The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"The o.w. Ls exam seems to be terrifying. I heard that there are people who can't bear the pressure of the exam and are emotionally broken."

　　 Hermione and Albert just came out of the library and walked side by side in the corridor leading to the Gryffindor common room, chatting casually about recent events.

　　Actually, Hermione would like to inquire about o. w. The thing about the Ls exam. The twelve courses caused a lot of pressure on her, and she was a little worried that she could not bear it o. w. The pressure brought by the Ls exam finally broke down like everyone else.

"The difficulty of the o.w. Ls exam is not high, and it is not difficult to get excellent results." Albert said to Hermione, "As long as you can thoroughly grasp the key points the professors have mentioned in class, I miss you It should be able to easily pass the written and practical tests of o.w.Ls."

　　 In fact, Albert is not casually perfunctory, he has read through the o. w. For the Ls exam, it is found that most of the exam content is very similar, which means that as long as you have mastered this part of the knowledge, you can easily pass the exam.

"Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between a genius and an ordinary person!" Hermione was a little depressed. "Exams that are difficult for others, I think you don't need much review, and there is a lot of time to study other things. "

"You are also very smart. You don't need to belittle yourself. Even if you are a genius, you need to work hard, not to mention you are a genius." Albert took out a few candies and handed them to Hermione. Maybe Percy can give you some good suggestions, and his approach is more suitable for you."

　　 "Percy suggested that I come to you for help." Hermione whispered. She once approached Percy, hoping that the other party could give her some advice, but Percy's suggestion to her was to ask Albert directly for the knowledge that she didn't understand, to ask the other party for advice, master first, and then think.

　　 Albert's mouth twitched. He was really busy. He had a lot of things to do every day and didn't have much time to help Hermione.

　　Hermione knew that Albert was busy, so she didn't feel embarrassed to bother him.

　　 Of course, there are other reasons, but Hermione didn't want to trouble herself with Albert.

　　 Both were silent until they came to the entrance of Gryffindor's common room and found that Neville Longbottom seemed to be in trouble.

　　Sir Cadogan would not let him into the common room.

　　 "What's the matter?" Albert stepped forward and asked.

"He kept changing his passwords. Those passwords confused me!" Neville said miserably with tears in his eyes: "Later, I could only write down all those passwords, but I lost the piece of paper! "

"It's true!" Sir Cadogan yelled at Neville, and said to Albert and Hermione, "You should chain this fool into the dungeon. He actually intends to enter it forcibly. s room!"

　　 "Weird skin." Albert said to Sir Cadogan, "I suggest you change a more normal password, and your password is changed too frequently. Many people have approached me to protest this."

　　 "Longbottom is not the first person to be driven crazy by the password." Albert said to Hermione beside him.

"You can only open the door by saying an order. This is the rule for entering the Gryffindor common room. You can't expect Sir Cadogan to open this opening for you, and don't plead with a painting. Weakness will only be exchanged for others. Contempt and ridicule."

Albert turned his head and said to Neville, "If you often forget something, I suggest you prepare a small note, then tie it to your belt with a chain, and write it down on the note if you forget it. Take your notes and look through them. I remember a quill pen that can automatically refill ink, or you can use Muggle charcoal pens, fountain pens, or ballpoint pens."

　　 As he said, Albert took out a note from his pocket and shook it in front of Neville Longbottom. "This is much more practical than the memory ball, don't you think, Longbottom?"

　　 "Thank you, thank you!"

　　Navi thanked Albert sincerely. He felt that he was really stupid to use the memory ball before. Albert provided him with a good solution to forgetfulness.

　　 Whenever there is something, write it down and take the notes with him, so he doesn’t need to worry about forgetting things.

　　 "I didn't expect you to carry this kind of thing with you." Hermione was very surprised. She knew that although Albert could not remember to remember, his memory was better than most people.

"You can't remember everything, especially when you are busy, sometimes notes can be more reliable than memory." Albert said with a smile: "Fred and George will also carry such a note. They will write it down when they have inspiration occasionally, but the quill pen is a bit not easy to use, so they all use Muggle ballpoint pens now."

　　 "Will you guys get in?" Sir Cadogan couldn't help complaining.

　　 After entering the common room, the two separated. Albert first greeted the three roommates who were whispering together, and planned to go back to the dormitory first and take Tom down to relax.

　　As soon as he went upstairs, Albert heard a rush of footsteps coming upstairs, getting louder and louder, as if an angry man was running on the stairs.

　　 A few seconds later, someone rushed down the stairs with a bed sheet, and he immediately turned sideways to make way for the other person.

　　 "It looks like Ron?"

After seeing the person's appearance, Albert recalled carefully, temporarily unable to remember which famous scene this was, and continued to walk towards the dormitory, but Ron's angry roar was already heard below: "Look, see...Look. what is this!"

　　 After Albert went downstairs with Tom in his arms, he found out from Lee Jordan what had just happened.

　　Hermione's cat ate Ron's mouse?

　　 So the two fell out.

　　 "I think the mouse called Scabbard has a special meaning to Ron, that's why he was so angry." Albert could understand Ron's thoughts.

　　 "Special meaning, his pet?"

　　 "Or a girlfriend?"

　　 Fred and George looked at each other and couldn't help giggling. They obviously didn't understand what the so-called special meaning meant.

　　 "It's family."

　　 Albert looked at the twins who teased Ron quite speechlessly, and explained: "For some people, pets are also part of the family."

　　 If someone eats his Tom, or kills him, Albert probably will be mad.

　　 "Family?" Fred and George were silent for a moment.

　　 "So Ron sees Shaban as his family? So we are like Shaban in Ron's heart." Fred sighed heavily, showing a distressed look.

　　 "I think this should be just a metaphor. means just as important as family." Lee Jordan said quite speechlessly.

　　 "However, we didn't expect Ron to value the mouse that much. I thought he would care more about his friends." George understood, but he couldn't understand why Ron would fall out with his friends.

"That's Percy's mouse!" Fred murmured: "It seems to have lived for a long time, five years or even longer. I think that mouse should be dying. Pets like mice usually don't live long. In fact, I think it’s better for it to die early, at least not to suffer the pain of dying slowly."

　　 Lee Jordan suddenly understood why Albert didn't let them trouble Filch's cat. He used to think that Albert liked cats, which was the reason.

　　 "For Filch, that cat is his family?" Lee Jordan said suddenly.

"what?"

　　 The three of them didn't react for a while.

　　 "I suddenly understand why you didn't let us touch Filch's cat." Lee Jordan couldn't help but sigh.

　　 Fred and George were a little silent, and it was not difficult for them to see Filch's situation from Ron's body.

"The cat is a family member to Filch, a spiritual sustenance. If you kill Mrs. Lorice or hurt him, I bet that Filch will always stare at you and keep looking. You are in trouble. Remember how Filch looked after Mrs. Loris was petrified last year?"

　　 "That's like a mad dog."

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