After October, when the weather cleared, Albert left Fred, George and Lee Jordan, who were immersed in homework, and took his Tom out for a walk alone.

Some people say that walking a cat is not a good choice, but Albert has slipped past the cat several times, and Tom will follow him closely when he goes out with him. If he runs around, he will be cursed by flying around. Recall it.

After being recalled several times by the Flying Curse, Tom knew that he couldn't run around after coming out.

When one person and one cat passed the fourth floor, they met Professor Quirrell.

The face of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was far less attractive than he had just come to Hogwarts. Perhaps it was because of being possessed by Voldemort, or he was tortured by Voldemort because he was unable to steal the Philosopher's Stone for a long time.

"Good morning, Sir."

"Good morning."

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor responded dryly.

"It's such a professor, I have a question about female ghosts." Albert did not wait for Professor Quirrell to refuse, and quickly spoke of the female ghost choir at the first-year Halloween party.

Professor Quirrell opened his mouth. He really doesn't want to meet Albert now. Every time he meets him halfway, as long as he is not in a hurry, the other party will pull out that kind of strange problem, but it makes you feel uncomfortable. Don't admit it, this is a very standard problem.

"The female ghost's voice is fatal because their screams contain a curse. I think the choir should start from this aspect. As for other reasons, I don't have any clues for the time being." Quirrell said slowly. Hesitating, "I will tell you when I find the reason!"

After speaking, Professor Quirrell slipped away, for fear that Albert might have another weird question.

Seeing Professor Quirrell's back, Albert picked up Tom and scratched his chin, muttered softly, "Tom, you are really not good!"

Perhaps, President Dumbledore let the professors arrange the mechanism to protect the Philosopher's Stone to work, perhaps, Quirrell himself was still waiting for the best time to avoid being discovered by the professors in the school when he took the Philosopher's Stone.

In short, Quirrell is still lurking now, and the efficiency is really horribly low.

Of course, you can also think that the students from Ravenclaw College are more cautious!

If Quirrell was a student of Gryffindor College, he would have been reckless and talk about it a long time ago. How could there be so much idle time to slowly inquire about the information and figure out what the professors arranged one by one.

Although the efficiency is very low, it is undeniable that Quirrell did a good job, and finally passed the mechanism arranged by the professors smoothly, but did not find out how to crack the mechanism arranged by Dumbledore.

Had it not happened to Harry, Albert even suspected that Quirrell would never be able to get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.

Well, that's right, Albert felt that it was possible to let Harry Potter face Voldemort, and it was most likely the game set by Principal Dumbledore.

On the way, Albert encountered another small twist.

Tom and Mrs. Loris confronted each other, one very fat and the other very thin, in sharp contrast.

The two cats stared at each other as soon as they met and barked their teeth to demonstrate. Albert originally thought he would fight. When he was about to take away his cat, he saw his Tom raise his paw and wave it at Mrs. Lori. After Mrs. Silk avoided, Tom quickly ran to Albert's feet, looking like I was a backer.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

In this scene, Albert wanted to laugh. He took out the dried fish from his pocket and placed it in front of Mrs. Loris, and left with his Tom.

I don't know if there has been exercise recently. Tom's physical fitness has become much better than before. At least when he went downstairs, he went directly on the ground without being tired.

On the way, there were still many girls who wanted to touch Tom, but they were all rejected. This guy was still complaining that Albert had dried his fish to other cats.

Albert took Tom out of the castle and walked towards Hagrid's cabin.

He didn't let Tom toss around in the grass around him. It rained yesterday and the soil on the ground was very dirty. If Tom made himself dirty, Albert would need to take time to bathe him and a cat. But a physical task, even if the subject is a cat who often bathes.

Tom was stuck in the air by Albert's levitation curse, and he was already used to the feeling of floating in the air, unlike the first time he panicked, his four feet were constantly paddling off the ground, as if he was taking a spacewalk.

Albert raised his hand and knocked on Hagrid's wooden door. After a while, there was a scratching sound inside the door, and Fang was scratching the door inside.

For a moment, the door opened, and Hagrid wrapped his apron, humming a little song, as if preparing lunch.

Tom was taken aback by Hagrid and meowed.

"Your cat?" Hagrid glanced at Tom and let Albert in from where the door opened.

"It's really fat."

"Yeah, Tom is indeed a bit fat. I'm currently trying to find a way to lose weight." Albert put Tom on the table, curiously approaching him, put his claws on the table, and stretched out his head to sniff at Tom. , But startled Tom, ran to Albert's side and squatted.

"Hagrid, what are you doing?" Albert asked, looking at Hagrid who was stirring the spoon.

"Mushroom soup, do you want some, the fresh mushrooms are delicious." Hagrid said excitedly.

"Fresh mushrooms?" After feeding Yaya some dog food, Albert came to Hagrid's side, looked at the mushroom soup in the pot, and looked around. His eyes fell on a basket in the corner. .

"Where did you get the mushrooms, did you buy it?" Albert asked casually, walking towards the basket.

"Bought it? No, no, on rainy days, there will always be a lot of delicious mushrooms in the forbidden forest. I went into the forest in the morning and got some back."

"Can you eat?"

"Of course it can be eaten." Hagrid raised his finger and said, pointing to a mushroom with a strange shape, a bit like an animal brain. "It grows when it rains. Would you like to stay and **** craft later?"

Albert raised his eyebrows and looked a bit like deer flower fungus?

If it is deer flower fungus, it must be cooked before eating. Raw food will cause poisoning.

However, Albert quickly expressed doubts about what Hagrid said about eating.

"Hagrid, I have to remind you that, according to common sense, most brightly colored mushrooms are highly poisonous." Albert saw a bright red mushroom with unique white spots on the mushroom, which looked like Red cute mushrooms in fairy tales or cartoons.

Well, poisonous... mushrooms.

"You said this, I call it drunken mushrooms. This is a good thing. A small amount of it will feel a little drunk, just like drinking too much." Hagrid said casually, apparently having eaten it.

Albert recalled it carefully, as if he had read similar records.

Well, a small amount of poisonous mushroom can be used to make potions. If used directly, it is likely to cause hallucinations and make you mentally confused.

Albert looked in the basket again, and felt that most of the mushrooms Hagrid retrieved from the Forbidden Forest were poisonous. Perhaps Hagrid itself was more resistant to poison, but if Albert had eaten a little poisonous mushroom Tang, you may need to be carried sideways into the school hospital later.

"Hagrid, I have to remind you..." Albert was about to speak when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

He walked over and opened the door. It was Harry and Ron.

The two looked at Albert who opened the door in surprise.

"Harry, Ron, do you want to eat with me at noon and try the mushroom soup I just made." Hagrid turned his head to look at the visitor, and said with a smile.

"Mushroom Soup?"

The eyes of the two were attracted by the cat on the table and the dog lying on the table. After hearing what Hagrid said, they were taken aback.

"Albert, you really can't get some, these mushrooms are really delicious." Hagrid scooped himself a large spoonful and put it in a bowl, and the thick mushroom scent filled the room.

"It smells really good," Ron said.

"Give me some."

Harry walked over and looked at the mushroom soup which looked good.

Albert's mouth twitched, and if the famous Harry Potter ate poisonous mushrooms and died, it would really become a joke.

"what about you?"

Hagrid served Harry another bowl.

Before Harry started eating, a hand was placed on his shoulder, stopping his movement.

"Weasley, if you don't want to be poisoned, you'd better not touch that stuff." Albert reminded.

Ron shivered with fright, and the wooden spoon in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense, why is it okay if I ate it?" Hagrid was stunned, took a spoonful into his mouth, smashed it twice, and looked at Albert in confusion.

"You're okay, it doesn't mean that others are okay." Albert shook his head, "Of course, if you don't believe it, you can go and see the mushrooms Hagrid picked up from the Forbidden Forest. There are 80% poisonous mushrooms in it."

Harry looked at Albert suspiciously at ~www.mtlnovel.com~ he thought the other party shouldn't be talking nonsense, and there is no need for that.

"Really?"

Ron looked at Harry in confusion, then at Albert, and walked towards the basket. Of course, he can't tell which mushrooms are poisonous.

"As long as they are brightly colored mushrooms, they are usually poisonous," Albert reminded.

"Ron's expression is really not pretty."

"Really?" Hagrid asked suspiciously. "Those mushrooms are quite delicious. He has eaten a small bowl, and nothing happens."

"If you don't believe it, eat it." Albert shrugged and said that he had said everything he should say, and if he didn't believe it, he couldn't help it.

PS: Tucao, except for the starting point, if you spend money to subscribe to support this book in other places, the author can't get the money.

Please remember the domain name of the book's first publication:. 4Fiction Net mobile version reading URL: