Chapter 189: Potions class full of flavor (1/2)

On the ceiling of the auditorium, there were large black clouds surging, and the sky was drizzling. At the Gryffindor long table below, Albert, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were whispering together, and the latest issue of ”Unbelievable” was placed in front of a few people.

Professor Smith's Bogut study is published in this issue of ”Inconceivable” magazine, and Albert also mixed a position at the end of the article.

However, this is the case.

No one will pay attention to this matter specially, it is like sand grains thrown into the lake water, it can't make any ripples at all.

Although this result is a bit unexpected, it is actually expected. There are so many people in the magical world in the UK. What can they expect?

”What's the point of such a discovery?” George stared at the pictures in the ”Unbelievable” magazine, and looked at Albert questioningly. ”Will the unsolved mystery of the millennium be solved?”

”It should be... be it!”

Albert didn't know what to say.

”What are you talking about a thousand-year-old unsolved mystery?” Shanna sat down across from a few people and asked casually.

”This...” Fred handed the ”Unbelievable” magazine to Shanna, who looked up and looked at Albert in surprise.

”Are you in the magazine again?”

Albert's mouth twitched, and he turned off the subject and asked, ”Are there classes in the afternoon?”

”There are two potions classes in the afternoon.” Shanna asked puzzledly, ”By the way, you are not happy at all. If it were me, I would find a way to collect the books and magazines that mentioned me.”

”I don't have that habit.” Albert said.

”By the way, I asked the students of Hufflepuff at noon. They said that potions would teach herbicides and that there would be unexpected surprises.”

”Herbicide? It's incredible.”

”What's wrong?” All of them looked at Albert in confusion, not understanding why he was so surprised.

”The smell of the herbicide is disgusting.” Albert frowned. ”Can you imagine what would happen if an unpleasant herbicide was installed in an underground classroom?”

”Should...no?” Everyone started to make up for it.

”Perhaps it's horrible.” Albert thought it might be Snape's bad taste, and he couldn't be ignorant of the smell of the herbicide.

George and the others began to discuss whether they could escape by asking for leave. Shanna flipped through ”Magic Potion and Potion” and began to preview the textbook.

”You are not worried at all.” Fred admired Shanna's calmness.

”What's the use of worrying?” Shanna asked back, turning her head.

The three were speechless.

Yes, since you can't hide, what's the use of worrying?

After chatting with Albert for a few moments, after marking a few important places, Shanna suddenly said, ”Can you lend me the paper?”

”It's not a problem.” Albert took out the parchment from his schoolbag and handed it to Shanna. The latter began to concentrate on reading, still looking for deficiencies in his own copy.

Ever since he discovered that completing his homework seriously can greatly increase his experience, Albert's attitude towards homework has not been as casual as before.

At least, in the face of skill experience, the homework will be completed carefully to speed up the upgrade of skills.

”What homework?” Fred asked, turning his head.

”Thesis report on Flobber caterpillar mucus.” Albert said.

”Merlin's beard! I actually forgot about it.” Fred's expression froze for a moment, then stood up in horror. It was really not difficult for him to imagine that he couldn't hand over a qualified essay and was confined by Snape.

George blinked at Fred and said calmly, ”I'm done.”

”When are you finished?” Fred's eyes widened.

”Last night, I asked you to do it with me overnight.” George reminded, ”At that time, you explained that there was still time at noon.”

”Make a copy now!” Albert asked Shanna to hand over his paper to Fred, and asked him to copy some from his own paper, and then collect some from Shanna's paper. The piecemeal paper will be ready soon.

Fred picked up the quill and started struggling in the parchment.

Before the potions class, Angelina brought bad news.

”There will be Quidditch training in the evening?” George repeated. ”But isn't it the training time for the Hufflepuffs today?”

Hogwarts’ four major colleges’ teams will contract the Quidditch stadium in batches, and Gryffindor’s training time has always been Wednesday and Saturday.

”Charlie said that the Hufflepuff team had something to do, so he switched positions with us.” Angelina said, looking at Fred, and asked suspiciously, ”What is he doing.”

”Do homework.”

”Is it time?” Angelina couldn't help but shook her head. ”I remember I'm going to potions class later.”

”It's definitely too late!” Lee Jordan's face was gloating.

”Shut up, I must have time.” Fred complained dissatisfiedly while copying his homework. ”Can you be quiet, I can't concentrate.”

”However, Quidditch training is really hard. I have to go out to train in this bad weather.” Shanna raised her head and looked at the dark clouds and rain curtains above her head, then looked sideways at Albert, and suddenly asked. You don't want to join the Quidditch team because of this, do you?”

Albert noticed that many eyes were staring at him, and shrugged helplessly: ”I'm very busy and don't have time to train.”

”It's really weird to say this from your mouth.” Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain.

”Every day I read books, do homework, practice magic, join clubs, write letters to others, and occasionally go to other professors' offices to drink tea and chat.” Albert raised his palm and counted them one by one. ”If I participate in Quidditch training again, it won't be enough to split me into two. Besides, people's energy is limited after all.”

”No matter how you look at it, you are more comfortable than we are.” Shanna looked at Albert suspiciously. ”I have never seen you have a busy time.”

”I am very busy every day.”

This sentence was directly ignored by everyone.

”By the way, did the glowing spell you practiced last time succeed?” Shanna asked again.

”Reluctantly mastered.” Albert thought about the spell he had practiced a while ago. It is already level one, but it is only level one.