Capítulo 43: Wilson
On September 3, the first day of classes, the gloomy rainy day finally cleared up.
Albert opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep. He slowly got up from the bed, walked barefoot to the window, opened the window to let the morning wind blow into the room.
His three roommates were still sleeping. They talked about the Daily Prophet about the Quiet Earth game all night and fell asleep late, so Albert didn't plan to wake them up.
After all, classes started at nine o'clock, and waking them up early was cruel to them since they stayed up late.
After a simple wash, Albert glanced at the class schedule, checked the books, quill, ink and parchment in the schoolbag, then took up the schoolbag and went to the Gryffindor common room.
There were already people in the common room, and they were first-year students too.
"Good morning, Wilson." Albert greeted the girl in the same grade, who was reading Miranda Gosak's "Standard Spells, Elementary", probably for the first charms lesson in the morning.
"Good morning..." Shanna Wilson's face was a little red with embarrassment because she didn't know the name of the boy who greeted, even though she knew that he was a first-year in the same house as herself.
"Albert Anderson. You can call me Albert." Albert saw Shanna Wilson's embarrassment and casually introduced himself to each other, and he said again, "Shall we go to the great hall for breakfast together?"
"Oh, okay... okay, Albert!" Shanna spoke a little hesitantly, picked up her books and hurriedly followed Albert and left the common room.
Along the way, Shanna didn't speak, but just followed Albert closely, seemingly still looking around, trying to remember where they were going.
Albert noticed these actions of Shanna, and couldn't help but ideally said, "Don't you know the way?"
It was possible.
Hogwarts was undoubtedly complicated, and it was normal for a person to find it difficult to find their way.
As Albert expected, Shanna didn't know how to get to the common room, so she waited for others to go to the common room in the great hall.
To be honest, Gryffindor students were not so keen to lead the way, a large part of the senior students liked to look at the anxious appearance of the first years. This sadistic habit came from the fact that they had a similar experience at the beginning, and over time they left this bad habit of watching others find difficulties.
The previous day, Albert came back from the kitchen and saw a few senior students who watched the first years fall into the trap of the stairs, and finally walked away with a laugh, without any intention to go forward to help.
Of course, this could only be regarded as some special case!
Most students would stretch out their hands, at least the students of Hufflepuff would.
After arriving at the great hall smoothly, Shanna Wilson looked relieved.
Albert sat at the Gryffindor table, poured himself a glass of milk, and drank it with his head up in one breath. He looked up and found that Shanna was staring at him, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something?
He asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, you like to drink milk?" Shanna was trying to communicate with the boy in front of him.
After all, no one wanted to have no friends, and Albert still seemed to be a very social person.
"Like?" Albert shook his head, "I can't talk about liking, but I am used to it. I have been drinking since the age of seven. I drink a cup every morning and I am used to drinking it."
Shanna opened her mouth, and suddenly she didn't know what to say. She admired Albert but she couldn't do it.
Albert spread jam on a bread slice and took a big bite, while Shanna on the opposite side was eating an omelette, which was the British style that was cooked and then peeled off, wrapped in flour and fried in oil until golden.... fried eggs.
Ok! Albert thought it might be more suitable to call them golden fried eggs. He was not interested in this unique British omelette. Ordinary hard-boiled eggs were better than it.
After eliminating the slices of bread in his hand, Albert prepared two slices of bread, sandwiched some vegetable salad, and put some bacon and sausage on top to make a sandwich.
Of course, there was also a small bowl of polenta. The so-called polenta was just corn soup, a food made by boiling ground corn with water and a small amount of milk.
Compared with Daisy's corn soup, the polenta in the school could only be regarded as so-so. This was not surprising, Daisy's corn soup was one of the dishes she could make best.
After breakfast, Shanna and Albert chatted about charms.
"I heard Angelina say that you have mastered many spells, is it true? How did you learn those spells in a short time?" Shanna said slowly, as if she was carefully considering her words.
"This...mainly you need to be interested in it first, and then..." Albert thought for a while and said, "...it takes time to study and practice."
He feels that interest was very important. Only when he was interested would he be willing to spend time and earnestly learn a subject.
"Interest?" Shanna thought.
Being a muggleborn, Shanna never thought that she would be a witch. Now she was still confused about many things. After all, muggleborn wizards needed to learn too much.
There was no doubt that their peers from magical families were already ahead.
"You don't need to worry too much. Everyone is only 50 steps to a hundred steps away. Spend more time on the course and you will soon be able to catch up with them." Albert suddenly felt that his words were a little ridiculous.
How could he make Gryffindor students love learning?
Not every student was Hermione Granger, and that one was almost assigned to Ravenclaw.
"You too?"
"Of course, or what do you think?" Albert answered naturally.
However, when he said this, he knew he was lying. After all, Albert was different from others in that he had the panel if he wanted to learn a kind of knowledge. In addition to his own studying and mastering, he could also upgrade his skills through the panel.
If the blood of the wizard was maxed, Albert's speed in learning magic would completely surpass others by a few miles. But he had not done so yet, and even the mission of the wizard's road had not been completed.
Albert was still considering whether to wait for the wizard's bloodline to be raised in the future before receiving the task reward, which was undoubtedly the most cost-effective method.
But the problem was that Albert was still struggling with his future work problems, and he didn't want to stay in the magic world to develop.
If he decides to develop in the Muggle world in the future, he must reserve a lot of experience and skill points for himself to upgrade various skills in economics.
Albert got rid of these distracting thoughts and took the "Selected Curses of the Nineteenth Century" to read. He was quite satisfied with his current progress. As for using his stored experience and skill points, he would wait until he needed it later.
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