This Is a Good Idea

"Did you find the cat?"

George heard a noise at the door and turned to look at Albert had just entered the room.

"Found it."

Albert pulled a towel from his seat and wiped the dust off Tom's footrest before putting the cat down and starting to consider whether to get him a Cat Climbing Frame.

We've never used this at home. It's quite simple to make Cat Climbing Frame at school using magic, but I don't know if it can support Tom's weight.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

While petting the cat, Albert told his three roommates about Harry and Ron's plans to duel with Malfoy.

"That annoying brat from the Malfoy family?"

Fred and George exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's thoughts: to use this opportunity to teach Malfoy a lesson.

"A duel? They're not like you." Lee Jordan said with interest, "The freshmen have only been here a short time. At most, they'll use their wands to shoot sparks at each other."

"I dare say if they don't react at all when they wave their wands, they'll just throw the wands away and punch each other, like in Truman's duel last time, knocking the guy down first." Lee Jordan was quite interested and wanted to watch the duel.

"No, we can't just leave them alone, and we can't let Harry and Ron suffer," Fred and George said righteously. "We should give Harry some support and teach Malfoy a lesson."

"Don't be silly, this is probably a trap. Malfoy will most likely stand Harry and Ron up." Albert covered a yawn and rolled his eyes at the three eager-looking people. "They'll probably get caught by Filch and put in solitary confinement. That's Malfoy's real goal."

"Aren't you going?" The three of them looked at Albert in unison.

"No, I'm sleepy. Goodnight." Albert prepared to go to bed.

As for what his unreliable roommates were up to, he didn't care anymore. Playing hide-and-seek with Filch was getting boring after a while.

"Okay, then we'll go by ourselves." Fred was a little disappointed.

"Good night."

Albert picked up Tom, who was about to climb onto the bed, and put him back in his cat bed.

The next morning, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all had dark circles under their eyes and looked tired, but their faces were full of smiles.

As soon as the three woke up, they began to tell Albert about their glorious deeds the previous night. Not only did they help Gryffindor avoid a huge deduction of points, but they also played hide-and-seek with Filch, using the Screaming Inflatable Skeleton they bought from Zonko's shop to trick him again.

What happened last night was a great victory for Fred, George, and Lee Jordan.

Yes, a great victory.

The only slight regret was that they couldn't get a good lesson for Malfoy; they were just discussing how to teach that treacherous guy a lesson.

Therefore, the three had no choice but to consult the more cunning and intelligent Albert.

Dragging Malfoy into the toilet and beating him up, or shoving his head down the toilet bowl, is definitely not an option.

Finally, Albert suggested to the three of them that they deliberately blow up the toilet while Malfoy was using it.

This idea was undoubtedly well-received by the Weasley Twins, who had already been planning to blow up a toilet, and the idea was a perfect match.

It would be very interesting to think about how Malfoy was using it.

As for how to put it into action, that remains to be discussed and planned.

None of the four were in a hurry, since they had plenty of time.

"I suspect Filch knows who did it." Albert was spreading jam on his bread slices. Filch had watched them the whole time they entered the restaurant, along with Harry and Ron.

Filch clearly knew who had been wandering around the castle last night, but he hadn't caught them, which displeased the Mr. Filch.

"He has no evidence, he can't do anything to us," George said to Lee Jordan beside him. "Pass me the peanut butter."

The latter, unaware of what was happening, was eavesdropping on Harry and Ron's conversation; this guy had a penchant for listening to gossip.

"That thing is either extremely valuable or extremely dangerous." Ron ate absentmindedly, completely unaware that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Or both," Harry said.

"What is something that is both particularly valuable and particularly dangerous?" Fred asked, covering a yawn.

"What's that next to you?" Ron changed the subject.

"New Wizard Card," Fred said, glancing at the results of last night's work—three sets of Wizard Card prepared for the other houses.

"Could we have a copy?" Harry also wanted to see the cards of the other members of the Wizard Card.

"No, Harry, this is for club members. You're not members yet unless you want to join the Wizard Card Club." George spread a thick layer of peanut butter on his bread, took a bite, and said, "Of course, you can go to Lee Jordan to sign up."

"Want to join? We hold events on the weekends at the end of each month," Lee Jordan introduced with a smile. "This year we'll be holding the second Wizard Card Competition. The prizes haven't been finalized yet, but they certainly won't be any worse than last year's champion prize of ten Galleon."

"Wow, you guys are really rich!" Ron exclaimed, his mouth agape in surprise.

"You're wrong. It's not that we're rich, it's that Albert is rich," Fred said, pointing at Albert.

"Can we participate too?" Ron was tempted; no one would turn down money.

"Yes, the Wizard Card Competition is open to the whole school. You can play even if you don't join a club, but if you don't join a club, you'll usually be eliminated in the first round," Lee Jordan kindly reminded him.

"Why?" Ron asked, dumbfounded.

"Of course it's because we lost," Fred said matter-of-factly.

"Harry, let's join in."

"Quidditch training?"

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact," Lee Jordan reassured him. Bringing Harry in would attract more curious students to join, which would be a great asset! "You guys broke into the Fourth Floor Forbidden Area Corridor yesterday, didn't you!" Albert said in a low voice. "Last time, Klaun almost had his leg bitten off and is still in the hospital."

Harry and Ron stared at Albert, mouths agape, in disbelief.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were equally curious; they couldn't understand how Albert knew about this.

"What's inside, so heavily guarded, is Dumbledore's treasure, not yours," Albert warned. "Don't risk your life."

"I think he's right." Neville sat down opposite Harry with his plate. As one of the participants in last night's events, he just wanted to get away from that big dog.

"Can I join the Wizard Card Club?" he suddenly asked Albert.

"Of course." Lee Jordan readily agreed, gesturing to the boy who had lost his toad. "You'll find Wizard Card very interesting, and even more fun playing with other people."

"How did you know we went to the Fourth Floor Forbidden Area?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"That thing is either extremely valuable or extremely dangerous," Albert repeated what Ron had just said. "Only the treasure kept in the Fourth Floor Forbidden Area fits the bill."

At that moment, Harry realized he had asked a stupid question.

When Neville returned, he also brought back a box of Wizard Card.

"Did Fred give it to you?"

Ron looked very unhappy; his two older brothers wouldn't even give him a share.

"No, he said it's just to make up the numbers temporarily. Once I'm familiar with the Wizard Card, I'll have someone make a copy for me," Neville explained.

"You know him?"

Harry took the card and looked at Neville, who was sitting next to him with a plate, and asked.

"We met on the train. Mr. Anderson even helped me find Trevor back then." Neville had a very good impression of Albert, not to mention Albert's good reputation in Gryffindor, good character, good grades, and genius.

"By the way, Harry, I heard from others that Mr. Albert helped Gryffindor win the Quidditch Cup once when he was a first-year student." Neville now admires Albert a little.

"That person also made a Prophecy related to you."

"I thought you weren't going to talk to us anymore." Ron's tone was unfriendly; he didn't like Hermione's personality.

"What Prophecy?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"I heard Mr. Anderson said last year that you would be in Gryffindor and become Gryffindor's Seeker," Hermione had been wearing a sour face, said to Harry, ignoring Ron.

"Could Albert be able to Prophecy?" Ron asked, looking at Albert who was talking to other college leaders.

"That's true, he really said that. I don't think there's any doubt about it. He's a genius in every field, and it's said that he's published many articles in various magazines and even co-authored an Ancient Runes." Hermione also admired Albert a bit. There was no way around it; he was just too amazing, practically a Dumbledore.

At school, apart from a few who didn't like Albert, almost everyone had a good impression of him. He was a genius, approachable, friendly, polite, quiet, thirsty for knowledge, and willing to help others when he had free time.

Of course, this was even more true in the eyes of Gryffindor, who all knew that Albert frequently earned points for the House. Coupled with the contrast of the two mischievous Weasley Twins, Albert's image became even more prominent.

After Albert distributed the three sets of Wizard Card to the heads of the other houses, he turned to look at Fred, who had poked him in the ribs with his elbow.

At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the long, thin package carried by six long-eared owls, and everyone wanted to know what was inside.

Several owls circled down and landed right in front of Harry Potter, dropping him a letter as a final touch. After reading the letter, Harry grabbed his things and hurriedly left.

"What do you think is inside the package?" Fred turned to ask Albert.

"It should be Flying Broom. You can guess it just by looking at the size of the package. I guess Professor McGonagall bought it for Potter." Albert looked toward the High Table, where Professor McGonagall was looking in his direction.

"What kind of broom do you think it is?" Lee Jordan asked again, watching Harry and Ron's disappearing figures.

"I bet it's the newly released Nimbus 2000. Want to bet?" Albert looked at his three roommates with a half-smile.

"Forget it." Lee Jordan shook his head and refused; it's better not to gamble on a bet you can't win.

"Very nice."

"I want one too."

There might be another chapter tonight; let's see if we can finish revising it.

The female lead is Isobel, as hinted at a long time ago. The two are one year apart in age, with Katrina being a year younger than Albert.