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Gryffindor freshman's second class is history of magic, which is undoubtedly the most boring class at Hogwarts.
The History of Magic classroom is located on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle. Gryffindor freshmen will have 20 minutes of free time after the first class.
However, because Albert and Professor Flitwick talked for a long time, the four of them had no extra time to waste and had to speed up and rush to the history classroom.
When the four hurriedly arrived at the Magic History classroom, the administrator Argus Filch had already come to open the door ahead of time. After all, the ghost Professor Bins could not help everyone open the door.
The history of magic class was held together for Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Before class, everyone sat in their seats and chatted.
Albert ignored the twin brothers frolicking next to him, took out a box of multi-flavored beans from his pocket, and threw one into his mouth. After chewing, he found that it tasted blueberry.
"Good luck." Albert murmured. While taking out "A History of Magic" from his bag, he also took out "Selected Curses of the Nineteenth Century" , and flipped through his skill list with the pretense of reading the book.
After finishing the spell class, Albert found that he had acquired another skill: the theory of spells.
In Albert's view, this basic skill was very useful, so he immediately raised the spell theory to level 1. He carefully recalled the extra knowledge of the magical theory in his head, and he couldn't help but frown. It seemed that the effect of only raising one level was not great.
His own curse theory has indeed improved, but Albert has a feeling that it is nothing more. As long as most of the knowledge is broken in to seprate parts, it is not difficult to understand, so that's why the illusion that the skill level is not enough is born.(TL: That was a mouthfull to translate and i am sure many are unable to understand it.In short meaning his skill level is not high enough for any significant changes)
While thinking about the knowledge of the luminous spell, Albert took the multi-flavored beans and threw them into his mouth, as if he was eating chocolate beans.
The next moment, he reached out his hand to cover his mouth, and a hot smell escaped in his mouth.
'Damn, the one that I just ate was a chili-flavored multi-flavored bean'. It was so spicy that he vowed to never eat this stuff when he was in a trance.
"What's the matter with you?" Fred noticed Albert's changes and asked.
"Multi-flavored beans, chili flavor." Albert pointed to the small box on the table. The multi-flavored beans bought on the train last time have not been finished yet.
"Every bite is a great adventure." Fred smiled gleefully, not forgetting to talk about the slogan of Bertie Botts teasing Albert.
Albert stared at the guy in front of him fiercely, took another toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth to relieve the spiciness, and handed the multi-flavored beans to Fred.
"Be very careful when eating multi-flavored beans." Fred pinched one and threw it into his mouth to chew, "It tastes like spinach."
"Mine is strawberry flavor." George announced happily.
"I eat this very..." Lee Jordan also came over, picked one and threw it in his mouth.
"Multi-flavored beans, do you want it?" Albert asked, shaking the box toward the others.
As soon as the voice fell, Lee Jordan's voice came from nearby.
"It smells like rotten eggs, it's disgusting." The black brother's cheeks were almost twisted together, and he spit out the multi-flavored beans that he was chewing on the ground.
A Ravenclaw girl next to Lee Jordan gave him a disgusted look.
Perceiving the other's eyes, Lee jordan was a bit embarrassed, and he scratched his head embarrassedly.
"Clean it up." Albert raised his wand, pointed at Lee Jordan's vomit, and threw a fruit candy at the poor guy.
"I will never eat Bertie Botts every flavoured beans again." Lee Jordan sweared.
"You have said this more than once." George teased. "He just ate another one, which tastes of marmalade.
After Lee jordans incident, everyone moved away from Albert's small box of multi-flavored beans, as they didn't want to eat anything strange.
"What magic did you use just now." Ravenclaw's girl introduced herself: "My name is Katrina McDoug."
"Hello Katrina, I am is Albert Anderson." Albert put another piece of chocolate in his mouth, and the hot smell in his mouth gradually faded after chewing. "It was a descaling curse just now, very practical. A magic."
"Most freshmen are not as good at magic as you, even if they are taught by family members in advance. Also..." Katrina glanced at the "Selected Curses of the Nineteenth Century" that Albert read, "I dare Saying that the Sorting Hat must have assigned you to the wrong college."
"There is nothing wrong with Gryffindor." Albert didn't care about the other person's words: "Also... I come from a Muggle family."
"This is impossible. Only wizards who come from wizarding familed will have prior magical knowledge since their families will teach magic knowledge in advance." The expression on Katrina's face was a bit wrong.
"I heard... I need to answer a question when I enter Ravenclaw's lounge..." Albert changed the subject stiffly, not wanting to argue about his ancestry.
"Yes, you need to answer the question of the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker before you will be allowed to enter the Ravenclaw common room." Katrina looked at Albert with suspicious eyes and asked, "But, I'm curious, How did you know this? Many people don't know how to enter the lounges of other colleges.
"Occasionally I heard a Ravenck student complain that he couldn't answer the question, was left outside the lounge, etc." Albert said nonsense.
"Oh!" Katrina is still a little suspicious of Albert, after all, the chance of encountering such a thing is not great.
"Do you have any feelings, Albert can talk to anyone in a few words." George who was sitting next to him murmured.(TL: Probably meaning Albert can talk to anyone without being flustered,even girls)
Fred nodded repeatedly, and Lee Jordan aslo agreed, as he reached out and took a multi-flavored bean from the box. This guy really likes multi-flavored bean and lies most of the time if he got a bad flavour of never eating it again.
Albert glared at the three of them, then coughed lightly and asked, "Tell me what interesting problems have you encountered?"
"Phoenix or fire, which one comes first." Katrina picked a question that she happened to know the answer to
"What do you think?" Albert turned his head to look at the twin brothers
"I think there should be a phoenix first?" Fred said.
"I think so too?" George immediately agreed.
"Why?" Lee Jordan asked puzzledly.
"Of course I guessed it!" The twins said in unison, the expression of course amused everyone.
Albert couldn't help but laugh.
"What about you?" Katrina asked again.
"In the world of Muggles, there is a similar question." Albert did not answer the opponent directly, and continued: "Is there a chicken or an egg first?"
"What is the answer?" Katrina asked curiously. She felt that she had guessed the answer.
"The chicken comes first." Albert replied, and the answer was really different from what Katrina thought.
"Why?"
Albert explained: "How can an egg appear in the world for no reason?"
Katrina shook her head and said, "This reason is not enough."
Chapter 39 The End.