"The popularity of the Witchcraft Card is fading. You should've personally hosted the Witchcraft Card Club last month. You didn't see how disappointed the girls were when you weren't there. Many of them thought that you had given up on the Witchcraft Card."
At the window seat in Gryffindor's common room, Lee Jordan, who was playing Witchcraft Card with Fred, was complaining to Albert about throwing the Witchcraft Card Club to him.
"If the Witchcraft Card isn't popular with the players, then this game is destined to not last." Albert reached out to touch Tom's head, flipped through the manuscript in his hand, and helped Izebert check some of the contents of the "Guide to Ancient Magic Scriptures". Occasionally, he would pick up his wand to edit the manuscript and use other colors to mark it.
"I think you should pull the Witchcraft Card." Lee Jordan felt that Albert himself didn't care much about the Witchcraft Card, so he reminded him, "Don't forget, we'll be in the seventh grade next semester and will graduate soon. By then, without your support and no one to inherit the Witchcraft Card Club, the Witchcraft Card will quickly disappear from the school and be forgotten by people. Our efforts over the past few years will be in vain."
"Didn't you already handle this last semester?" Albert asked, puzzled.
"My words aren't as effective as yours. So, I think it's best for you to handle this personally. " Lee Jordan was very depressed, but he had to admit that the popularity of the Witchcraft Card in the school was largely due to Albert. Once Albert left, it was hard to say how long the club would last.
"Maybe, we should start organizing the competition now to avoid conflict with the top three. As for the champion's reward, other than Garen, we should add an additional reward."
"What additional reward?"
"You can dance with Albert at the Christmas ball. That's a good idea, right? It'll definitely attract a bunch of girls."
Albert suddenly raised his head and glared at Fred who came up with this bad idea. He reminded him in a bad mood, "I already have a dance partner."
"So what? It's not like I'm going to be your dance partner. Besides, you still have to dance at the Christmas ball, right? The additional reward is one, no, three dances with you." George completely didn't know what he was talking about. "I bet that there will be a lot of girls willing to participate in the competition and fight for the chance to dance with you."
"I think it's a good idea too. You just have to sacrifice a little. Anyway, a dance will only last a few minutes. I'll post an announcement later to inform everyone of this good news." Lee Jordan clapped his hands and happily finalized the plan.
"Tom, scratch him," Albert's Up.
Abbott commanded Fat Cat Tom to launch a surprise attack on Lee Jordan. Suddenly, there was a scream in the common room.
The originally noisy lounge suddenly fell into a dead silence. The students all turned their heads to look in this direction, as if they were very curious about what had just happened.
.... ".... nothing '' ''s's.
Lee Jordan awkwardly apologized to everyone. He was just shocked. He didn't expect the chubby Tom to be so agile. His arm was scratched and bleeding.
Fred and George laughed heartlessly.
However, they all thought that it was a good idea. The best way to make the Wizard card popular again was to use Albert's popularity. It would definitely attract a lot of girls.
As long as girls joined the Wizard card club, boys would naturally be willing to join. As more and more people joined, the members who had gradually given up would naturally pick up the Wizard card again and return.
After all, playing games was only fun when everyone played together.
"You don't have to be so ruthless. Your arm is bleeding." Lee Jordan directed his anger at the Vesle twins who were gloating. "You didn't get angry when Fred and George sold aphrodisiacs."
"Ahem." George coughed lightly and tried to change the topic. "Who is the next manager of the Wizard card club?"
"Right, how many bottles of aphrodisiacs have you sold these days?" Lee Jordan didn't fall for it and continued to ask.
"Thirty-seven. Many girls in the school bought a bottle from Garen, "Fred said proudly." Of course, we also sold the antidote to the aphrodisiac. "
George reached out and covered his face. Fred was really an idiot. He was too complacent.
Although selling the aphrodisiac and antidote did earn them a sum of money from Garen, you couldn't say that in front of Albert. Weren't they being tricked by Lee Jordan?
"Are the aphrodisiacs you made really reliable?" Lee Jordan expressed his doubts. Fred and George couldn't attend Snape's potion improvement class. How could there be people who dared to buy the potions they made?
"I'll tell everyone that we borrowed Albert's potion notes and found the aphrodisiac formula. It's easier to brew the potion compared to other formulas," Fred said proudly.
Then, there was another scream in the common room.
This time, it was Lee Jordan's turn to gloat. He ignored Fred and George, threw down the wizard card and stood up. "I'll write an announcement and tell everyone the good news."
"That bastard ran away. I was so close to winning!" Fred stared at the wizard card in his hand and gritted his teeth.
"I don't know when the rain will stop. I feel like I'm getting moldy." George looked at the rain outside the window and quickly changed the topic. "I heard that Professor Moody used the Soul Seizing Curse on the students in class. He said that he wanted everyone to experience the feeling of being controlled by the Soul Seizing Curse so that they could learn how to resist it."
When he said this, George secretly glanced at Albert. Seeing that he didn't react, he continued, "I think that after a while, it might be our turn. Do you think Dumbledore will agree to Professor Moody doing this?"
"I don't know, but Professor Moody's intention should be good. At least he can teach everyone how to resist the Soul Seizing Curse." Albert didn't kill him. In fact, he also felt that it was necessary to let everyone experience the feeling of being controlled by the Soul Seizing Curse, at least in a safe and reliable situation.
"I didn't expect you to actually agree with his approach." George was a little surprised.
"Is there a problem?"
"No."
"However, I won't give anyone the chance to use the Soul Seizing Curse on me." Albert took out a bag of dried fish from his pocket, tore open the bag, and put it on the table.
"You still suspect that there's something wrong with him?"
During this period of observation, Fred didn't see anything wrong with Professor Moody. He rarely even saw him drink from the arc-shaped bottle.
"I won't take the risk." Albert said calmly, "When the time comes, I'll find an excuse to take leave. Well, I remember you guys seem to have quick-acting truant candy."
"What effect do you want?"
"Is the fever candy ready?" Albert asked.
"No problem. We've already tested it," Fred promised.
"That's more like your style." George wasn't surprised. He looked around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping. After quietly casting the Earplugs Listening Spell, he said in a low voice, "Who do you think that guy is in disguise? I know you must know something."
"It's useless to tell you. It's fine as long as you know that guy is an impostor." Albert didn't intend to tell the three of them the truth. He told them that Professor Moody was an impostor so that they would be wary of him.
"I think he's quite similar."
"If he wasn't, he would've been discovered by Dumbledore a long time ago. How could he still stay in the school to teach?" George looked at Albert and asked, "Actually, I'm more curious about what method Albert used to see through the flaws of the impostor."
"Is this very important?" Fred felt that Albert wouldn't tell them, so he suggested, "I think we should take some time to practice magic to strengthen our combat ability."
"I heard that if you've been controlled by the Soul Seizing Spell too many times, you'll develop a resistance to the spell." Albert gave the two of them an evil smile. "How about it? Do you want to try it?"
"Didn't you hear what Professor Moody said?" Fred looked at Albert with some surprise. "If you use the Soul Seizing Spell on people, you'll have to go to Azkaban prison."
"Just don't let them know." George also felt that it was quite boring recently. They only had three classes and spent most of their time studying joke props.
"Come and do assault training with me some other day!" Albert said without hesitation.
"We should indeed strengthen our defense against black magic." Fred and George looked at each other and thought that it was a good idea. After all, if the magic world was really in turmoil in a few years, it would be a good thing to have more magic to protect themselves.
After Lee Jordan posted on Gryffindor's bulletin board that the wizard card would be holding a competition in advance, several girls ran to Albert to ask about the ball.
"Look at what you've done." Albert stared at Lee Jordan with dissatisfaction. After patiently sending the girls away, he immediately packed his things and prepared to leave. He did not want to be pestered by a group of girls asking about the ball.
"Albert, please wait a moment."
When Albert picked up the fat cat, Tom, and was about to dash into the stairs, a voice called him from behind.
"Hermione, what's the matter?" Albert stopped and turned his head to ask.
"Dumbledore asked me to give you this." Hermione hurried over and handed the note to Albert, panting.
"Professor Dumbledore?" Albert took the note suspiciously. When he opened it, he saw what was written inside.
Dear Albert,
Please come to my office next Wednesday at eight o 'clock in the evening.
Have a good life.
Albus Dumbledore
P.S.: I like cockroaches.
That's it?
Albert looked at the message on the parchment and fell into a short silence. He put the parchment in his pocket and smiled at Hermione. "Thank you, Hermione."
"Um … Can you take me to the kitchen when you have time?" Hermione looked at Albert with sincere eyes.
"Don't tell me you want to rush into the kitchen and ask the house elves to stop working?" Albert stared into Hermione's eyes and said in a joking tone.
"No, I don't plan to do that. I just want to figure out the location of the kitchen and see how the house elves are doing." Hermione looked away. She felt that Albert's gaze was very invasive and made her a little uncomfortable.
"I have to remind you." Albert knew that Hermione just wanted to get some information first. "If you do that, trust me, not only will you not be appreciated, you will also become the object of disgust of the house elves."
"I know." Hermione said awkwardly. She felt that Albert had seen through her thoughts, so he reminded her like that.
"The kitchen is down the hall, and the entrance is hidden behind the painting of a bowl of fruit. Just scratch the pear lightly, and it will chuckle. The doorknob will appear, and when you open the door, you will be in the kitchen. "Albert told Hermione the location of the kitchen.
"Thank you." Hermione turned and walked away.
"You shouldn't have told Hermione the location of the kitchen." Fred looked at Hermione's back and said, "I always feel that she plans to ask the house elves to rebel."
"You should persuade her. I believe you can do it," George said.
"I've tried, but I never feel that I can persuade anyone, especially those who are stubborn. It's too difficult to persuade them," Albert said calmly.
"You persuaded the three of us without much effort."
"Hermione is very immature and stubborn. If she doesn't suffer a little, she will never wake up. Even if I didn't tell her the location of the kitchen, she would have found it sooner or later." Albert was very open-minded. Perhaps when Hermione was treated with disdain by the house elves, she would cool down and reconsider whether her actions were reasonable.
"I hope she won't make the house elves unwilling to work." George also didn't agree with Hermione's approach.
"No, if she advertises those things in the house elves, she will probably be seen as the most unpopular person!" Albert said as he returned to the dormitory. He actually admired Hermione's approach. Perhaps because he was an adult and a transmigrator, Albert usually took the initiative to avoid danger and protect himself, unlike Hermione who was stubborn.
To be honest, compared to the problem of the house elves, Albert was more concerned about why Dumbledore was looking for him.
The two of them had a good relationship, but that was it. Albert usually took the initiative to avoid Dumbledore, and the two of them didn't have much interaction.
There weren't many things that could make the other party look for him. It could be the top three, or he could be looking for him for divination, or it could be because of the information he leaked through Harry and Sirius.
Although Dumbledore didn't believe in divination, if he could see something from the crystal ball, he might be able to make some judgments about what might happen next.
Well, if Dumbledore asked, how should he answer?
Give him some hints?
A smart person like Dumbledore would definitely be more willing to believe in his own judgment.
Albert felt that it was best to be conservative and mention Lord Voldemort's conspiracy so that Dumbledore would continue to suspect Moody. He believed that without evidence, the principal wouldn't do anything to his old friend. At most, he would test him a little. Little Crouch would definitely be able to handle it.
He still needed to use Little Crouch to get the mission reward on the interface. If he accidentally killed Little Crouch, his own mission on the interface would also be finished.
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