"Stop the curse immediately."
Albert stared at the wooden door that had been nearly torn to shreds, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.
"Merlin's beard, what do we do now?"
The three Weasleys stared at the damaged wooden door, swallowed hard, and took a step back, still unaware of what had just happened.
"Should we..." Fred raised his hand and made a quick escape gesture, as it wouldn't be good if they were caught.
"Don't be silly. Powerful wizards usually use tracking and revealing magic to find out who's been here recently." Albert reached out and put his hand on Fred's shoulder, reminding him not to slip away.
"Then what do we do?" George looked at Albert anxiously.
"I should be able to fix it. I remember the spell is to restore it to its original state." Albert quickly calmed down, raised his wand, aimed it at the damaged wooden door, and concentrated on reciting the restoration spell.
The wooden board that had been torn off the hinge was thrown back onto the door, and the crack slowly healed, soon returning it to its original state.
However, before the wooden door could be fully restored, it suddenly opened from the inside.
The four of them froze on the spot as Professor McGonagall emerged from behind the door. She looked at the wooden door being slowly repaired, then at the four people standing in front of her, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
"What are you all up to?" Professor McGonagall's face twitched as she glared sternly at the four of them. Just moments ago, she had heard a noise coming from the hidden door of her office. When she came to investigate, she discovered that her office door had been pried open.
This scene stunned her.
"I'm sorry, Professor, we didn't know that 'Open Sesame' was a spell." Albert immediately corrected his attitude and apologized. "I think it was just... an accident."
"No need to say anything more, Mr. Anderson. Come in, and the rest of you." Professor McGonagall looked at the four of them expressionlessly and let them into her office.
"It was just an accident, Professor," Albert repeated softly. The twins behind him and Lee Jordan held their breath, too nervous to speak.
"A very good restoration spell. However, Mr. Anderson, I must remind you that Open Sesame is an ancient unlocking spell from hundreds of years ago, and modern wizards do not use such crude magic." Professor McGonagall looked at Albert and reminded him, "If you have read Standard Spells, Beginner's, you will know that nowadays everyone prefers the dexterous Open Aloho."
"I know. But the Alaho Cavern doesn't work on this door."
"Because an anti-Alothoroughfare spell was cast on the door," Professor McGonagall explained. "So your spell didn't work. That's knowledge about spells, and I think Professor Flitwick would be happy if you asked him these questions."
"I will."
"This is the last time, gentlemen, or you'll be put in solitary confinement." Professor McGonagall seemed not to intend to blame them. She turned and took a piece of parchment from the table, handed it to Albert, and instructed him, "This is the first-year timetable. Post it on the Gryffindor bulletin board for me."
"There won't be a next time, I promise." Albert coughed lightly, took the freshman course schedule from Professor McGonagall, quickly shoved the twins and Lee on the back, and strode out of Professor McGonagall's office.
"That scared me to death." Only when they were far away from Professor McGonagall's office did they dare to speak.
"We actually broke down the door to Professor McGonagall's office?" Li Jordan still looked incredulous.
"Luckily, I didn't get any points deducted or get put in solitary confinement." Albert opened the timetable Professor McGonagall gave him and glanced at it. The first class next Monday was Charms.
"But that's fantastic, Albert! Your door-opening spell actually broke the door down." Fred's eyes gleamed with excitement.
"It was just an accident; I didn't know it was a spell." Albert picked up his wand and tapped the parchment, splitting the original timetable in two, then in four.
He divided the course schedule among the three people.
"Why isn't there a flight lesson?" George was a little disappointed after looking at the schedule; he was really looking forward to flying in the sky on a broomstick.
"Don't you think there are a few too few courses?" Albert frowned after reviewing a week's worth of lessons. Hogwarts felt more like a laissez-faire teaching style to him.
"There aren't enough classes, are you crazy?" Li Yong looked at Albert incredulously, as if he were under some strange spell.
"In Muggle schools, there are at least half again as many courses." Albert thought for a moment and guessed the reason.
There are only a few professors in the school. If each grade has two classes a week, a professor would need to teach 24 classes (the 6th and 7th grades are taught by four colleges together).
They have Saturdays and Sundays off, which means their schedules are full all week.
Looking back now, it's not entirely incomprehensible.
"What are you thinking about?" George asked.
"It's nothing, let's go, let's keep looking for the classroom." Albert stuffed the timetable into his pocket and led the way toward the marble staircase.
Currently, the four have found the Transfiguration classroom and the History of Magic classroom on the second floor of the castle, as well as an abandoned washroom. He also remembers that it was the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin, where there was a dangerous basilisk.
Since it was a girls' restroom, the four of them were just passing by and did not intend to go in, so as not to be misunderstood.
Their exploration of the castle was somewhat fruitful. Near the corridor of the spellcasting classroom on the fourth floor, the four discovered a secret passage behind a tapestry. The end of this passage was near the armor corridor and the prize display room.
"I think all the tapestries at Hogwarts hide secret passages," Lee Jordan joked as he emerged from one of the passages.
Unfortunately, the secret passages they discovered today were all hidden behind the tapestries, so it's not surprising that they would have such a misunderstanding.
"I dare say most people can find these secret passages." George was a little disappointed; he hoped to find a more secluded passage that no one else knew about.
"We'll find it. Let's go in and take a look, in the trophy room," Albert suggested. Actually, he was a little curious whether the medals and trophies were made of gold and silver.
"George, Fred," Lee Jordan said, pointing to a cabinet. "Look at this. I remember Charlie is your brother, right? He even won the Quidditch trophy for the House."
"That was shortly after Charlie joined the team. He always hoped to win the Quidditch Championship again before graduating." George looked at the uniform Slytherin trophies with a little frustration. Gryffindor and Slytherin had never gotten along.
"Those Slytherins sometimes stop at nothing to get their way," Fred muttered. He added, "Percy told me."
"Yes, those Slytherin guys are the most annoying," Fred chimed in. "Percy said that once Slytherin falls a few points out of first place, they'll stop at nothing to target the houses that are ahead of them. Snape, in particular, is biased towards his students and never deducts points from them. Many students at the school dislike him and always call him Old Bat."
Albert's face twitched when he heard the twins' words.
Even though it was a joke, don't put all the blame on Percy. He's your brother, after all, not a scapegoat!