Chapter 538： Lockharts deeds (1/2)

The manufacturing of the live map is far simpler than Albert imagined. It only took him a while to successfully create the prototype of the map.

However, due to his lack of proficiency, he failed to expand the scope of the map to the entire Hogwarts Castle, and for the time being it was impossible to lock Ginny Weasley alone.

The only thing that makes Albert feel gratified is that after the successful creation of the spot map, a skill named Monitoring Map appeared on the skill panel.

The rest is naturally to optimize and improve the map you want.

”I don't know, can I also mark the basilisk on the map.” Albert muttered while looking at the map of the live spot in his hand.

Putting the map into his jacket pocket, he left the responsive house. Since Isobel lost the time converter, the time spent together between the two people has shrunk greatly, and even the appointment time needs to be arranged in advance.

Although Albert was able to use his time converter to send himself and Isobel back an hour ago, there are still many inconveniences after all.

After having breakfast in the hall, Albert went directly to Hagrid's hunting lodge.

Well, you mean roommate?

Early in the morning, Fred and George were excited by Woodra for training at the Quidditch Stadium.

Lee Jordan has not yet woken up.

This guy played the game of unpacking and unpacking the envelope last night.

If you think about it carefully, Fred and George, who are also very happy, are actually quite poor. They need to run on the court in the first week of school.

Perhaps it is entering September, the weather around Hogwarts is no longer as hot as before, and winter is approaching quietly.

Albert walked along the gravel path to the hunting lodge, reached out and knocked on the wooden door, and the fangs of the door quickly sounded from the room.

”Who!”

Hagrid was wearing an apron and carrying a rooster in his hand. When he opened the door, he saw that the person outside was Albert. He couldn't help but joked, ”Come in, our world champion.”

”This is for you!” Albert handed a box to Hagrid.

”What is this?” Hagrid wiped his hands on his apron vigorously, took the box that Albert handed over, and asked in confusion.

”Fudge.”

After Albert handed the box to Hagrid, he squatted down and rubbed his teething dog's head, and took out a pack of dried fish from his pocket and fed it to the hounds.

”Actually, you don't have to buy this kind of stuff for me.” Hagrid sighed and exhorted, ”Don't waste Garon in the future.”

”No, I didn't buy these things.” Albert said casually. ”In the last newspaper incident, many people gave me a bunch of packages. I took all the packages apart last night and found a bunch of them. Snacks, I sent some for you.”

Albert generally doesn't eat things sent by strangers, and he gave away all the snacks he got from unpacking.

Hagrid looked at the fudge in his hand, then looked up at Albert, suddenly wondering what to say.

”do you want to eat?”