"Albert, are you all right?"
At lunchtime, Shanna sat down beside Albert. She was still bothered by Snape deducting a point from him for no apparent reason that morning.
"I'm fine. What's wrong?" Albert deftly spread a generous amount of mayonnaise over his sandwich, added sliced tomatoes, two pieces of fried bacon, and finally a cold sausage before covering it with another slice of bread.
"Still, you can actually eat?" Shanna asked quietly. "Did you offend Professor Snape somewhere?"
"No," Albert replied without hesitation.
Even if he had, he would never admit it. The answer could only be no.
"I know about this," George said, taking a bite from the pie hanging from his mouth with a grin. "It started two days before school began. We were wandering around the castle and happened to run into Snape. Albert went over and asked if he could take a picture with him."
Whenever George mentioned it, he wanted to laugh.
"Yes, yes, I remember. That was it," Fred added from beside him. "Later, Snape said he would question Albert during Potions Class."
"So that's why all that happened this morning?" Shanna said in surprise.
"Snape didn't manage to make Albert look bad, so he changed methods," Lee Jordan continued. "That's why our Potions Professor assigned Albert extra homework after class."
"Ahem, you've got that wrong. What do you mean, make me look bad?" Albert cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Professor Snape thinks I have a talent for potions and intends to give me special attention to improve my skills. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, yes, that was a slip of the tongue," the Twins hurriedly corrected themselves, wearing expressions that said it was exactly so.
Shanna was amused by their words, but she still asked suspiciously, "Your essays won't be a problem,