When I woke up the next day, it was drizzling outside the castle.
In Albert's limited memory of coming to Hogwarts, it always rained at the beginning of the new semester.
He quickly got dressed, prepared breakfast for Tom, rubbed Tom's head with his hand, and decided to let the house-elf send the cat to Isobel so that it could play its true role.
"Where are Fred and George?" Albert asked Lee Jordan, who was putting on his shoes. He had just noticed that they were the only two left in the dormitory.
"They're putting up flyers in the common room," Lee Jordan said with a smile. "Those two guys are really energetic."
After they washed up and went downstairs, they found several students standing by the bulletin board in the common room. They were all discussing something in a low voice. Fred and George were smilingly handing out advertising flyers to everyone. The flyers contained the latest joke products they were selling.
What is more surprising is that the most popular candy is the intelligence-enhancing candy among the magical candies made by Albert, which is used to improve people's energy, intelligence and thinking ability.
However, you need to register in advance and pay a deposit to make a reservation.
"I must remind you that intelligence-enhancing candies cannot be used in exams, especially OWL and... You will definitely be caught by the invigilator. Don't harbor any luck, but intelligence-enhancing candies can help you review more effectively. You can judge for yourself whether it is worth the price, don't tell me..." Fred and George were promoting the effects of this candy to everyone and pouring cold water on them, but it still couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm.
You can't cheat with OWL, but it doesn't say you can't use it at other times. Ordinary final tests are not that strict. Even if you really can't, you can still use it when doing homework.
Hermione looked at the Weasley twins who were distributing intelligence-enhancing fruits to everyone with a complicated expression, then turned her head to look at Albert who was standing aside and watching quietly, and asked, "Aren't you going to stop them?"
"Why stop it?" Albert asked puzzledly.
Hermione suddenly didn't know what to say.
"For them who are preparing to start a business, a transcript is just a piece of waste paper. Instead of wasting time on it, they might as well use the remaining time at Hogwarts to pave the way for their future." Albert calmly stated Fred and George's purpose.
“In fact, they are doing that now.”
“It’s just a money grab!”
Ron walked over here and said with envy, "I saw many people use the intelligence-enhancing candy and then directly pay for it with Galleons to order it from Fred and George."
"Because they want to cheat with that thing!"
Lee Jordan easily saw through their thoughts. "Maybe OWL and... are easy to detect, but ordinary final exams are not a big problem."
"You guessed they would do that, and yet you still sell it!" Hermione said angrily. She felt that Fred and George were just indulging everyone in cheating during the final exam, which was very unfair to those students who were reviewing seriously.
"You can't stop people from using kitchen knives to cut vegetables just because they can kill people!" Albert asked back, "Haven't you used them yourself? Would you use them to cheat? This is a purely personal matter. Besides, don't treat professors as fools."
Hermione was speechless for a moment, because Albert was right, she was one of the first users of intelligence-enhancing drugs, but she had never thought of using that thing to cheat.
When Hermione looked up, Albert had disappeared.
"What's wrong Hermione?" Ron asked confused.
"nothing!"
Hermione felt a little lonely and felt that she was very immature.
As Albert had told her before, the world is not black and white.
Of course, she understood this.
only…
At this moment, the students in the hall were discussing the scream last night, and those students who went to bed late also heard Umbridge's shrill scream.
"Umbridge had a nightmare last night." Lee Jordan handed Albert the new semester's homework list from Professor McGonagall. "We will have Defense Against the Dark Arts class on Wednesday morning."
"The curse of the mysterious man is indeed terrible, and it has actually begun to take effect now!" Albert put away the homework list and said to Lee Jordan, "I have classes later. Go and tell the people in other colleges to help post a notice. I have prepared more generous prizes this year."
"What curse?"
"I heard that Umbridge was awakened by a nightmare last night. I guess the curse has started to take effect." Albert said casually, as if Umbridge was really having a nightmare.
"I really don't understand why Umbridge is so desperate that she actually comes to Hogwarts to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Wouldn't it be more comfortable for her to stay in the Ministry of Magic and be the deputy minister than to come to school and be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Sana continued, following Albert's meaning.
"Who knows, maybe Fudge gave her a task!" Lee Jordan speculated.
"Task?"
"For example, tasks like taking control of Hogwarts, driving out Professor Dumbledore, and expelling Harry Potter."
"Really?" Shanna looked at Albert.
"She probably wants to do that. The Ministry of Magic has always wanted to interfere with Hogwarts, and now they finally have the chance." Albert finished the food on the plate and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth. "Unfortunately, when an amateur leads the professionals, things will always be messed up."
"Professor Dumbledore didn't stop it?"
"A lot of people thought he was crazy," Lee Jordan warned.
"No, I think they are crazy. They actually believe what is written in the newspaper instead of what Professor Dumbledore has done for the wizarding world in the past." Shanna felt that the entire wizarding world had become ridiculous. She simply couldn't understand why those people would believe what was written in the newspaper.
"Have their heads been collectively caught in the door?"
"Maybe!" Albert shrugged.
He still went to the Ancient Magic Rune class, although with his understanding of Ancient Magic Rune, he actually didn't need to attend this class, but Albert could still get some inspiration from Professor Bathsheda's lectures, especially if he wanted to weave teaching materials, he had to sort out his thoughts, sometimes understanding something yourself and knowing how to teach others are two completely different things.
During lunch, Fred and George happily announced to Albert that they had received 22 paid orders for intelligence-enhancing candies and had also successfully sold a small number of joke props. This was undoubtedly a great start.
"We're planning to launch a night tour package soon," Fred asked tentatively, "what do you think?"
"Don't worry, this is not a one-time deal. Long-term success is more important." Albert comforted the two people who were extremely excited about making a large sum of Galleons. "Besides, it will be difficult for you to make a large sum of Galleons like today in the future."
"Because everyone has limited Galleons in their pockets?" George guessed the reason.
"You can sell beauty products to girls, fun toys to students who like to play pranks, and... to students who want to get good grades." Albert looked at the Weasley twins who were listening to him carefully and said, "Now the most important thing for you is to collect students' preferences and summarize them. You can even make a list for them to fill out and give some prizes or discount coupons to students who are willing to fill out the list. This information is very important so that you can better get them to take out the Galleons in their pockets to buy our products in the future. You do this first, and I will teach you more."
"Let me do the order, and you can help me when the time comes." George also felt that Albert's idea was correct. He should first understand what everyone wants and how much purchasing power they have so that he can better earn Galleons from their pockets.
As for whether corresponding products can be developed, that is another matter.
"Everyone is wondering why this year's wizard card competition started so early."
Seeing that Fred and George had finished talking about their matters, Lee Jordan took the opportunity to talk to Albert about the wizard card tournament.
"Also, we will graduate this semester. What will we do about the issue of succession then?"
"After Luna graduates from school, let the students choose the next one. As long as this position is good enough, a lot of students will compete for it." Albert had already thought about what to do. "It doesn't matter even if we really encounter problems. After all, we can't solve all the problems. I will discuss this matter with Professor McGonagall later."
In fact, Professor McGonagall didn't really object.
The reason is simple, she is also printed on the wizard card.
Unlike Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall was not included on the Chocolate Frog card, but it would have been a good choice if she had appeared on a wizard card.
By the way, Albert has been included in the Chocolate Frog card. The photo shows Albert wearing a fire dragon costume. He looks very handsome. It is said to be the most popular Chocolate Frog card among girls.
While discussing the follow-up issues of the Wizard Card Club with Professor McGonagall, there was a knock on the door of the Transfiguration Office.
"Come in!"
Professor McGonagall took her eyes off the parchment and looked at Harry Potter who pushed the door open. She frowned and asked, "Potter, why aren't you going to class?"
"It seems that you have offended Umbridge on the first day of school." Albert guessed the reason after seeing Potter: "I remember asking Hermione and Weasley to remind you of this."
"I've endured it, but Umbridge is still targeting me on purpose." Harry said helplessly, "I can't do anything about it."
As he spoke, Harry handed a piece of parchment to Professor McGonagall. After Professor McGonagall read it, her eyes suddenly became stern.
"So, you just yelled at Professor Umbridge?"
"No, Professor." Harry said calmly, "I've been sedated. There's no way I could yell at her."
"Tranquilizer?" Professor McGonagall was a little confused and obviously didn't understand what Harry Potter meant.
"Yes, a special tranquilizer!" Harry took out a bottle from his robe pocket. "Take one pill and it will calm you down completely. I think we need to stay calm when facing Umbridge."
"You're calling her a liar?"
"I just discussed the truth with her a little, but Umbridge couldn't convince me, so she got a little angry." Harry shrugged innocently.
"I remember reminding you not to argue with her." Albert said suddenly.
"I know, but there are some things I can't deny, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will start to spread the word that I am a liar, and use it to attack and attack Dumbledore, and turn me into a joke."
"You're already a joke," Albert reminded.
"I know, but... they will soon be the laughing stock." Harry said indifferently, "I never thought Voldemort would behave himself. Then it will be my turn to laugh at them."
Professor McGonagall's heart tightened when she heard Harry call Voldemort by his name. She continued to ask, "So, you told her that the devil who must not be named is back?"
"They just want me to deny it, but I can't back down from this."
"Potter, you need to be careful." Professor McGonagall put down Professor Umbridge's note, looked at Harry very seriously, and reminded him: "If you have a conflict with Umbridge, the price you pay will be much more serious than deducting points from the school and being put in detention."
"I know." Harry looked at Albert and said something that shocked Professor McGonagall: "So, I was thinking that we should just kick her out of school. I heard that she has begun to be affected by the Defense Against the Dark Arts curse."
Professor McGonagall stared at Harry Potter with wide eyes, never expecting such words to come out of his mouth.
"Umbridge just wanted to bring disgrace upon me, drive out Dumbledore and take over the position of headmaster." Harry calmly stated the truth, "But she was unfortunate enough to become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Everyone knows that professors in this position are usually unlucky."
"Because of the curse of the mysterious man." Albert added, "As long as the mysterious man is alive, the curse of the position will not disappear."
"How do you know?"
"I have studied curse magic and can roughly guess how it works," said Albert.
"You really should be Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Harry sighed.
"Can I take it that you are wishing me to die?"
"If it were you, we would definitely learn a lot of useful knowledge." Harry did not hide his disgust for Umbridge. "That guy is just rubbish, on par with Lockhart. When he was teaching, I felt like I was taking a History of Magic class."
"That's really bad." Albert nodded. "After all, she is an outsider. You can't expect Umbridge to be an excellent teacher."
Professor McGonagall's expression was a little stiff as she saw two students so brazenly evaluating a new professor in front of her.
Are you guys going too far
"Do you have any ideas?" Harry asked.
"You can secretly tell Umbridge that Dumbledore has a secret base in the Forbidden Forest, which is suspected to be the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Albert made up a story, "Then, lead her to the nest of the Acromantula and let these two evils harm each other."
"Mr. Anderson, this is not funny at all." Professor McGonagall glared at Albert who was making a fuss.
"I think this plan is feasible. Maybe she can go there alone and get eaten by those giant spiders." Harry nodded seriously and said, "It doesn't matter even if it fails. It's better to let the Ministry of Magic play with those giant eight-eyed spiders than to keep staring at us."
"You can also tell Umbridge that Dumbledore has a way to make those Acromantulas obey his orders." Albert continued, "Those Acromantulas were created by Hagrid. There is nothing wrong with Dumbledore giving orders to Hagrid and indirectly commanding those Acromantulas."
"That's enough, both of you!" Professor McGonagall said weakly. She never thought that two students would actually try to frame a Hogwarts professor right in front of her
"The group of giant eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest will cause trouble if we are late. Hagrid cares too much about those things. It is a good idea to use the Ministry of Magic to clean them up. It is also a good thing to let them make some contributions to Hogwarts." Albert thought for a moment and said to Harry, "However, Hagrid will definitely be very angry if he finds out. You have to bear the blame yourself!"
The muscles on Harry Potter's cheeks twitched slightly, and finally he actually nodded in agreement seriously.
Then he asked: "How do we tip off Umbridge?"
"Umbridge will certainly have to use Veritaserum on you one day."
"It is illegal to use Veritaserum on humans," Professor McGonagall reminded weakly.
"Professor, you underestimate the moral integrity of politicians. If necessary, Umbridge can even use the Cruciatus Curse on students. What does the truth serum mean to her?" Albert reminded. "Well, she will buy you a drink one day, probably."
"So what should I do?" Harry asked.
"When the time comes, you take the antidote to the truth serum, pretend that you have been poisoned by it, and leak the news to her." Albert waved his wand and directly conjured up a small medicine bottle and handed it to Harry, saying, "There are three pills in it. Take one at a time, and you can remove the effects of the truth serum."
"Detention!" Professor McGonagall had no choice but to use her ultimate weapon.
There was no other way, Albert even took out the antidote for Veritaserum.
"Professor, we were just joking," Harry said as he put away the antidote.
"You don't seem to be joking." Professor McGonagall glared at Harry and said, "And Umbridge asked you to go to detention."
"I know." Harry turned and asked Albert, "If it were you, what would you do?"
"You can try to cast a forgetfulness spell on her so that she will forget about putting you in detention." Albert said gently, "If you don't understand, I suggest you go find Granger. I think she should know how to use the forgetfulness spell."
"I really shouldn't have argued with her about those stupid questions. I should have just asked her to get out of Hogwarts," Harry muttered.
"For God's sake!" Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses angrily. "Hogwarts is bad enough as it is now."
"Professor, you should get used to it. The situation will get worse. The Ministry of Magic will definitely take other measures to interfere with the school. It's only a matter of time before Umbridge drives out Headmaster Dumbledore and becomes the new headmaster. This is one of the reasons why she came to Hogwarts." Albert reminded.
"What about my confinement?"
Harry was considering the feasibility of Albert's suggestion, but he was not Albert and certainly could not do it as perfectly as Albert. If he revealed any flaws, he would be in trouble.
"You can go to Umbridge and have a taste of her suffering first, and then consider whether to implement those plans." Albert stood up and prepared to leave. "Don't pay attention to these professors. This is destined to be a ridiculous semester. You will find this out soon. It is better to adjust your mentality and watch Umbridge have fun."
"Well, detention, what the hell. I'll leave first, professor. I think Anderson is right. There's really no need to be too polite to a guy like that!" Harry also stood up and was about to leave with Albert when he noticed Professor McGonagall's gloomy face. He took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and poured a tranquilizer for Professor McGonagall.
"Professor, take one. You'll soon be able to figure out the problem." Harry turned and left, leaving Professor McGonagall staring at the pill in a daze.
Chapter 995: Take a Pill