Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 688: It's all Malfoy's fault

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"I hate that shitty mouth of yours."

Lee Jordan looked at the Flobberworm in front of him, and a mask of pain gradually appeared on his face.

As Albert said, Malfoy, the little fool, successfully destroyed Hagrid's teaching confidence and ruined the Care of Magical Creatures class. Except for the first class of the new semester, Hagrid's other classes became very boring. All students needed to learn how to take care of Flobberworms!

"Why do we have to bother taking care of these bugs? O.W.Ls don't test this." Fred looked angrily at the Slytherin students who were whispering together, as if they were thinking about how to make trouble for the guy who ruined their course.

"I hope Albert can cheer Hagrid up again, otherwise I doubt our O.W.Ls in Care of Magical Creatures will be doomed." George looked at Albert who was talking to Hagrid and placed all his hopes on their little friend.

"Are you okay?" Albert looked at the lonely and embarrassed Hagrid in front of him and said softly, "I have heard about what happened yesterday."

"fine,"

The word seemed to be forced out of Hagrid's throat, and he said hoarsely, "I should have listened to your advice instead of messing up my first lesson like this."

"Okay, cheer up, this is just a little setback you encounter after becoming the professor of Care of Magical Creatures." Albert comforted softly.

"... It's just a minor setback. You sound nice when you say it, but it's not you..."

Albert looked at the lonely boy and sighed softly. He felt helpless about Hagrid's inner fragility and asked again, "Harry should have told you what I said yesterday, right?"

"Last night, I drank a little, and when Harry came... well, I hurried him back to the castle." Hagrid's memory of last night was a little vague.

He is drunk.

"They are so unreliable!" Albert muttered softly, and raised his hand to signal Hagrid to be quiet for a while and listen to him finish his words: "Actually, you don't have to worry about being expelled. Professor Dumbledore will help you settle this matter."

"I don't want to give..."

"No, don't say that again. You've already caused trouble for Professor Dumbledore." Albert looked at Hagrid sternly. Hagrid looked at Albert and shrank back, seeming to be a little afraid of Albert's gaze.

"They will investigate you, but Professor Dumbledore will vouch for you, and you may have to go to the Wizarding Court next..."

"Wizard Court." Hagrid's voice was trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore will help you solve the problem at the Ministry of Magic." Albert's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"So, I'll be fine?" Hagrid asked with a blink.

"Yes, you will be fine." Albert said seriously, "So, if they ask you, you have to insist that it was Draco Malfoy who disobeyed the advice, violated classroom discipline, and violated the safety rules. Anyway, everything is Malfoy's own fault and it has nothing to do with you. If they tell you a bunch of nonsense, you just have to say: Why is everyone else fine, but Malfoy is injured? It's because he violated the rules and hurt himself. In fact, you should put Malfoy in detention."

"But… "

"No buts, anyway, put all the problems and responsibilities on Malfoy," Albert reminded, "In fact, this matter is Malfoy's own problem, isn't it?"

"this… "

Hagrid could hardly believe what he had just heard.

"Yes, that's right. But I always feel that..." Hagrid still felt a little lacking in confidence. This was a common problem for most people when facing authoritative organizations.

Albert pulled out a bottle of potion from his pocket and handed it to Hagrid. "Sometime next time, when you go to court or are questioned, remember to drink some of this. If the dose is not enough, you can ask Madam Pomfrey for more."

"What's this?"

"A tranquilizer," Albert said calmly. "Panic will never solve the problem."

“Does this thing really work?”

"Let's try the effect!" Albert handed the bottle of medicine to Hagrid and asked, "What did I just tell you?"

Hagrid took a sip of tranquilizer, thought for a moment, and replied, "Malfoy didn't listen to advice and violated safety rules, so he got hurt."

"What else?" Albert continued to ask.

"Why is it that everyone else is fine, but Malfoy is injured? Because he didn't listen and violated safety regulations."

"As long as you memorize these two sentences, you will be fine." Albert reminded: "Don't say unnecessary nonsense, because you will always be led by the nose. You don't need to quibble, just listen quietly, and when they ask you to speak, use those two sentences to answer them. With Dumbledore here, the Ministry of Magic will not dare to put you in Azkaban again, because you have been imprisoned twice for no reason."

"Is this really all right?" Hagrid asked.

"As long as you don't forget to drink the tranquilizer, you'll be fine." Albert warned before leaving, "Also, don't let those people in the Ministry of Magic know that you drank the tranquilizer."

"Done?" The three of them looked at Albert expectantly.

"I don't know." Albert shook his head.

"You actually have no confidence."

"I can only say that I have said everything I need to say. What remains to be seen is how long it will take for Hagrid to get over the psychological trauma he has endured," Albert said calmly.

"What did you tell Hagrid?"

"I told Hagrid that this was all Malfoy's fault, and if anyone asks, tell them the same."

"Is this really okay?"

"No problem." Albert said, "Malfoy didn't listen to advice and hurt himself. Can you blame Hagrid?"

The three of them felt that what Albert said made sense and that this was indeed the case, but could such words really convince others

"No, because it's useless for Hagrid to say anything. This matter needs to be resolved by Professor Dumbledore." Albert said lightly, "This is politics."

The weather was cold and windy. After finishing the Care of Magical Creatures class, the four people were walking towards the castle along the dead grass slope. Sporadic raindrops fell on them, making them shiver.

"It's so cold. Damn it."

"It's caused by the Dementors' activities. You have to pay more attention to the Patronus. This spell is very important." Albert reminded.

"Is it important?"

"Yes, it is very important. The Patronus Charm has always been associated with wizards who fight for noble causes." Albert calmly recounted the news he knew: "It is said that wizards who can summon physical Patronus are often elected as high-ranking officials of the Wizengamot and the Ministry of Magic."

“I think that’s a bit ridiculous.”

"Perhaps we should suggest Percy to practice the Patronus Charm." George complained, "That guy has always been ambitious to become a senior official in the Ministry of Magic."

"The main reason is that most evil wizards cannot conjure a Patronus," Albert continued, "and the Patronus Charm is widely regarded as a 'particularly advanced' spell, and many experienced witches and wizards have difficulty using it. If you can use it skillfully, it means that you are an upright wizard with powerful magical powers."

"It seems to make some sense." After hearing what Albert said, the three of them felt that they needed to work harder.

"Well, you didn't complain about using spells to judge whether a person is honest." Albert himself complained first, "But it is undeniable that the Patronus Charm can indeed eliminate most dark wizards."

The three of them looked at Albert speechlessly.

Albert said mysteriously: "I'll tell you a secret."

"What secret?" the three asked casually.

"If you can let the examiner know that you can summon a physical guardian during the OWL exam, he will definitely be willing to give you high scores."

"It sounds good, but..."

The three of them looked at each other, and they all felt that it was too difficult to condense a physical guardian.

However, they decided to put more effort into the patronus.

Although the twins don't care much about grades, it would be great if they could get an excellent grade in the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam.

"By the way, we plan to test the effects of the magic candy on Malfoy." Fred excitedly talked about his plan to play a prank on Malfoy. "We have invented a lot of candies that can make people suffer from various diseases, but they all have some side effects."

"That thing is not safe yet." George frowned and reminded, "I think we can use the candy invented based on the bowel cleansing pills to deal with Malfoy, but we have to wait until this incident is over. We have plenty of opportunities to cause trouble for him."

"How many special-effect candies have you made now?" Albert had never been too concerned about Weasley's development and research.

"Thirteen kinds." Fred introduced to Albert excitedly, ""Floating, calm, joyful, laughing wildly, sad, fat tongue, changing face, fever, diarrhea, nosebleed, coma, vomiting, and swelling. This is the inspiration from Harry."

“However, most of the candies are still in the testing phase,” George reminded.

"In the future, there will be more and more candies with different effects. Candies can be divided into three categories: skipping candies, joke candies, and special effect candies." Albert asked again, "Which candy currently has the most stable effect?"

"We still have a lot of syrup from the sad bugs there." Fred blinked and said, "Maybe we can mix them into Slytherin's jam or honey. It must be funny to see a group of Slytherin students all sad and upset."

"You loser, the price of heartbreak syrup is not cheap." George cursed in a low voice. They bought a can and have been using it till now. "I think it's a good idea to make his anus spark. Besides, we are only targeting Malfoy. If too many people are affected, Snape will definitely search for the culprit and make trouble for us. Besides, the extract of Mortra rat is much cheaper than the syrup of heartbreak."

"I think George's method is more interesting." Li Jordan asked, "If the dosage is increased, can Malfoy be afraid to squat on the toilet? It would be even better if Malfoy could fart loudly in the hall. I think he will definitely be remembered by countless students."

"I'm afraid not." George shook his head, "And Snape or Madam Pomfrey can solve these problems."

"Do it cleanly and don't let them catch you. It's best if they don't know it's you who are behind it," Albert warned. "Otherwise, don't take the risk."