After entering November, the temperature around Hogwarts dropped sharply, the weather became very cold, and it might snow outside at any time.
Tom was lying on the cushions by the window as usual, looking out the window and thinking about his cat life.
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the dormitory. When Tom turned his head, he found that his owner had appeared out of nowhere.
"Meow!"
Tom got off the cushion, ran to Albert's feet, rubbed them gently a few times, and called out softly, as if to say: Master, I'm hungry.
"Did they forget to pack you lunch?"
Albert looked at the fat cat acting like a spoiled child with suspicion. After hesitating for a moment, he gave it some food since it would be dinner soon anyway.
"Oh, I almost forgot about that." Albert muttered, put on his cloak and walked outside.
It was very cold outside the castle, but fortunately it didn't rain, otherwise Albert would never be willing to leave the castle. He tightened his clothes and walked towards Hagrid's hunting lodge.
Hearing the knock on the door, Hagrid opened it and greeted Albert who was standing outside with a smile: "Our warrior finally took the time to come and visit me."
"I've been very busy lately. I've had a lot of troubles after becoming famous. And I thought Potter would come to see you. He's been having a hard time lately." Albert bent down, rubbed Fang's dog head with his hand, and motioned Hagrid to look outside. There were a few girls looking over here furtively, and I didn't know what they wanted to do.
"You are still so popular with the girls." Hagrid smiled and took a step back to make room for Albert, motioning him to come in and talk.
"If I didn't have a girlfriend, I would definitely be very happy, but unfortunately I already have one." Albert took out his wand and waved it lightly. All the windows in the hunting lodge were opened, and the faint fishy smell inside was blown away by a gust of wind. The remaining traces in the corner were also cleared away by Albert's waving of his wand.
"The blasting-tailed skrewts have started to kill each other," Hagrid explained. "By the way, Fred and George took a lot of fresh blasting-tailed skrewt carcasses from me today. They said they wanted to study the physiological structure of those beasts, thinking that some of their things could come in handy."
"The exploding-tailed skrewts are very dangerous creatures. If you lock them all up, it's not surprising that they would kill each other because they have nowhere to release their excess energy." Albert was not surprised at all.
"Maybe I should let the students take them for a walk in the next class." Hagrid came up with a bad idea.
"Believe me, Hagrid. If you really do that, very few students will be willing to choose Care of Magical Creatures." Albert had to remind Hagrid of the dangers of doing so. "Everyone would rather learn about and understand some magical creatures through this course. If this course can only bring bad memories, they will decisively abandon it. At least no one will really like your course."
"What do you think I should do?" Hagrid asked confusedly.
For example, teach them to understand and raise magical creatures, and how to respond correctly when encountering certain dangerous magical creatures. Maybe you should take the time to visit Professor Kettlebur and ask him how to teach students instead of paying attention to that new friend with bad intentions.
"Olympe didn't mean any harm," Hagrid argued. "We just got along well."
"They say that love makes people stupid." Albert poured himself a cup of tea and shook his head, "But there are some things I have to remind you."
"What is it?" Hagrid asked doubtfully.
"Even if you and her know the reason why you two can get along so well, you can't tell her. Believe me, this is good for both of you." Albert reminded seriously: "After all, most wizards are afraid of giants."
"Oh, I see." Hagrid responded absentmindedly, "By the way, Harry is receiving training from Sirius and Remus in the Forbidden Forest. Do you want to join them? I remember that you seem to have a good relationship with them."
"No need." Albert refused bluntly, "It's just the Triwizard Tournament. This game is actually not important anymore."
"What do you mean?" Hagrid always felt that Albert's words were strange. What did he mean that this game was no longer important
So what is important
"Ever since Harry was forced into the Triwizard Tournament, it means that the tournament has become very abnormal," Albert explained to Hagrid.
"You really do believe that Harry didn't put his name in the Goblet of Fire," said Hagrid with relief.
"Of course I believe that the other party probably wants to murder Harry. However, the other contestants will be in trouble as well." Albert reached out and moved Yaya's head away from his legs. He didn't want his robe to be stained by Yaya's saliva.
"Do you know who did it?" Hagrid asked in a low voice. He thought Albert might know some secret information.
"The mysterious man's minions." Albert said lightly.
"You mean... the You-Know-Who wants to murder Harry." Hagrid couldn't help but gasp.
"Well, I suspect it was Peter Pettigrew's doing."
"But... didn't Peter Pettigrew die in Azkaban prison?" Hagrid asked puzzled.
"I did a divination for Black a while ago. Peter Pettigrew is not dead. He escaped and may have returned to his master." Albert continued to put the blame on Peter: "Some time ago, someone attacked Katrina and me. Later, I did a divination on this matter. Although there was no clear clue, the finger of blame did point to Peter Pettigrew. I think he must have thrown Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire."
"But how did he sneak into the school?" Hagrid was even more confused. Hogwarts was heavily guarded, and it was impossible for a murderer to break in without anyone knowing.
"There are a lot of secret passages in the castle, and Peter Pettigrew is an Animagus who can turn into a mouse at any time. No one will pay attention to a mouse at all." Albert explained.
"I thought Hogwarts was well guarded, but I didn't expect there would be such a loophole." Hagrid's face looked ugly. No matter who knew about this, their faces would not look good. "No, I have to tell Dumbledore about this."
"Professor Dumbledore knew last semester that Black sneaked into Hogwarts from the Forbidden Forest through this loophole." Albert comforted, "But don't worry, if Peter Pettigrew dares to show up in Hogwarts next time, I will send him to Azkaban again. I believe the Dementors will help us treat him well and will not let Peter have the chance to escape from Azkaban prison again."
Albert tried to divert everyone's attention so that little Batty could survive until the moment when he could complete the harvest. He didn't want to lose the tasks and experience packs that he had worked so hard to cultivate.
"How are you going to catch Peter Pettigrew?" Hagrid looked at Albert puzzled.
"It's a secret and cannot be revealed for now." Albert stood up and said to Hagrid, "Well, I have to go back to the castle. Remember my words, don't mention your bloodline to anyone. Remember, it's anyone, otherwise you will definitely get into a lot of trouble."
Albert came here to remind Hagrid not to tell anyone that he has giant blood.
There's no way around it, the topic of half-giants is just too deadly.
"Oh, okay, I see." Hagrid nodded.
As for whether he actually listened to it, Albert actually didn't know. He was just doing what a friend should do, that's all.
After leaving Hagrid's hut, Albert glanced in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. When he was about to turn around and return to the castle, his eyes inadvertently fell on the tall figure.
"Long time no see, Madame Maxime." Albert greeted her in French. "Are you looking for Hagrid? He's in there."
"Well, I came to discuss the placement of the Rune Horse with Hagrid."
Madame Maxime's expression was a little unnatural. After all, Albert was a strong competitor of Beauxbatons School of Magic. But for some reason, she still told him why she was there.
"Big brother, long time no see."
A little head popped out of the carriage and waved vigorously at Albert.
"Long time no see, Gabriel." Albert saw a little silver-haired girl getting off the carriage with a wooden box in her hands.
"Dad asked me to bring this to you." Gabrielle trotted towards Albert carrying a wooden box.
"Be careful, Gabrielle, don't fall." Furong looked at her sister who almost fell and quickly reminded her.
"Is this for me?"
Albert took the box from Gabrielle and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes, he said it was for you, and there was a letter. He also asked me to say hello to you." Gabrielle took out a letter from her robe pocket and handed it to Albert. The envelope had Mr. Delacour's signature and the initials that he often used on the corners.
"Thank you, Gabriel, this is for you." Albert took out a few candies from his pocket and put them in Gabriel's palm.
"candy?"
"This is candy that can bring people a good mood." Albert said mysteriously. He noticed the puzzled look from Madame Maxime next to him and explained, "Mr. Delacour and I are good friends. We have kept in touch through letters over the past few years."
Madame Maxime had a strange expression on her face, probably finding it hard to understand that the person Albert knew was Mr. Delacour, not Fleur.
After seeing Hagrid come out, Madame Maxime immediately walked up to him and told him about the magic horse.
Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is located in the mountains of southern France. The winter is not too cold, but the winter in Hogwarts is very cold. The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, and it rains occasionally. Madam Maxime hopes that Hagrid can build a comfortable stable for the rune horses to prevent these tall horses from getting cold and sick.
After a brief discussion, the two quickly went looking for a suitable place to build a stable.
"Are you familiar with Yanila?" Furong came over and asked.
"Not really. We met in Spain. At that time, I went to participate in the Barnabus Finkley Outstanding Spellcasting Award and stayed in the tavern run by her family." Albert put the wooden box into his traceless stretch pocket and smiled as he introduced the situation to Furong. "Later, she presented me with the championship prize. I also listened to her songs. They are pretty good."
"I suppose Yanila must have seduced you, didn't she? She's a family that likes to seduce the winner of the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellence in Spellcasting," Fleur muttered, but there was no doubt that she was saying this deliberately for Albert to hear.
"I have a girlfriend." Albert said with a smile.
"They don't care about that." Furong sneered.
"It's not a good habit to talk bad about people behind their backs." Yanila's voice came from not far away. The girl had taken off her scarf to reveal her original appearance.
"I'm just telling the truth." Furong didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about being caught speaking ill of someone.
"In fact, you don't need to tell him these things secretly, because Albert knows everything." Yanila kindly reminded Furong that there was no need to waste words any more. "Maybe you should show your charm, and the effect might be better."
"So, you got dumped."
Furong looked at Yanila coldly. She hated the woman in front of her.
"We just haven't reached an agreement yet." Yanila said lightly.
"So, you're so shameless that you come over here?" Furong said sarcastically.
"It's called the pursuit of love," Yanila corrected.
"Sister, do you want to have a candy? It really makes people feel better after eating it." Gabrielle pulled Fleur's arm and handed the remaining two candies to her sister.
"You don't mind giving me one, I'll exchange this with you." Yanila took out a small box of chocolates with a smile.
"You are such a loser, trying to snatch the candy from a child." Fleur took the candy that Gabrielle handed over, put it back into her robe pocket, and pulled her sister back to the carriage.
"Goodbye, big brother. Thank you for the candy. It's really great." Gabrielle turned and waved to Albert.
"You don't mind giving me a few, right? I can exchange this for you." Yanila shook the chocolate in her hand and handed it to Albert.
"Forget about the chocolate. I'm a little reluctant to take chocolate from others now." Albert took out two more candies and handed them to Yanila.
Yanila peeled a candy and threw it into her mouth, smiling and teasing, "You're not worried that your girlfriend will know, are you?"
"No, I'm afraid someone will add other weird things into it." Albert didn't take the chocolate handed to him, and let it fall directly to the ground.
"It seems that you have been drugged many times." The expression on Yanila's face became more and more strange.
Seeing that Albert was indeed not going to take the chocolates, she didn't care. She bent down to pick up the box of chocolates and put it back in her pocket.
"The candy tastes really good. Where did you get it? I guess they added euphoria drugs in it. No wonder they say eating it can make people happy." Yanila saw through at a glance why candy could make people happy.
"I have to go back. See you another day."
After saying hello to Yanila, Albert was about to return to the castle, but saw Harry and Hermione coming towards him.