Putting On an Air of Mystery

After dinner, they returned to the Gryffindor Common Room.

Albert needed to go back to the dormitory to feed his cat first, then bring Tom to the Common Room to let him stretch his legs and socialize with the other cats. It wasn't good for a cat to be alone for too long.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were quietly reading for once. The three of them needed to prepare useful material for their Potions Class essays.

It couldn't be helped. On the first day of term, Snape had assigned them an essay on moonstone, and it was due in the very next Potions Class.

Albert had also said he might not be free another day, so the three of them had no choice but to work on their essays right after dinner. Otherwise, writing them themselves later would take even more time and effort.

"Moonstone's properties and its uses in potion-making. I think if we copy this in and write a little bigger, it should be enough to make up twelve inches."

They pooled the information they had each found and, judging by the amount of material, felt it was about enough.

"I think we'd better find some more. We can't just copy down everything we find. We should focus on its medicinal value. I remember Love Potion also requires a small amount of moonstone... Er, Hermione, do you need something?" Albert flipped through the material the three had found while constructing the overall framework of the essay in his head. Sensing someone approach, he looked up at the newcomer, then let his gaze fall on the large ginger cat at the girl's feet.

"Your cat?"

"His name is Crookshanks," Hermione said. "I bought him in Diagon Alley during the summer."

"He looks fairly old. It seems like he