Chapter 109

Ever since the start of term at Hogwarts, Albert’s school life had settled back into its normal rhythm. He no longer stayed up late, going to bed punctually and waking up bright and early at seven in the morning. On rainy days, he might occasionally linger in bed for a bit of extra sleep. Yesterday the weather had finally cleared up, yet this morning a light drizzle had started falling all over again—well, he was definitely not just making excuses for sleeping in. At eight in the morning, Albert and his dormmates headed downstairs for breakfast. The Gryffindor long table was already laden with large bowls of porridge, pickled herrings, sliced bread, golden fried eggs, and strips of fried bacon.