The castle, which had been deserted due to the Christmas holidays, became lively again after the students returned.

Gryffindor students gathered in twos and threes to chat about trivial matters during the vacation, and a few students were working hard for their vacation homework.

Albert cleaned up the dormitory, and sat with Lee Jordan near the window to play the wizard card. This deck is not the same as the original one. The classification is more detailed, and even the cards have become very regular and can already be sold.

Although the wizard card is not as popular as it was at the beginning, there are still many students in the school who are willing to join the wizard card club.

Everyone is not just for the championship reward, but also because they can always find friends in the club to play cards together.

It's really great to get together to play cards.

The only regret is that the wizard card still has not been produced on a large scale, and the sale is considered a loss-making business. Nowadays, the Wizarding Card Club relies more on Lee Jordan's enthusiasm for management, and he himself is also enthusiastic about it.

"I finally beat you once. It's not easy." Lee Jordan raised his hands and stretched out, grinning: "You haven't played the wizard card for too long."

"Yes, it's been a long time." Albert put down the wizard card in his hand, looked sideways at Fred and George who were rushing to copy homework, and asked with a smile: "How about it, are you done? "

"Almost, there is one last point left."

"It will be done soon."

"I don't know why the two of them are unwilling to spend some time on this." Lee Jordan is not surprised at this. After each vacation, Fred and George need to copy homework unexpectedly to complete the vacation homework.

"Who saw Harry?"

Wood looked around the common room and walked towards Fred and George.

"Wood, what's the matter with Harry? He seemed to have something to go back to the dormitory just now, and he should be down soon." Lee Jordan raised his hand and said hello to Wood, "Oh, he's here."

"Something." Wood didn't say much, he had already seen Harry.

"Guess what they are talking about?" Lee Jordan said, looking at the two people over there.

"Probably it was Quidditch. Now Wood only focuses on Quidditch." Albert speculated: "He was probably asking Potter if he had bought a new flying broomstick, and if there was a way to solve the dementor. problem."

"I guess so."

Lee Jordan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't hold back, quietly leaning over to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

Albert put the cards on the table away, put them back in the box, and moved his eyes to the sneaky Lee Jordan. He couldn't help but feel amused.

"Firebolt? Really? A real Firebolt?"

Wood's voice was loud, almost roaring, the atmosphere in the entire common room couldn't help but stagnate. Everyone could feel his excitement and excitement from Wood's voice, all looking at the place where Harry and Wood were. , Quietly pricked his ears to eavesdrop.

"With a curse? How come there is a curse?" Wood couldn't believe what he heard.

"No, I'll talk to Professor McGonagall and let her be rational."

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Wood seemed to be irritated, his face was pale, and he walked hurriedly towards the outside of the common room.

"Harry received a firebolt as a Christmas present."

After Lee Jordan returned, he told Albert and the twins the news, "But the firebolt sent was not signed. I don't know who gave Harry the Christmas gift. Professor McGonagall thought the firebolt was suspicious and worried. There is an evil spell on it, so take Firebolt away for inspection."

"Professor McGonagall would think that Firebolt is suspicious. After all, there is no signature, and the price of Firebolt is very expensive. If someone deliberately manipulates it, Potter may be in danger after riding a flying broomstick." To express understanding of Professor McGonagall's approach, she only cared about Harry Potter's safety, although the other party might not appreciate it.

"The whole country is searching for Black, how can he walk into the Quidditch boutique to buy a flying broom?" Ron, who was sitting not far from them, retorted in a low voice.

"Why enter the Quidditch boutique?" Albert looked at Ron suspiciously and reminded, "As long as someone is willing to pay and can afford it, let Owl help pre-order. As for the buyer, just think of it. Just take care of the name."

"Do you also think that Firebolt was given by Black?" Hermione had just crawled into the common room from the entrance of the cave, and couldn't help but interrupt when they happened to hear them talking about it.

"I don't know, as long as the person who gave the Firebolt is not found, everything is possible, isn't it?" Of course Albert knew that the Firebolt was a gift from Black to Harry.

"Albert, can we talk in private?" Hermione said in a low voice, "I have something to tell you."

"Very important?"

"Very important."

"Okay." Albert stood up and followed Hermione towards the outside of the common room.

The two found a remote and unmanned hidden passage. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping around, Hermione took a few deep breaths, tried to calm her emotions, and said, "I found that Professor Lupin seems to be... a werewolf."

Hermione quickly talked about how she discovered Professor Lupin's identity.

It turned out that during the Christmas holidays, Hermione finished Snape's homework on how to identify and kill werewolves, and discovered that Professor Lupin always took time off at the full moon, and his Bogut was a moon.

After Hermione finished her discovery, she noticed that Albert didn't have much reaction, and couldn't help asking, "You actually knew it a long time ago, didn't you?"

"Well, I guessed it. I guessed it when I noticed that Professor Lupin always got sick at the full moon." Albert did not deny the incident. As for the excuses, of course he made up casually, and Hermione just mentioned the moon profit and loss chart.

"How did Dumbledore let the werewolves teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Hermione looked uneasy. Although from the Muggle world, she still knew exactly what a werewolf meant.

In the magic world, werewolves are more notorious than giants, because once they are bitten by a werewolf, it basically means that their entire life is ruined.

"Although many werewolves have become very evil due to the torture of wolves and the isolation of other wizards, there are still a small number of werewolves who have kind hearts." Albert softly calmed Hermione's uneasy emotions and continued: "Lupin The professor is obviously not an evil wizard, otherwise Dumbledore would not invite him to work in the school."

"But when I became a werewolf..."

"As long as it is reasonably controlled, Professor Lu Ping will not pose a threat to the students."

"Reasonable control?"

"Yes, since Professor Dumbledore has appointed Professor Lupin as the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I think he should have asked Professor Snape to prepare Professor Lupin's venom potion. As long as he takes this potion, the werewolf will transform into Still being able to stay sane, it will no longer be that dangerous."

Hermione remembered that Harry had mentioned that Snape was trying to murder Lupin with medicine. The potion at that time should have been the so-called "Wolf's Potion".

"Actually, most werewolves have a hard time. It is not difficult to see this from Professor Lupin's clothes." Albert sighed softly: "Professor Dumbledore undoubtedly gave Professor Lupin a decent But one thing you need to know is that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is also a very risky profession."

"Do you mean the curse of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?" Hermione had also heard that almost no Defence Against the Dark Arts professor could serve for more than a year.

"You probably don't know that since I came to Hogwarts, except for Professor Bud who resigned early and was not injured, Professor Smith disappeared, Professor Quirrell died, and Professor Lockhart became a fool." Albert Continue to say: "I guess that few wizards are willing to come to Hogwarts as a professor of defense against the dark arts. This position is too unlucky, and Professor Lupin just needs a decent career, so Professor Dumbledore just lacks. Talents will invite him to work in the school."

"Of course, I think in order to prevent Professor Lu Ping from having an accident, it is best to remind him to resign early to avoid possible dangers."

Hermione opened her mouth, suddenly wondering what to say.

"Help keep it secret, okay?"

Hermione nodded.

"By the way, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, have you quarreled with Potter and Weasley?" Albert asked, turning off the topic.

"Because of the Firebolt, they both ignored me." Hermione's mood was a little low.

"This... we can only say that we are still young, and some things are not so thorough." Albert softly comforted, "Most people actually care more about their feelings, whether it's you, me, Ron or Harry is like this, we care more about our own affairs."

"I think Harry must know that you are good for him, but sometimes that's the way it is. People are a complicated creature, and sometimes they don't want you to be good for him." Albert said suddenly, "I think you look like Very tired. Twelve courses will give you a lot of pressure. If I were you, I would give up divination and Muggle studies."

"I can't do it, I don't want to give up." Hermione shook her head.

"Sometimes that's the case." Albert said calmly. "As a friend, what I can help you is to persuade you to give up a few courses and give you some advice. That's it."

"Of course, I am not qualified to say that." Albert laughed at himself.