Although Albert told the three of the cruel facts, they still failed to dispel the idea of Fred and the others wanting to make a fortune.

In the next few days, the three began to frequent the forbidden forest, trying to dig snow mushrooms, hoping to make a fortune.

However, the reality is undoubtedly cruel.

The three worked hard for several days, but found nothing, and they also annoyed Hagrid because of frequent entry into the woods.

The hunting ground manager often complained to Albert about this, and began to take action, preparing to drive the twin brothers out of the woods.

Entering March, the weather quickly picked up. The snow in the forest began to melt, and snow mushrooms only in the snow also disappeared with the snow. After busying for a few days, the Weasley brothers, who had found nothing, sat listlessly in the library.

They have not had a good life these days. They were caught by Hagrid as they went into the woods, and then they were caught by Professor McGonagall.

The result can be imagined-confinement.

This incident made Filch so happy, the old face rarely showed a terrible smile, but it frightened the three of them.

In recent days, Filch has been tossing them.

"Don't be depressed, life is still good." Albert patted Fred on the shoulder comfortingly, and suggested: "Saturday, let's go fishing in the lake."

"Forget it, we still don't want to go, we don't want to be taught by Hagrid again." Fred is still complaining that Hagrid handed them over to Professor McGonagall.

"Okay!" Albert didn't say more.

"What are you doing?" Angelina put down the quill, raised her head and asked curiously: "I remember your transfiguration homework was finished long ago."

"Writing a paper for "Transfiguration Today", last time in the Transfiguration Club, Professor McGonagall wrote it." Albert explained casually, but he didn't realize how amazing it was.

"You said it was written for a magazine?"

"Preparing to publish a paper on "Transfiguration Today"?" Not only Angelina, but everyone else was shocked.

"Not yet? The manuscript will be delivered to Professor McGonagall first. She will delete and select the appropriate ones, and help modify them before sending them to Transfiguration Today." Albert's thesis is: How to apply Transfiguration to The field of combat.

This is the area where President Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are good at, and he just combines what he has seen before with deformation theory.

In fact, Albert does not think that his paper can be published on Transfiguration Today. However, writing this paper is not without benefits. After reading it, Professor McGonagall will revise it seriously and write her paper at the end. Views and evaluations to help students in the Transformation Club go further.

Every time you write this thing, after you finish it, and after you finish reading it, Albert's theory of deformation will be greatly improved. This is also one of the reasons why Albert will take care of this matter.

"I suddenly felt that Professor McGonagall's transformation club is very big." Shanna admired Albert for being invited to the transformation club. "I don't know, Professor McGonagall's transformation club still does not accept people."

"Just forget it." Alia poured cold water on Shanna, "Impossible. Unless you are particularly prominent in this aspect, it is impossible to be invited in."

"I just think about it. The transformation that Professor McGonagall teaches now is very difficult. I don't have time to learn the more difficult transformation, and I don't want to write papers that don't know how many brain cells are going to die." Shanna murmured.

If it does die a lot of brain cells.

Albert always feels that his knowledge is not enough. After all, what he wrote out after a few days still can't satisfy him too much. Albert decided to hand over the paper to Professor McGonagall. As for whether it could be published in the magazine, he really didn't care.

Albert himself knows very well that his current knowledge of transformation studies is enough to deal with the transformation lessons of the past few years.

Unless there are related tasks, he has no plans to put more experience into it for the time being.

To some extent, making ends meet is not a good idea.

In fact, Albert tried to inspire this task, but he never succeeded.

"Is it finished?" Alia said with emotion, "your speed is still astonishing as always."

"It took me several days to finish."

"You don't mind lending me a look?" Alia changed the subject.

Albert didn't refuse, and passed the parchment across the table, just as he thought, Arya returned the parchment before looking at it.

There is no doubt that she cannot understand.

It is too difficult for students to explore and study magic in depth. They mainly learn and master the most basic things.

Whether to dig deeper is a personal act.

When Hogwarts students graduate, how many students will be able to practice spells to level 2 of the skill panel?

"You look tired." Shanna whispered.

"That's it for this paper, and it took a lot of effort. I can only say that I haven't reached that level." Albert began to pack his books, preparing to go to the kitchen to relax with an afternoon tea.

It would be better if you could eat some cake.

"If it's not at that level, then are we at that level?" Lee Jordan mumbled.

Albert ignored him and asked himself: "Is anyone going to the kitchen?"

"Me!" Fred also stood up, ready to go with Albert.

"Come on, your homework hasn't been finished yet." George interrupted Fred's beautiful wish cruelly, "Go now, I don't know how long it will take to write later, while everyone is here, I have to do my homework. Finish writing."

Fred sat down again dejectedly and resumed his homework.

"see you later."

Leaving the library, walking through the corridor, from the moving staircase to the first floor, and passing the hall, Filch, who was mopped, stared for a long time~www.mtlnovel.com~Albert didn't care at all and went straight to the auditorium. The kitchen below.

Albert is a frequent visitor to the kitchen. The house elves warmly welcomed him and served him with milk tea and pies.

"Thank you." Albert said with a smile. His thanks always make the house elves panic, but he knows these little guys like to hear others say that.

"You are preparing dinner?" Albert asked curiously.

"Yes, sir." The house elf nodded.

"You don't mind talking to me for a few words?" Albert took a bite of the pie and took another sip of milk tea. He sighed with relief and asked, "I am interested in everything here? Including your hardworking people. Little guy."

"It's my honor."

"Sit down." Albert asked. "What's your name?"

"Carla." The house elf said.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Albert pointed to the chair and said gently.

The house elf was reluctant to sit down no matter what. When Albert saw this, he didn't intend to force each other, but curiously asked: "Your magic is very special. I can see that it is not the same as the magic we use."

"Yes, sir, we use different magic." The house elf hesitated a little, and seemed reluctant to talk about this topic.

"Can you use our magic?" Albert saw the house elf shaking his head repeatedly, but he refused to speak, so he changed the subject, "Well, let's change the topic, can you make garlic scrambled eggs? ?"

"Garlic scrambled eggs?" Kara repeated a little confused.

"Garlic scrambled eggs..." Albert began to tell the house elves how to make garlic scrambled eggs, trying to mislead the cooking skills of these house elves.