The next morning, Albert opened his eyes and suddenly sat up in bed, gasping for breath.
He just had a nightmare.
He dreamed that on his wedding night, Katrina turned into the bride and almost suffocated him with her breasts.
"Don't... wake me up in that way again, okay?" Albert looked at the culprit who caused his nightmare, stretched out his hand to hold Tom in front of him, and said to the cat face word by word, "Go run on your own, you should lose weight."
Meow!
After Tom Cat was put down, he squatted beside the bed, scratching his ears with his paws, staring at Albert with his cute eyes.
"Being cute won't work. Go exercise. You're almost too fat to walk. Don't try to be lazy. I'll have the house elves keep an eye on you."
Albert got out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and opened the window, letting in a gust of cold wind.
The rain stopped last night, but the sky was still gray and a cold mist shrouded Hogwarts Castle.
The mist must be caused by the activity of the Dementors.
It seems that it will be difficult to see the sun for some time.
"Good morning! You get up really early today. Oh, damn, could you please close the window first?" Fred climbed out of the bed, stretched lazily, and was chilled by the cold wind blowing in from the window, so he shrank back into the bed.
"Feel sorry."
Albert smiled, closed the window, and began to tidy up the dormitory, preparing a spacious activity room for Tom.
"The space inside is really big. Can you use the Traceless Extension Charm to expand such a stable space?" George walked to the cat's bed and exclaimed at the enlarged cat cage.
The space inside the cat cage was actually larger than their room or dormitory, and Albert also prepared various toys.
"From now on, we won't have to bring a tent on vacation anymore," Fred joked.
"Not bad. I hope to use the Traceless Extension Charm to open up a wide and stable space. In the future, we can grow the raw materials we need in it and have a comfortable workshop to make those joke props." Albert smiled and described the effect of the Traceless Extension Charm to them.
"It's interesting to think that as long as you open the cabinet, there is a workshop inside." Fred agreed with Albert's point of view. After all, the capacity of a store is limited.
George reminded: "The Ministry of Magic prohibits wizards from abusing the Untraceable Extension Charm."
"As long as no one finds out, the Ministry of Magic won't cause trouble." Lee Jordan said disapprovingly.
"If we want to open a store in the future, raw materials will also be a big problem. It is more cost-effective to grow and cultivate many things by ourselves than to buy them with money." Fred agreed with Albert's point of view. "By the way, can you use weather spells?"
"I learned this from others when I went to France last time." After Albert prepared breakfast for Tom, he locked him in this special cat cage.
"This way, when we open a store in Diagon Alley, we don't have to spend too much money to rent those expensive shops." Lee Jordan felt that this would save a lot of money.
"Believe me, we will graduate from Hogwarts in three years and we will definitely not be short of money." Albert was not worried about the money issue. "But there is one thing we do need to worry about. We can't put those things in the store. Once the joke prop store becomes popular, we will definitely be targeted. So we need to withstand the investigation of the Ministry of Magic."
"You are still as cautious as ever."
"I think it would be nice to have a secret base."
The three of them thought of Gryffindor's secret base deep in the Forbidden Forest. That place was very secretive and had many traps, making it very suitable as a secret base.
When the four of them came to the auditorium to eat, there were not many people in the hall. Professor McGonagall came over with a stack of papers and handed Albert the class schedules for each grade.
"By the way, Anderson, come here for a moment, I have something to tell you." Professor McGonagall said to Albert.
"Please send me the class schedule so that I don't make any mistakes."
After Albert handed the class timetables for each grade to Fred, George and Lee Jordan, he and Professor McGonagall walked to a deserted corner of the hall.
"Professor McGonagall, what's the matter?" Albert asked directly.
"Anderson, do you know about the Magic School Potions Championship?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"I know a little bit. It is said that Zygmunt Budge, the author of the Book of Potions, dropped out of Hogwarts School because the headmaster of Hogwarts did not allow him to participate in the so-called Magic School Potions Championship." Albert had already guessed what Professor McGonagall wanted to say.
His words choked Professor McGonagall.
Zygmunt Budge was undoubtedly a genius at potions, as evidenced by the book he compiled called The Book of Potions.
The headmaster, who had refused to let him participate in the Potions Championship on the grounds that he was underage, now seemed to have become the "bad guy".
This is one of the dark histories of Hogwarts.
"This year, the Magic Garden is planning to hold a magic school potion championship." Professor McGonagall coughed lightly and continued, "Someone recommended you to participate in the competition."
"I'm probably not old enough!" Albert reminded.
"There is no rule in the competition that minors cannot participate." Professor McGonagall suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she talked about this, because Zygmunt Budge was rejected by the headmaster on the grounds that he was "underage".
"Isobel should be very good in the field of potions?" Albert asked again.
"Ms. MacDougal will also go with you. There is no limit on the number of participants, but there will be an assessment to screen the contestants." Professor McGonagall explained: "Starting from the weekend, Professor Snape will give you extra lessons."
"Can you change it?" Albert muttered softly.
It would undoubtedly be a torture to have Snape tutoring him.
There's no way. Because of Lupin, Snape might not be in a good mood. Wouldn't it be boring to go to him for extra lessons at this time
"What?" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly.
"When does the Potions Championship start?" Albert immediately changed the subject.
"Early November." Professor McGonagall looked at Albert and said, "Professor Snape is an expert in the field of potions."
"I know he's an expert," Albert said without hesitation, "but I don't want to offend him. I can see that he's been in a bad mood recently."
Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, never expecting Albert to say it so bluntly.
"Professor Snape has been teaching potions for several years. He will not be affected by emotions when teaching you knowledge." Professor McGonagall could only comfort Albert in this way. "Besides, we can't find other potions professors to teach you potions knowledge."
"Good luck! No one from Hogwarts has won the Golden Crucible for a long time. I believe you can do it." Professor McGonagall interrupted Albert quickly to avoid hearing any more shocking words.
Looking at Professor McGonagall's hurriedly leaving back, Albert couldn't help but curl his lips.
After seeing Albert coming back, gossipy Lee Jordan couldn't wait to ask, "What does Professor McGonagall want to see you about?"
"She said that the Magic Garden will hold a magic school potion championship this year." Albert lowered his voice and said, "She asked me to represent the school to participate in the competition, and also asked me to go to Snape to learn about this knowledge during the weekend."
"Oh my God, detention with Snape for the weekend?" Fred and George both had a look on their faces that said, "You're doomed."
"It's tutoring." Albert said stubbornly.
"That's solitary confinement," Lee Jordan said. "There's not much difference between the two."
"I think it won't be difficult for you to win the championship with your ability." George was very confident in his friend. "By the way, when will you leave school?"
"November."
"By the way, the old bat actually recommended you to participate in the competition. I always feel that he has ulterior motives." Fred complained.
"I don't think so." Albert shook his head.
"Is there no one else from the school going to compete?"
Fred felt that there should be no shortage of senior students in the school who were good at Potions. Maybe they were not as good as Albert, but they also had advantages in other aspects.
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the Slytherin table next door.
"New third-year timetable." When George was handing out the timetable to Harry, he saw Malfoy pretending to faint again, his expression not changing much. "That little idiot was so scared when the Dementors were checking the train compartments that he ran to our compartment."
"He nearly wet himself," said Fred contemptuously.
"Dementors are scarier than you think, but if you want to overcome those monsters, you can try to learn the Patronus Charm, although that damn spell is difficult to master."
"The Patronus Charm? What's that?" Hermione asked, looking away from her timetable. "Is that the spell that Professor Lupin used to keep away Dementors?"
"Yes, only the Patronus can drive away the Dementors, but the Patronus Charm is a very profound spell and very difficult to learn. We have been studying for a long time and have not been able to master the spell. However, Albert has played with this spell in many ways."
"I'm busy."
Albert, who was researching fried tomatoes, interrupted Harry from saying anything.
To be honest, he really didn't understand why tomatoes had to be fried.
It's really weird.
"Yes, Albert is not available. He has other things to do next. Harry, you can consider looking for him after Albert is done with his work." George reminded.
"You can teach him spells first, or Potter, you can go directly to our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I think he should be willing to teach you. I used to do this." Albert didn't intend to waste time on Potter.
Harry would be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed, and was considering the possibility of asking Professor Lupin for advice on the Patronus Charm.
Ron pointed at Hermione's schedule and said, "There's something wrong with your schedule."
"I'll find a way."
"But you can't take three classes at once, can you?"
Hermione put away the timetable and interrupted Ron, "I have already discussed everything with Professor McGonagall. There will be no problem at all."
"She probably knows the clone spell, just like Albert." George looked at his silly brother and shook his head, "It is said that it is a secret that can only be known by those who have chosen all the subjects. My silly brother, there are some secrets that you shouldn't ask. Even if you ask, they won't tell you easily."
"I'm not stupid," said Ron angrily. He knew Hermione was hiding something from him and Harry.