Chapter 293： 1 group of pit cargo (1/2)
When I left the responsive house, the curfew had not yet arrived.
Albert gave the order in front of the portrait of the fat lady, and got into the Gryffindor lounge from the exposed passage. At this point, most people have already returned to the dormitory to rest.
”Where have you been?” Shanna looked at Albert coming in from outside in surprise.
”Kitchen, do you want it?”
Albert shook the bag in his hand, which contained butter cookies.
”Thank you.” Shanna took two butter biscuits, poured herself a cup of hot cocoa, and chatted with Albert about some of the problems encountered in study, and then went back to the dormitory to rest.
”You actually came back. We are thinking about how we will lift you out of the responsive house?”
At the moment when the door of the dormitory was opened, Fred and the others who were playing cards turned their heads and looked at the door. They were a little disappointed when they saw that it was Albert.
How hopeful is that something will happen to me?
”I'm okay, I'm really sorry for you guys!” Albert's forehead was slightly beating, and he said angrily. He decided not to give them the supper he got from the kitchen.
”You succeeded?” Lee Jordan was even more curious about what Albert said, which is said to be a very powerful self-defense weapon.
”Successful, the effect is very good.”
Albert took out the small cage from his pocket and put it on the table.
”What is this stuff?”
”mouse trap.”
”Are you kidding?” Lee Jordan raised his eyebrows.
”Idiot, it's a non-mark stretching curse.” Fred had seen this kind of magic.
”You have actually mastered the Unmarked Stretching Curse. It is said that this kind of magic is super difficult.” George said in disbelief. ”By the way, haven't you been practicing the Patronus Curse?”
”Professor Smith taught that I haven't learned how to make the patron saint speak, but I learned this first.” With that, Albert got the unconscious mouse out of the small cage.
”Where did you get the mouse?”
”It took a lot of effort to scratch the corner of the castle where the debris was piled up.” Albert poked the mouse with his hand.
”What happened to the mouse?”
”I don't know, it's probably dead!”
Albert picked up the magic wand and began to try to cast a resuscitation curse on the mouse. He was more curious whether the mouse was dead or not, whether it was cursed, or simply fainted.
”What you do will not be life-threatening!” Lee Jordan said pretendingly in horror.
”I don't know, maybe it will, maybe it won't, I'm testing its power.” Albert saw that the rejuvenation had no effect, he knew the effect of Banshee's Howl was very unusual.
”I think this mouse should be dead!” Fred poked the mouse curiously.
”No, otherwise you think Albert will cast a spell on the rat foolishly?” Lee Jordan shook his head.
”This one, shouldn't it be... Percy's spotted one?” George said suddenly, who had been silent.
”Definitely not. Anyway, isn't Percy's mouse going to die soon?”
”I think it seems to be alive well.” Fred asked in surprise, ”Can mice live for so long?
”Who knows!” Of course Albert knows that mice can't live that long, but people can, but this is not something he needs to pay attention to right now. He takes out a small packet of very dark salt from his pocket.