Study Days at Hogwarts

At the end of the month, the rain that had been falling for several days stopped, and the sky finally began to clear up. The bright sunshine swept away everyone's gloomy mood these days. All the students who had been staying in the castle recently came out for activities, and the energetic Weasley brothers even more He is already having fun with Li Qiaodan.

Next to the hunting cabin, Hagrid was drying moldy animal skins. After hearing the footsteps coming in, he turned around and greeted the visitor: "Why do you look so lethargic?"

"I guess I've been staying in the castle for a long time, and I've been under a lot of academic pressure recently." Albert bent down, stretched out his hand to rub Yaya's dog's head, and took out the dog food prepared in advance to feed Yaya.

"Look, what did I just hear? You actually said you were under academic pressure?" Hagrid paused in his movements and his eyes widened.

Hagrid still knew a little bit about Albert. It was damning that a famous genius at Hogwarts would actually say that he was under academic pressure.

"Yeah." Albert didn't say much, waved the boomerang he made in front of Yaya, and then threw it away hard.

He came here just to play with Yaya. Playing with pets can effectively relax his mood.

"This is not like you. By the way, I just baked some cookies. Do you want some?" Hagrid also took out other stored things to dry.

"Forget it, my teeth are not as good as yours." Albert refused dryly.

"Is that such a pity?" Hagrid sat on the wooden chair, put the plate of cookies next to him, reached out to pick up one, and took a bite. The crisp sound of the cookies could be heard even from a long distance away.

"You demand too much of yourself."

"Maybe." Albert took out a chocolate toffee from his robe pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

Not long ago, Professor Broad wrote to me with the advice of being single-minded. He believed that Albert should focus on one thing first, such as magic writing or improved protective bracelets.

Albert understood what Professor Brod meant. The former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor actually wanted him to slow down his progress. Sometimes, if you slow down a little, some obstacles will be overcome naturally.

In fact, Albert himself knew why. He was too ambitious and encountered a situation similar to Hermione's.

However, unlike Hermione, Albert has a plug-in body protection, so the upper limit is actually very high, but the more he learns, and the more he learns, coupled with alchemy, his energy is not enough, so he says that he is under academic pressure. .

In fact, it was Albert who caused all the troubles for himself.

This is the consequence of being too greedy.

"By the way, did you cast a spell on that thing?"

Hagrid was very surprised when he saw the boomerang flying back automatically.

"Well, it's a kind of tracking spell." Albert did not deny that there are actually many kinds of tracking spells and many uses, and the boomerang effect he created is to make it return to its owner.

Of course, the effect of the spell is actually not strong. The boomerang will automatically rotate, and its effect is to pull on it and let the boomerang return directly to Albert's hand.

"What a brilliant spell!" Hagrid couldn't help but sigh. He himself had no talent in magic.

Albert's expression was a bit strange. Last time Fred and George disappeared in the Forbidden Forest, he deliberately learned this spell. However, the disadvantage of the spell is that the distance is short, and it will fail if it is too far.

While the two were talking, Yaya came back after the boomerang. It didn't understand how this thing came back on its own.

Albert raised his hand and touched Yaya, fed it something more, and then threw the boomerang out. Yaya suddenly jumped out again, chasing it away.

"Hagrid, do you have a fishing rod?" Albert suddenly asked.

"What do you want a fishing rod for?" Hagrid looked at Albert in confusion, "Are you ready to fish?"

"Well, relax." Albert said.

"Relax, why don't you ride a broom and fly around in the sky?" Hagrid asked doubtfully, "By the way, I heard from Charlie that you didn't join the Quidditch team."

"I have many things to do. If I can't train with everyone, then don't join the team." Albert said honestly, "Also, I fish mainly because I want to eat grilled fish."

"So, are you going to catch one and bake it yourself?" Hagrid couldn't help but widen his eyes, unable to understand Albert's thinking.

"My cooking skills are actually pretty good."

"I have fresh beef here, do you want it?" Hagrid asked.

"Your lunch?" Albert looked at Hagrid in surprise, but still refused, "If I eat it, what will you eat?"

"You're such a small person, you can eat as much as you want, and I have a lot of them." Hagrid said disapprovingly. With that said, he took Albert to see the beef. There was quite a lot of it, but the presentation was not very good and it was not handled properly. "

"Can you eat so much by yourself?" Albert stared at the beef in the iron bucket and raised his eyebrows.

"No, I will eat some, and then take the rest to feed in the Forbidden Forest..." Hagrid suddenly stopped.

"What are you feeding?" Albert asked curiously.

"Dog." Hagrid's tone was firm as if to enhance his persuasion.

"Dog, don't you have one?" As soon as Albert finished speaking, he heard a bang on the wooden door, as if something hit the door.

When Albert opened the door, he found Fang lying on the ground holding a boomerang. He finally caught this cunning little thing.

Because the wooden door was temporarily closed, the boomerang that Albert had forgotten hit the wooden door directly, and then Yaya was caught.

"As expected of Yaya." Albert gave the dog food to Yaya, tilted his head and looked at Hagrid and asked: "Isn't there one of these? Although he is a bit timid, Yaya is not bad! And, what you said Where’s the dog?”

"Raised in the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid said awkwardly.

"Why are they kept in the Forbidden Forest?" Albert asked reflexively, but soon realized that there was something wrong with this matter. He suddenly repeated: "Dogs raised in the Forbidden Forest are dangerous?"

"No, Lu Wei is not dangerous at all." Hagrid retorted in a panic.

"Lu Wei?" Albert repeated, somehow feeling that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Hagrid, I have reminded you more than once. What you say is not dangerous is just that it is not dangerous for you." Albert reminded Hagrid again.

"Don't worry, I will always keep it in the Forbidden Forest and will not let it appear in front of the students at Hogwarts." Hagrid comforted him. He also knew that Albert had good intentions and followed his suggestion. , so I kept Lu Wei in the Forbidden Forest after careful consideration.

"Okay!" Albert raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't mind taking me to see your new dog?"

"This..." Hagrid hesitated.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else." Albert comforted, "You know, I never talk nonsense."

"Okay!" Hagrid finally nodded in agreement.

"By the way, do you want some roast beef?"

"Why not? Just take this time to marinate it." Albert took out his wand from his pocket, reached out and turned over the beef in the iron barrel, selecting the parts that were more suitable for roasting.

As he said that, he turned his head and looked: "By the way, Hagrid, do you want it?"

"want."

Hagrid watched Albert use the cutting spell to cut off two pieces of beef from the top, then cut it in half, put it in a large bowl, poured beer and some seasonings in a similar manner, massaged it briefly, and then covered it The lid begins to marinate.

"Is this good?"

"The way Muggles eat." Albert said without hesitation: "I have always thought that Muggles are better at cooking food than wizards. Don't deny it. Muggles know how to enjoy life better than wizards, even if the British cooking skills have always been better. Very… ordinary.”

Albert went outside to get water to wash his hands, while Hagrid divided the beef into four portions. One portion was his food for today, and the other three portions were obviously food for his dogs.

"Three servings." Albert raised his eyebrows slightly, finally remembering what Hagrid's new pet was.

A few minutes later, Albert followed Hagrid, who was carrying an iron bucket, towards the Forbidden Forest. Ya Ya, who was still eating beef, immediately swallowed the last small piece of beef and followed quickly behind the two of them.