At the Quidditch match at the end of November, the Hufflepuff team suffered a terrible defeat in the wind and snow. At present, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw have become competitors for the Academy Cup.

In order to win, captain Charlie has been strengthening the intensity of Quidditch training, which made the official players miserable. As the team's substitute, Fred and several people can always find a good excuse to avoid the hardships in the wind and snow. Training.

"Charlie must be crazy!" Fred muttered, looking at the wind and snow outside the window.

"He is just too eager to win the Quidditch trophy." Albert can understand Charlie's efforts. After all, it is the responsibility of the Quidditch captain. If even the captain himself relaxes, the Gryffindor team will probably always No chance to raise the trophy.

"Are you going home during Christmas holidays?" Li Qiaodan asked, just after reading the letter from home.

"I went back to vacation." Fred and George looked at each other without hesitation.

"I will also go home for the holidays." Albert looked at the potted plants by the window and asked: "We are all back now, what about the things in the pots?"

"Throw it here. It shouldn't matter if you don't water it for a month?" George looked at the pot of lush garlic by the window without much confidence in his tone.

"Actually, you can make it when you go back, I mean... during the Christmas holidays." Albert talked about it tentatively.

In fact, Albert knows that a few people have no enthusiasm for making garlic crosses.

No way, the patience of children is always very limited, and Albert even wonders if they have left this matter behind.

"Oh, this thing!" Fred and George looked at each other, and they seemed to... as if they no longer had the enthusiasm they had when they made the so-called amulet.

Several people are even a little confused, not knowing why they were so enthusiastic about making such things.

"Well, you can try it. But we don't know how to make...garlic crosses. Do you really want to soak the cross in smashed garlic?" Fred asked tentatively, not sure he was wasting this way Will Garlic be beaten by his mother with a broom.

"You can mash the garlic, soak it in alcohol, and then soak the cross in it." Albert hasn't practiced it either, and there are very few suggestions for them.

"This is a good idea. But..." Frederick gave a sigh of relief, as if he had forgotten what to say.

"However, we are not sure if we can get alcohol." George continued. They are hard to find ordinary beer, let alone alcohol, it is very difficult to get it.

"What do you plan to do with your pot of fresh food?" Li Qiaodan quickly turned off the topic, his actual situation is not much better than the twins.

"Stay here, if you die, there will be no way!" Another pot of plants by the window is the white fresh branch that Albert got from Hagrid. The white fresh herb, as long as it is The branches are buried in the soil sac, and if you take care of it carefully, it is not too difficult to re-cultivation of new white fresh.

However, Baixian is easily affected by the weather. If you don't transplant it in a greenhouse in winter, or find a warmer place, it will wither easily.

In fact, Albert didn't have much confidence to be able to feed this pot of fresh food in winter.

...

After December, the weather became colder.

Although the common room in Gryffindor was burning with fire, the cold windy corridor became even colder because of the wind and snow. The glass of the window was creaked by the freezing wind and snow, and everyone had to wrap themselves more tightly with clothes.

Christmas is approaching and everyone is looking forward to the holiday.

However, the professors subconsciously left a bunch of homework for the students.

"This also prevents people from having a good Christmas holiday!" Seeing the homework rising sharply on the parchment, Lee Jordan once again threw the quill pen on the table.

"Accept your fate, you have to do it anyway, or come back after the holidays, let the professors take turns to imprison you." Albert put away the parchment, had to admit that there are indeed a lot of homework during the Christmas holiday, even he It cannot be completed in a short time.historical

"Don't mention it, you are simply the devil." Li Qiaodan leaned on the armchair.

Today, all the students in the third grade and above have gone to Hogsmeade, otherwise there would be no chance for them to comfortably use the common room.

"Albert!" George said with a tremor in his words. He pointed to the front page news of the Daily Prophet and urged: "Look at this, look at this!"

"What's the matter?" Fred asked feebly. "What's the big news in the Daily Prophet?"

"Milison Bagno has decided to retire in February, and his successor has been determined to be Cornelius Fudge." George's breathing became very rapid.

"Cornelli Fudge?" Fred repeated, his thoughts paused for a moment, and his voice suddenly increased by eight points. "You mean... Connelly Fudge?"

"What's wrong, is there anything wrong with Cornelius Fudge?" Lee Jordan looked at the twin brothers in doubt, and suddenly recovered, "Wait, Cornelius Fudge seems to be..."

The three of them all turned their heads and looked at Albert with weird eyes. When they saw this report, they suddenly remembered something. They met Albert on the Hogwarts Express train... ..

"I remember..." George said bluntly

"...You seem to have spent 25 gallons..." Fred continued the unfinished words.

"Connelly Fudge will become the next Minister of Magic!" Li Qiaodan's eyes gradually widened.

At this moment, the three of them opened their mouths together and looked at Albert in shock.

"I remember it did happen." Albert nodded, "At first, I asked you if you want to participate in the quiz together."

"My heart... hurts." Fred reached out his hand to cover his chest, his breathing became rapid. If at first... watched Kanon slip away from her hand, the feeling would be too bad, it would be heartbreaking...

"What are the odds for Cornell Fudge?" Li Qiaodan asked suddenly.

"I remember it was 4 times."

"Twenty-five gallons is...100 gallons!" Lee Jordan's breathing became heavier and heavier, like a panting cow.

"100 gallons. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" the twins muttered with dull eyes.

100 gallons, this large sum of money, for a few people, they have never even thought about it.

"I said, my luck is usually not too bad." Albert blinked at the three of them and said, "But, does the Daily Prophet mention when to give the money?"

"This...it shouldn't be too late. I think when Cornelius Fudge announces that he will take over as the next Minister of Magic, the quiz will be over. They should count them soon and give rewards to the winners. ."

Albert nodded his head and said, recently there is no need to worry about running out of money.

To be honest, he doesn't like asking his family for money to buy things, and it feels uncomfortable to ask someone for money.

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