Chapter 729 A little trick

After the unconscious Harry Potter was carried away on a stretcher by Dumbledore, Mrs. Hooch fell from the sky and blew the whistle to announce the end of the game. The Hufflepuff team captured the Golden Snitch and won the Quidditch match.

 As for Diggory's proposal for a rematch, Mrs. Hooch rejected it.

Harry Potter's life or death is unknown, and the Gryffindor team suffered another disastrous defeat, which is undoubtedly good news for Slytherin House.

On the way back to the castle, Albert even saw Malfoy, who was holding a big umbrella. He was almost crazy with joy and took off the bandage on his arm, imitating Harry Potter falling off his broomstick. , making the few followers around him laugh.

 “It’s so ugly,” Isobel said softly.

 When most people thought that Harry Potter was dead, they could still joke about him. I really don’t know how much hatred the two sides have.

To be honest, this kind of person is either stupid or bad, or both stupid and bad.

After seeing this, many Gryffindor students glared at the Malfoy trio, but no one went up to beat him, which disappointed many onlookers around them.

"It's normal for a brat who is completely spoiled by his family to do something like this." Albert was not surprised at all. There are many similar guys in Slytherin College. If such people don't experience the ups and downs of life, it's very easy for them to do this. It's hard to wake up one day.

However, Malfoy's ugly face made Albert feel disgusted. He quietly raised his hand towards the laughing Malfoy, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

The big umbrella held by the three of them was blown away by a sudden strong wind, and the heavy rain poured down from the top of their heads in an instant, turning Malfoy and his two friends into drowned rats.

 “Hahahahaha!”

Seeing Malfoy's embarrassed appearance, the Gryffindor students did not hide the gloating on their faces and couldn't help laughing.

 Amidst the laughter of everyone, the three Malfoys had no choice but to lower their heads and run towards the castle in a hurry.

Once upon a time, Malfoy had laughed at Harry Potter just like the Gryffindor students laughed at him, but he never thought that the person he was laughed at would one day turn into himself.

Even though the three Malfoys were in a very embarrassed state, Albert still had no intention of letting them go.

Therefore, the three people who were running towards the castle accidentally slipped and fell into the mud. They also took a big mouthful of muddy water in their mouths. They looked dirty and unlucky, which made more students around them laugh.

 “You deserve it, you disgusting fellow.”

George, who looked like he was fished out of the water, spat aside contemptuously, with unconcealable malice on his face.

Fred has already taken out his wand, preparing to immobilize the three unlucky guys in front of him and let them sober up in the rain.

"Leave them alone, let's go to the school hospital quickly." Aaliya grabbed Fred and urged.

 “Albert, do you want to come with us?”

"The campus hospital can't accommodate so many people. Madam Pomfrey will definitely be angry." Albert comforted softly: "Don't worry, Potter will be fine."

"See you."

The Quidditch players hurried back to the castle to visit Harry in the school hospital, leaving Albert and Isobel to take a leisurely stroll in the heavy rain.

 “When did you master wandless magic?”

 Isobel was very surprised when she saw Albert using wandless magic. Although she had already guessed that Albert could use wandless magic, she did not expect that he could use it so skillfully. If she hadn't been walking with Albert, it would have been difficult for her to discover that Albert had secretly used magic to persecute the Malfoy three.

“I’ve been practicing all the time.” Albert didn’t lie. He had indeed practiced wandless magic for a long time, and he could barely use some simpler magic.

However, being able to use wandless magic so skillfully now is really thanks to the selfless contribution of the black guy in Wagadu.

 After Albert successfully completes the task of "Framing the Wagadu Player", select the skill Wandless Magic from his skill panel.

Before that, Albert thought that wandless magic was not a skill, but an advanced use of spells, but he obviously made a mistake in his judgment.

After acquiring the wandless magic skill, Albert directly invested part of his experience to upgrade it to level three. After simple training and familiarity, he was able to skillfully use some relatively simple magic without a wand.

As for using advanced magic like the Patronus Charm without a wand, Albert is not yet able to do it. He doubts that even Dumbledore can do it.

 After mastering wandless magic, Albert's strength has improved a lot.

Wandless and silent spells are simply the weapons of the evil spirits.

Most wizards would not go out of their way to be wary of a wizard without a wand, just like ordinary people would be wary of someone with a gun.

 This means to be careless.

There is a saying that goes well, no matter how powerful a wizard is, he may be knocked down by a coma spell if he is not careful.

　　At the beginning, this was how the black boy from Wagadu relied on this trick to recruit evil people, and he was always successful. If Albert hadn't noticed the panel task, he might have fallen into the same trap and been eliminated.

As soon as the two returned to the front hall, they noticed Professor Flitwick coming towards them, holding the remains of the broomstick in his hand.

"Professor Flitwick, is that Harry Potter's broomstick?" Albert stopped in the hall and waited for Professor Flitwick to come over.

"Yes, Potter's broomstick was blown away by the wind and hit the Whomping Willow." Professor Flitwick said helplessly, "He was not very lucky. If it was just blown away by the wind, he could still use it. The Flying Curse will recall it, but the broom looks like this, so I’m afraid I need to replace it with a new one.”

“What happened to those dementors? Has the Ministry of Magic lost control of the dementors?” Albert asked knowingly.

Isobel took a deep look at Albert, silently took out her wand, and helped the three of them clean up the water stains on their bodies.

"They are hungry. However, the headmaster has already gone to deal with this matter. I think something like this will never happen again." Professor Flitwick smiled approvingly at the two most satisfied students: "I just thought See, it’s amazing, very few people can master the real Patronus Charm at this age.”

"Professor Flitwick, do you need me to help you take the remains of the broom to Harry?" Albert changed the subject. "I was just about to go to the campus hospital to visit him."

 “Then I’ll trouble you.” Professor Flitwick handed the remains of the broomstick to Albert and left.

 “It really taught me a lot.”

 “It’s not the first day you’ve met me.”

"See you tonight."

Isobel knew that Albert needed to comfort his group of friends, and it happened that she also wanted to go back and change into clean and comfortable clothes.

When Albert was about to go to the campus hospital, an owl suddenly flew into the hall and immediately attracted his attention. He had encountered this kind of thing too many times. The owl actually hovered above his head for a while. After throwing a letter at Albert's feet, he flew away.

Albert bent down to pick up the envelope and walked towards the school hospital.

As soon as he entered the school hospital, Albert saw Madam Pomfrey who was directing a mop to clean up the mud on the floor. The head nurse was obviously unhappy that someone had soiled the floor of the school hospital.

“Professor Flitwick asked me to bring over the remains of Potter’s broom. Is he okay?”

"It's not serious, but he's still in a coma. Dementors have a great influence on those who can't stand being touched." Madam Pomfrey was quite friendly to Albert, "Go in, they are all inside."

Albert nodded slightly towards Madam Pomfrey and walked towards the school hospital. The Gryffindor Quidditch players were surrounding Harry's bed.

 Ron and Hermione were there too, all wet.

 “Is Potter awake?” Albert asked.

"Not yet, what are you holding in your hand?" Fred stared at the backpack in Albert's hand curiously.

 “Potter’s broom,”

Albert put the backpack containing the fragments of the broomstick on the ground and explained, "Professor Flitwick just got the broom back. I heard that it hit the Whomping Willow. You also know that the willow tree has a bad temper. So...it's a pity that Nimbus 2000 has become like this and cannot be repaired. I'm afraid Potter will have to buy a new broom. By the way, why didn't Wood come?"

“He is probably still wet in the rain.” Angelina said helplessly. “Maybe he is very upset about this failure. He has always hoped to win another championship for Gryffindor.”

"Wood really loves Quidditch. He will probably join the team after graduation!" Albert could understand Wood's thoughts. "By the way, if you don't want to catch a cold, it's best to go back and change clothes before coming over. I just asked Madam Pomfrey that Potter was only unconscious due to the influence of the Dementors."

“At that time, I was really scared.”

"You should believe in the abilities of the professors. If you do fall off the broom, they will recite a shock-absorbing spell for you in time and you will be fine." Albert waved his wand, conjuring a bouquet of carnation and placing it on the vase. He patted Aaliya on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be sad, we will win the championship."

 “That’s the best news I’ve ever heard,” George muttered.

 “See you later.”

After Albert returned to the common room, he heard many students talking about dementors. After he appeared, a group of people surrounded Albert and asked him how to drive away the dementors.

“The Patronus Charm is one of the more difficult spells to master.”

Faced with everyone's inquiries, Albert did not hide his secrets and taught the students in the common room how to use the Patronus Charm.

"Aren't you afraid that they won't be able to learn it and will blame you for cheating them?" Li Jordan didn't think highly of those people. The three of them had learned it for so long and still hadn't fully mastered it, let alone the others.

“Will you blame me if you can’t master the Patronus Charm?”

Albert took out new clothes from the closet and put them on, then took out Bard's letter to himself from his robe pocket, opened the envelope and began to read the contents inside.

“Don’t tell me, some people are just so baffled.” Lee Jordan noticed something was wrong with Albert’s expression and asked doubtfully: “What happened to that letter?”

“Read it yourself!” Albert handed the letter to Lee Jordan and asked, “Remember not to tell anyone.”

After reading the letter, Lee Jordan looked at Albert in disbelief and asked in a low voice: "Does the Minister of Magic have any grudge against you?"

 (End of this chapter)