"Did you find the cat?"
George heard a noise at the door and looked at Albert, who had just entered the room.
"He found it."
Albert picked up a towel from where he was sitting, wiped the dust off Tom's paws, and put the cat down. Then he started thinking about whether or not to get him a cat climbing tree.
They'd never needed one at home, and it would be easy to make a cat climbing tree at school using magic . She just wasn't sure if it could support Tom's weight .
"Oh, and there's something else."
Albert , while stroking the cat's head,told his three roommates about Harry and Ron's plan to duel the Malfoy family .
" That annoying brat from the Malfoy family ?"
Fred and George exchanged glances, understanding each other's thoughts. This was a good opportunity to teach Malfoy a lesson.
"A duel? They're not you." Lee Jordan asked curiously, "How long have the freshmen been here? At most, they can throw sparks at each other with their wands ."
"I bet if they don't react at all when they wave their wands , they'll throw them and just punch each other straight at each other, just like Truman did in his last duel, knocking the other down first." Lee Jordan was very curious to watch this match.
"No, we can't just leave them like that, and we certainly can't let Harry and Ron suffer." Fred and George rightly said, " We have to support Harry and teach Malfoy a lesson."
"Don't be silly, this is probably a trap. Malfoy will most likely abandon Harry and Ron ." Albert yawned and rolled his eyes at the three eager boys. "They'll probably get caught by Filch and punished. That's exactly what Malfoy wants."
"Aren't you leaving?" All three of them looked at Albert .
"No, I'm tired. Good night." Albert was ready to go to bed.
He no longer cared what his mischievous roommates wanted to do. Playing hide-and-seek with Filch had become boring after a while.
"Okay, then we'll go ourselves." Fred was a little disappointed.
"Goodnight."
Albert picked up Tom , who was about to climb into bed, put him back in the cat bed.
The next morning , Fred , George , and Lee Jordan had dark circles under their eyes. Despite looking tired, they had smiles on their faces.
The moment they woke up, all three of them began telling Albert about their spectacular achievements the previous night. Not only had they helped Gryffindor escape a crisis of losing numerous points, but they had also played hide-and-seek with Filch, thoroughly fooling him once again , using a screaming inflatable skeleton they'd gotten from Zonko .
Last night's event was a huge victory for Fred , George , and Lee Jordan .
Yes, it's a great victory.
Their only regret was not having played a prank on Malfoy . Just moments ago they had been discussing how to teach that sneaky guy a lesson.
Therefore, the three of them had no choice but to consult Albert, who was the more cunning and intelligent one .
Dragging Malfoy into the toilet and beating him up, or shoving his head in the toilet, were definitely not options.
Finally, Albert's idea for the trio was to detonate a targeted explosion while Malfoy was using the toilet .
The idea undoubtedly received praise from the Weasley twins . They had already considered blowing up a toilet, so it was a perfect fit.
What would Malfoy's reaction be if the toilet suddenly exploded while he was using it one day ? Just thinking about it is quite interesting.
As for how this would be implemented, that still required discussion and planning.
None of the four were in a hurry; after all, there was still plenty of time.
" I suspect Filch knows who did this ," Albert said, spreading jam on his toast. Filch had been watching them from the moment they entered the Great Hall. Harry and Ron enjoyed that kind of attention.
Filch knew exactly who had been loitering around the castle last night, but he hadn't been able to catch them, which made the castle guard very unhappy.
"There's no evidence, he ca n't do anything to us." George said to Lee Jordan , who was standing next to him , "Can you pass the peanut butter?"
Secondly, he paid no attention to Harry and Ron because he was secretly listening to their conversation . This man preferred listening to gossip.
"This thing is either very valuable or very dangerous." Ron was eating absentmindedly and was completely unaware that someone was listening to them.
"Or both," said Harry .
"What is something that is both very valuable and very dangerous?" asked Fred , trying to suppress a yawn.
"What's that next to you?" Ron changed the subject.
"New wizard cards ." Fred looked at the results of last night's work and said, "These are three sets of wizard cards prepared for the other Houses ."
"Can we have one?" Harry also wanted to see the cards of the other members in the wizarding cards section .
"No Harry , these are for Wizard Card Club members. You're not a member yet, unless you're willing to join the Wizard Card Club ." George spread a thick layer of peanut butter on his toast, took a bite, and said, "Sure, you can go to Lee Jordan to sign up . "
"Want to participate? Events are held on the last weekend of every month." Lee Jordan smiled and said , "This year, we'll be holding the second annual Wizarding Card Game . While the prize hasn't been decided yet, it's sure to be no worse than last year's ten Galleon championship prize . "
"Wow, you're really rich!" Ron was left speechless.
"You're wrong, we're not the rich ones, Albert is." Fred raised his hand and pointed at Albert .
"Can we join?" Ron asked . No one would turn down the money.
"Yes, the Wizarding Card Game is open to the whole school, you can participate even if you're not a club member, but if you're not a club member you're usually eliminated in the first round," Lee Jordan gently reminded them .
"Why?" Ron asked foolishly.
"Because you lost, of course," Fred said calmly.
" Harry , let's join you."
"What about Quidditch practice?"
"Don't worry, nothing will affect it," Lee Jordan reassured him . If Harry could join the team, more students would want to join too. It was a quick way to gain popularity!
" You went into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor yesterday , didn't you?" Albert whispered . "Last time Kroun almost lost his leg and he's still in the hospital."
Harry and Ron stared at Albert in disbelief, their mouths agape.
Fred , George , and Lee Jordan were also curious;they didn't quite understand how Albert knew this.
"The heavily guarded items inside are Dumbledore's treasure, not yours," Albert warned . "Don't mess with your lives."
"I think you're right." Neville sat down opposite Harry with his plate . As one of the participants in last night's incident, he now wanted to stay away from that big dog.
" Can I join the Wizard Card Club ?" he suddenly asked Albert .
"Of course!" Lee Jordan greeted everyone, pointing to the boy who had lost his frog. " You'll find the Wizard card game very interesting , and it's even more fun playing with others."
Harry couldn't help but ask"How do you know we went to the restricted area on the fourth floor?"
"This thing is either very valuable or very dangerous." Albert repeated what Ron had just said : "Only the treasure in the forbidden zone on the fourth floor is most suitable."
At that moment , Harry felt he had asked a foolish question.
When Neville returnedhe broughtwith him a box of wizard cards .
" Did Fred give it to you?"
Ron's facial expression was not good at all. Neither of his older brothers was willing to acknowledge him.
Neville explained"No, he said it was temporary andonce I got really used to the magician cards, I could ask someone to help me copy a set."
"Do you know him?"
Harry took the card and asked Neville, who was sitting next to him with his plate.
"I met him on the train. Mr. Anderson had helped me find Trevor back then." Neville had a very good impression of Albert , and Albert himself had a good reputation in Gryffindor : good character, good grades, and a genius.
"By the way , Harry , I heard that Mr. Anderson helped Gryffindor win the Quidditch cup when they were first year ." Neville now felt a little admiration for Albert .
"He also made a prophecy about you ."
"I thought she wasn't talking to us anymore." Ron's voice was hostile; he didn't particularly like Hermione's personality .
"Which prophecy ?" Harry couldn't help but ask .
" I heard Mr. Anderson say last year that you would be in Gryffindor and would be the Gryffindor Seeker ," Hermione said , frowning and ignoring Ron , speaking to Harry .
" Does Albert have the ability to make predictions?" Ron looked at Albert , who was talking to the heads of the other dynasties .
"That's right, he said. I don't think there's anything to doubt. He's a genius in every field. It's said that he's published many articles in various journals and even co -authored a book on Ancient Runes with someone else ." Hermione also felt a little admiration for Albert . She couldn't help it; he was truly amazing, almost another Dumbledore .
At school, almost everyone had a good impression of Albert , except for a few who disliked him: a genius, approachable, friendly, kind, quiet, thirsty for knowledge, and willing to help others when he had the time.
Of course, this was even more evident in the eyes of Gryffindor . They all knew that Albert frequently scored points for their house . Moreover, compared to the two mischievous and troublesome Weasley Brothers , Albert's image stood out even more.
After Albert dealtthree sets of wizard cards to the heads of the other houses ,he looked at Fred , who was nudging him in the ribs with his arm.
At that moment, everyone's attention turned to a long, thin package carried by six long-eared owls. Everyone wanted to know what was inside the package.
The owls finally swooped down and landed right in front of Harry Potter , dropping a letter. Harry read the letter, picked up the item, and hurried away.
"What do you think is in the package?" Fred asked , turning to Albert .
" It must be a Flying Broomstick . You can guess from the size of the package. It was probably bought for Potter by Professor McGonagall ." Albert glanced toward the teachers' desk, where Professor McGonagall was looking .
Lee Jordan looked at Harry and Ron's disappearing backs and asked again,"What kind of broom do you think that is?"
"Probably the new Nimbus 2000. Shall we bet?" Albert looked at his three roommates with a half-smile.
"No, thank you." Lee Jordan shook his head, declining. It was better to opt for this than to bet on a certain loss.
"This is great."
"I also want."