Chapter 66： In a hurry... (1/2)

Returning to the Gryffindor lounge from the library, Albert found that none of the three roommates had gone.

pushed open the door of the dormitory, and there was no one inside. No matter if you are not there, no one will bother you to write.

Albert took his wand and tapped the cabinet, opened the lock and took out the box from it, and continued to write the letter to his family.

After 　　 waited for the letter to be written, Albert used the copy curse to make a copy of the parchment, as well as all the original photos.

One is for his parents, and the other is for his grandfather Luke. Although he is far away from the magic world, Albert knows that the old man must also want to see the legendary Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

After all, it was a childhood dream, and it was a pity.

As for the beginning and end of the two letters, Albert naturally needs to write separately.

After writing, Albert put the letters into the cardboard boxes conjured by Transfiguration. By the way, the gifts purchased from Hogsmeade were divided into them.

Of course, pumpkin juice and butter beer, the specialty drinks of the magic world, are absolutely indispensable.

After the packaging was finished, Albert found that the package sent to his family was a bit big. I can't help but worry about whether the small body of my owl can withstand the weight of the package and whether it can safely deliver the package to the target.

”It seems that I can only borrow the owls in the school.” Albert murmured. He picked up the feather pen beside him and wrote his name, sender's name and mailing address on the package.

Then, I folded the two packages together, held them in my arms with both hands, and did not forget to close the door when I walked out of the dormitory.

Passing by the common room, Albert holding the parcel also attracted the attention of others.

However, he didn't care about the curious glances other people occasionally cast, and walked up the castle, and finally came to the West Tower, the owl shed on the top of the West Tower.

Fortunately, I have practiced karate, and I do exercise on weekdays. My physical fitness is not as scumbag as I was in my previous life. Otherwise, it would be exhausting to climb up and down with a package.

As Albert was walking up the outer stairs, he heard rapid footsteps behind him, and he immediately leaned against the stairs. He saw a big guy hurriedly climbing up, probably also sending something. Almost hit Albert.

”Is it really in such a hurry?” Albert muttered, looking up at the man's back.

After a while, Albert saw the other person again, and didn't know what was going on with that person. It seemed that he had fallen, and some straw and...owl **** stuck to his robe.

When the man walked by Albert's side with a sullen face, he could still smell the stench of bird droppings from him.

The Owl Shack is a round stone room. The windows here are all empty, plus it’s high in the sky, the air inside is fairly smooth

However, Albert didn't plan to go in, because the floor of the owl shed was full of straw, owl droppings and mouse bones. It is not interesting to step on bird droppings and fall to the ground.

The unlucky person who was reckless just now is the best lesson for you.

Albert stood at the door, looked up, and found that there were hundreds of owls living in the owl shed. There were all kinds of owls, and he could not find Shera from the large number of owls.