Chapter 221: Full of Confidence

"Have you seen these things?"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, Professor Rowena Smith looked at the parchment in her hand with surprise and raised her head to look at Albert. This young student, with just a glance at the ancient magical text she gave him, was able to immediately provide an answer.

Even though Albert had achieved good results in ancient magical texts, Professor Smith didn't think he could translate them in the first instance. The only possibility was that he already knew or had seen them before. After all, Professor Brode and Albert had a good relationship, and if that professor had shown similar things to Albert before, it wouldn't be strange for him to provide an instant translation.

"I've seen them before," Albert admitted straightforwardly. "Professor Brode once asked me to help translate similar things, and the content inside is basically the same."

Professor Smith fell into silence as she stared at the parchment. To be honest, he was feeling awkward right now because Albert's intelligence had already allowed him to see that what he showed him was just a part of a large ancient magical text, and he didn't want the other party to know the content.

"I suggest you show me the complete content, so I can translate it better. Of course, if it's inconvenient, then forget it!" In fact, Albert could guess where those ancient magical texts came from. Even if Professor Smith didn't want to share, he would be able to see them once he entered the Ravenclaw Knowledge Repository. So, Albert didn't really care whether Professor Smith wanted to share the records of those ancient magical texts with him.

"After a few days, I will organize them, and then I'll ask for your help." After a moment of silence, Professor Smith quickly made a decision. Although he also had considerable achievements in ancient magical texts, the gap between him and Albert was quite large. At least, Professor Smith had spent a long time looking at the wall of the secret chamber but still couldn't fully understand the meaning of those ancient magical texts left on the wall.

"It's my pleasure," Albert smiled.

"You can go about your business!" Professor Smith dismissed him.

Albert nodded his head towards Professor Smith and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"Did Professor Smith come to Hogwarts for the Ravenclaw Knowledge Repository?" Standing at the end of the corridor, Albert looked at the pouring rain outside and muttered.

"You wonder when this heavy rain will stop?" Shortly after, Fred's voice sounded in his ears.

"Who knows?"

"Missing this opportunity means there probably won't be a chance to enter the Forbidden Forest to find Bezoar this year." Lee Jordan looked towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest and then turned to look at Albert. It wasn't just him; the Weasley twins were also looking at Albert.

"Don't look at me like that. I won't rashly enter the Forbidden Forest on such a rainy day." Albert opened the packaging and stuffed a hard candy into his mouth, shrugging. "So, you'd better give up."

He looked around to make sure no one else was present before continuing, "If you really need Bezoar, get it from Greenhouse Three or the apothecary in Diagon Alley."

To venture into the forest to find something in this kind of rain would be crazy, and if you consider that... he wanted to be in the common room, sitting by the fireplace, reading books, and enjoying a leisurely rainy day— that's how people should spend their time.

"Now the common room is packed with people." George seemed to see through Albert's thoughts and reminded him with a smile.

To be honest, for a Quidditch player, this bit of rain was nothing. After all, all Quidditch players trained in any weather.

But... speaking of this...

George suddenly looked at Albert with a strange look.

Could it be... that this guy hates the rain?

They had suspected that the fundamental reason Albert didn't want to become a formal Quidditch player was... that he didn't want to train on the Quidditch pitch in rainy weather.

On rainy days, Albert preferred to stay by the fireplace, reading books and enjoying the leisurely time.

"Then let's go to the Great Hall. It's a good opportunity to finish this week's assignments." Albert comforted casually, "Maybe it's just a passing shower, and it will stop soon. Before the rain stops..."

Albert regretted saying these words, because his words actually came true. It was indeed just a passing shower; the rain came quickly and went away quickly. Probably around two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain completely stopped, and the sky began to clear up.

Albert, who had only written half of his essay, had no choice but to join the three of them to go out and search for Bezoar in the Forbidden Forest.

This mushroom was of special significance to the four of them. In order to study it, they had spent a lot of time and effort researching related information about Bezoar, as well as how to catch it and transform it into Galleons.

So, Fred and the others didn't want to give up easily after putting in so much effort.

As for the incident of planting garlic last year, as long as time dragged on a bit longer, they would probably forget about it!

"Hagrid should be in his hunting cabin, but it's better for us to enter the forest from the side." Fred mentioned the entrance to the Forbidden Forest that they had used last time. It was far from Hagrid's hunting cabin and less likely to be noticed by him.

"Don't think we're not prepared." George said mysteriously, "We know a few places where we might find Bezoar."

"Remember the last time we entered the forest?" Fred added, "The route we took..."

"You guys think you can fool me with these tricks? I followed you deep into the Forbidden Forest last time." Albert changed into a pair of rain boots.

Having just rained, the ground was damp and muddy. Albert didn't want to make a mess, so he pulled the hood of his cloak over his head to avoid getting his clothes wet from the remaining rain in the forest.

"We'd better be back before five o'clock. The winter nights come early." Albert glanced at his pocket watch and said to Fred and the others, "There are still two and a half hours."

"The time should be enough if we're lucky enough," Fred said.

"Do you have Felix Felicis with you?" Fred asked in a low voice. It was the source of their confidence. When Albert drank Felix Felicis, his luck skyrocketed, and they didn't need to worry about not finding Bezoar.

"I brought some." Albert was somewhat helpless. Before he had the ability to brew Felix Felicis, he had to make do with whatever amount he could get.

"A dose of two or three hours should be enough," Lee Jordan reassured.

Albert couldn't help but roll his eyes. How could it be so precise?

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