Chapter 122: My Heart Hurts

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"Hey, when do you think we can harvest this garlic plant?" George was fertilizing and watering the thriving garlic plant.

"It should be ready by the end of May," Albert gently blew away the wood shavings on his wooden bracelet and compared the Niffler rune carved on it.

"Are you planning to eat raw garlic?" Lee Jordan, who was throwing Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans into his mouth, asked with a half-smile.

"Are you focusing on the wrong thing? You should be asking Albert how he knows when the garlic can be harvested," George put down his small watering can and looked at the Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans in Lee Jordan's hand, with a malicious tone, "The one you're holding must be booger flavor."

"It's soybean flavor," Lee Jordan glared at George. This guy was really good at grossing people out.

But he still didn't eat it and put the Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean back in the box.

If you want to eat it raw, I suggest soaking the garlic in soy sauce for a while. I heard it tastes good that way.

"Enough, don't derail the topic," George said irritably, "Is it really the end of May?"

"Hagrid said so, and since he grows vegetables himself, he definitely knows when to harvest," Albert looked up at George, "If you want to make garlic crosses, the garlic you brought from home should be enough!"

"It's more satisfying to use garlic you grew yourself!" George said earnestly.

This comment earned him a lot of eye rolls.

"Fine, do as you wish."

"Aren't you going to get rid of that pot? The branches are already withered. It won't survive," George pointed to another pot of planted Mandrakes.

"I'll keep it for now," Albert looked up and scanned the pot, "When the weather warms up, I plan to replant it."

"Why are you planting Mandrakes? Are you interested in them?" Lee Jordan couldn't quite understand Albert's way of thinking.

This guy dabbled in so many things, and he excelled in every field he touched. What annoyed Lee Jordan the most was that Albert lived a more carefree life than anyone else.

Sometimes, Lee Jordan couldn't help but feel jealous of Albert.

"Mandrakes have excellent healing properties," Albert explained, "They have high medicinal value. If I have my own house in the future, I'll definitely plant some Mandrakes in the garden. For now, I'm just accumulating some planting experience."

In fact, Albert didn't mention that he believed Mandrakes' healing properties would be very popular among Muggles.

Sometimes, these special things could work wonders.

Of course, this idea actually came to Albert after he studied economics, and it occasionally sparked his interest.

He thought it was a good idea, so he took the time to learn how to cultivate it.

"Your way of thinking is completely different from ours," George also found Albert's idea strange.

"Is it?" Albert didn't think much of it and continued to focus on carving his own Niffler runes.

This time, he made a wooden bracelet with a complete circle of Niffler runes, all of which were designed by himself.

Albert wasn't quite sure if it would have any effect. When he was carving this thing, he didn't feel anything particularly special.

Should he use purpleheart wood symbolized by Eihwaz rune as the material? "Forget it, I'll make a note and see if I can find purpleheart wood next time," Albert thought.

"Ah!"

A sudden scream echoed in the dormitory.

Fred, who had been reading a book, suddenly jumped up from his bed and somehow threw the book away.

Albert's hand trembled, causing the rune he was carving to become crooked.

Lee Jordan, who was about to carefully taste the yellow Every Flavor Bean, was startled and swallowed it.

George, on the other hand, narrowly avoided being hit by the book Fred threw, causing him to jump up in shock and accidentally hit the table, and now he was hopping in pain while holding his knee.

"What's gotten into you?" The three of them glared at Fred and said angrily.

"I feel... my heart hurts." Fred covered his chest, pretending to have a heart attack.

"What's wrong with him?" Lee Jordan couldn't help muttering, "Did he get dumped? But I didn't hear that Fred had a girlfriend!"

"Should we take him to the infirmary?" Albert put down the carving knife and suggested, "Madam Pomfrey must still be awake."

"My leg, it hurts."

"The book, that book..." Fred held his chest with one hand and pointed to the book he had just thrown.

"What's wrong with the book?" George grabbed the book, glanced at the cover, and saw it was "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi."

"I didn't expect you to read this stuff when you're fine."

"Turn to page 98, there's information about snow fungus there," Fred said impatiently, his tone not at all like that of a patient.

"Snow fungus?" George flipped to page 98, muttering, "Let me see... here it is, snow fungus..."

"Ah, my heart hurts!" A few seconds later, George suddenly clutched his chest and sat on the bed, looking utterly despondent.

Albert and Lee Jordan were both intrigued by their reactions and the mention of snow fungus.

Lee Jordan curiously opened the book, took a quick look, and slowly closed it, muttering something under his breath.

Anyway, he didn't feel like saying much, so he simply handed the book to Albert and let him see for himself.

Albert looked at the three of them and was very curious about what they had seen. When he opened the book, he understood what was going on.

This illustration... Hmm! It looks a bit like the matsutake mushrooms they had eaten a while ago.

Last time, he found it strange that they could still find matsutake mushrooms in February when it was snowing heavily.

"Snow fungus, also known as snow matsutake..." Albert quickly read through the introduction to snow fungus, and his face twitched involuntarily. No wonder they had those expressions.

It only grows during snowy winters and has extremely high medicinal value...

Not to mention the rest, just one ounce of snow matsutake powder is worth 50 Galleons, so it's no wonder they felt heartbroken.

"That's definitely the most expensive thing we've ever eaten." Fred complained, clutching his chest. "Albert, you spendthrift, you just roasted the snow fungus and ate it like that."

"If we take it to sell, we can make a fortune!" George chimed in.

"Hey, should we go dig for snow fungus? We can make a big profit in the future!" Lee Jordan suddenly suggested.

"That's a good idea." The Weasley twins' eyes sparkled with the gleam of Galleons.

"Are you going crazy with money?" Albert's mouth twitched.

In fact, he could somewhat understand why they had such thoughts, but he poured cold water on their idea, saying, "Forget about it. We looked around and only found a bit. Besides, snow fungus is not easy to preserve. Unless you know how to process it into powder, it's useless even if you dig it up. If you keep it for too long, the snow fungus loses its medicinal properties and becomes worthless."

"But..."

"There's no 'but' about it."

"I admit that the Forbidden Forest does have a lot of good things. After all, it's still a primeval forest that hasn't been exploited. But I need to remind you that even if we manage to get snow fungus now, we have no place to sell it." Albert stared into their eyes and earnestly warned, "Who do you expect to trade with? Do you think others will trade fairly with you just because you're a kid? They're not your dad, and any guarantees are just tricks to deceive children."

"But aren't you tempted at all?" George couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I am, but I know very well what I should do. And I don't think there's a lot of snow fungus there, and... you guys need to understand that snow fungus is a non-tradable commodity, and it's not that easy to sell."

"There are two types of prohibited trading goods: those with extremely high value or those with extremely high danger, which is why the Ministry of Magic strictly prohibits trading them.

If you want to trade, you can only do it on the black market. Do you think kids like us can benefit from the black market? Dream on."

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