Interest Is the Motivation

Rain pattered against the windowpanes.

Fred pulled back the curtain and stared outside, feeling that his mood was just as bleak as the weather.

Ever since they had come under the pressure of their O.W.L. exams, no one had been having an easy time... Well, Albert was the exception. Whether there were exams or not, that bastard always seemed to be living comfortably.

Unlike them, who not only had mountains of unfinished homework every day but also needed to set aside plenty of time to practice magic.

Sigh!

The gap between people really was bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

Fred felt that Albert's words always made an awful lot of sense.

Damn it!

He had no choice but to concentrate and finish the homework on his desk before bed.

He really didn't want to do homework!

"What's this?"

Fred withdrew his gaze from the window, stared at the parchment on the table for a long while, and finally couldn't help asking.

"A safe house."

"A safe house? What's that?"

George leaned over as well, looking at the parchment with Fred. They could understand the floor plan of the house and the spells marked on it, but they were still completely confused.

"You can think of it as a secure hiding place," Albert said in a lowered voice. "I'm looking for more ways to hide a house properly, like that room on the eighth floor, so no one can find where it is or get inside. But that isn't easy. Once someone knows its exact location, wizards have plenty of ways to find it."

"An Probity Probe, or a Dark Magic detector?" George blurted out.

"Exactly. That's why concealment is actually the most important thing in a place like this. Then you add enchantments so it can't be