Not Meant for People to Read

After breakfast, Albert and the others chatted for a while in the Great Hall, while Fred, George, and Lee Jordan planned to go to the library.

"I had no idea you two had become so diligent?" Percy asked, raising an eyebrow as he stared at his brothers.

"We've always been very hardworking," Fred couldn't help but protest.

"We're going to check something, does Albert want to come along?" George instinctively looked at Albert.

"Have you forgotten? Albert made an appointment with Professor Broad." Lee Jordan rolled his eyes at the two men and said sarcastically, "You two bastards have the nerve to say I have a bad memory."

"We were wrong," the Twins said in unison.

"Hmph, it's good that you know you were wrong." Lee Jordan proudly raised his nose and quickly resumed his playful fight with the Twins.

"Don't forget the Quidditch practice this afternoon," Angelina reminded the Twins, then turned to Albert and asked, "And you?"

"I'm afraid that won't work," Albert said, shaking his head.

"What are you doing at Professor Broad's?" Aylia asked curiously. As far as she knew, Albert had been going to Professor Broad's place for the past few weeks, though she didn't know what he was doing there.

"Hmm, it's a secret, oh!" Albert winked at the group.

"Are you close to Professor Broad?" Percy asked Albert with some surprise. "As far as I know, that professor is quite a remarkable person."

"I'm not sure." Albert took out his pocket watch, checked the time, and said, "Alright, I have to go now."

"This guy is always so mysterious, I wonder what he's up to?" Angelina muttered. "He's skipped Quidditch practice several times already, Charlie hasn't been too happy about it. You know, ever since Albert caught the Golden Snitch, he's been Charlie's chosen successor to the Seeker."

"Imperial designation?" Shanna didn't understand what that meant.

"Charlie will be graduating soon, and the next Quidditch captain will be Wood. Charlie originally planned to let Albert stay in the pursuit position for a while. However, he himself isn't too enthusiastic about Quidditch." To be honest, Angelina was quite envious of Albert's good luck.

"He has a lot going on, and don't forget about the Transfiguration Club ..." Shanna reminded him.

Just then, an older male student walked over, and his voice quickly rang in everyone's ears, "Where's Anderson? Has anyone seen him?"

"Baker, what do you want with Anderson?" Angelina, Aylia, and Shanna could all hear the respect in Percy's voice.

"I heard Anderson ate here," Baker said with a helpless expression. "He hasn't been to the Transfiguration Club in a long time, so I came to ask him what's going on."

"Albert just left; Professor Broad wants to see him," Shanna explained.

"Professor Broad?" Baker frowned, turning to Shanna and saying, "You must tell him not to forget to submit the paper for the Transfiguration Club. That's all, I'm leaving now."

"Who is he?" Angelina asked curiously.

"You guys don't even know Baker? He's the Student Council President of Gryffindor. I heard he's published an article in Transfiguration Today and even won the Transfiguration Today's Most Promising Newcomer Award."

Baker is Percy's role model, just like his Bill, but right now the Student Council President is shining brighter than his Bill.

"I feel like I can see Albert a few years from now," Aylia suddenly said.

"I feel the same way," Shanna agreed with Aylia's point of view.

At that moment, Albert, the man everyone was talking about, was standing at the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor. However, he was surprised to run into an acquaintance there— Isobel of Ravenclaw.

Then...

"A paper?" Albert pulled out his notebook, only to find that there was no relevant record in it.

"You were absent the week before last," Isobel reminded her.

"Oh, when is it due?"

"The Transfiguration Club at night."

"It's too late!" Albert was speechless. If it had been a little earlier, he would have had time to write, but now... it was too late.

"If you go and write it now..." Isobel looked at Albert suspiciously and asked curiously, "By the way, did you come to see Professor Broad for something?"

"Well, something's come up." Albert raised his hand and knocked on the office door.

"Earlier than I expected." Professor Broad greeted Albert with a smile. His gentle smile startled Isobel, who was standing next to Albert, and he looked at Albert suspiciously.

"Isobel, come in too!"

The Defence Against the Dark Arts office was a complete mess. Not only were the desks piled high with books and parchment, but the walls were also covered with all sorts of parchment—the results of Albert and his team's recent research.

"What's going on?" Isobel stared wide-eyed at the Defence Against the Dark Arts office in front of him, hardly believing his eyes. Was this still the Defence Against the Dark Arts office? In Isobel's memory, Professor Broad's office was a very warm and comfortable place. What was with this crazy research-obsessed look?

"It's nothing. Could you please take these books to Mrs. Pince and also borrow the books mentioned on the note?" Professor Broad said to Isobel, pointing to the books on the parchment.

Then he picked up a roll of parchment from his desk and handed it to Albert. "Morg asked me to give this to you. He'll be here soon. Take a look."

"Is this the finished product?" Albert asked, taking the parchment and glancing at its contents.

"No, this is only a semi-finished product; he's only completed one-third," Professor Broad asked. "What would you like to drink?"

"Milk tea, please. I just finished breakfast not long ago." Albert sat on the sofa, began to flip through the parchment Professor Broad handed him, and nodded, "It's faster than I expected."

He was somewhat surprised, but even more surprised was Isobel, who was just about to leave and was trying to figure out what was going on.

"Uncle Morg is coming to the school?" Isobel was very surprised by this news. In her memory, Uncle Morg was a very busy man.

"Morg is writing a book, and Albert and I are helping him," Professor Broad casually explained. "You can come over and lend a hand later. I remember you've started working with Ancient Runes, which will be very helpful in improving your Ancient Runes."

"Oh?" Isobel gave Albert a deep look, then took the book and left.

"How is it?" Professor Broad asked.

"I don't think many people can understand it." Albert flipped through a few pages and finally came to this conclusion. "This is not a book written for ordinary people. Without a deep knowledge of Ancient Runes, even if you know the meaning of every word, it will be difficult to understand the contents of the book."

It's worth noting that Albert himself was involved in the book's creation.

Recently, even those who have mastered the Ancient Runes have found it somewhat difficult to understand, let alone others.

What is the significance of such a book? As if guessing Albert's thoughts, Professor Broad smiled and said, "Actually, I don't understand this book very well either. In Morg's words, it is used to raise the level of the entire Ancient Runes. It doesn't matter if ordinary people can't understand it; there will always be someone who can."