was a ghost patrolling the corridor, but the ghost's position had not changed. Albert suspected that he had been attacked by the basilisk.
When he reached a corridor near the staircase between the second and third floors, Albert began to slow down his pace. His intuition told him that he should stop. Albert couldn't help but squint his eyes and look towards the corner. He could feel a deep malice coming from the corner at the end of the corridor.
This was the first time Albert had this feeling. The hair all over his body stood up and a sense of crisis of death rose in his heart.
The elixir of fortune could not bring him real luck, but it greatly enhanced Albert's abilities in all aspects and magnified his five senses.
His intuition told him that he could not go there, otherwise he might die here.
He stopped, reached into his pocket and took out the hot detection ball, and a malicious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Tom Riddle was probably waiting for her on the other side of the corner, along with the basilisk from the Chamber of Secrets.
As long as I pass the corner, I will definitely run into the basilisk, and the result can be imagined.
Tom Riddle was watching him, waiting for him to take the bait, and wasn't he the same
"Come on, the game begins!"
Albert took a deep breath, suppressed his violently beating heart, reached out from the package at his waist and took out the things he had specially prepared for the basilisk. He turned around and walked back without hesitation, and began to move along the predetermined route.
He knew that the moment he turned around, Tom Riddle, who was tracking him with the Footprint Spell, must have a particularly interesting expression on his face.