The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The winter night came very early, and at five o'clock in the evening, the sky quickly dimmed.

However, today's Hogwarts is a bit special. Quidditch is still brightly lit. In order to keep the game going, Hogwarts professors lit torches around the court.

In the stands, Albert tightened his thick cloak tightly to withstand the rapid decline in the night. Compared with Albert's situation, the surrounding audiences are in a worse situation, and they are already hungry without lunch.

However, the audience still endured hunger and cold with enthusiasm that Albert could not understand, and continued to sit in the stands watching the Quidditch game.

However, the audience is not the worst person on the scene. The players who are still flying in the sky have long been messed up in the cold wind.

The high-altitude wind is very cold and even colder at night, especially the newcomer players who are nervous in the morning and have not eaten much. Their little physical strength has long been drained by the cold, and now they are hungry, thirsty and cold.

The narrator Lee Jordan, who was in high spirits, has lost his initial passion at this moment. His voice has become hoarse because of the continuous explanation. With the help of Professor McGonagall, he has to use the loud voice magic to continue. This pair It was undoubtedly a severe test for Lee Jordan, who was the first commentator.

"Look, they all found the Snitch and caught up!" Lee Jordan shouted from the stands. "Currently, the score between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw is 210 to 270. Ravenclaw Temporarily leading, but the two sides did not completely widen the gap, whoever catches the Snitch can bring victory to his team."

A battle for the Golden Snitch is going on fiercely above the court, and the seekers on both sides can't wait to end this long game.

No way, it lasted for several hours, and all the players were very tired.

"The two sides are accelerating and diving. Oh, they are about to hit the ground, my God, they hit the ground, I hope they are all right." Lee Jordan shouted in horror. "Wait, oops, Ravenclaw's Seeker caught the Snitch."

No one cares what Lee Jordan said just now, because rounds of cheers have erupted on the court, and people are cheering for the victory of this game.

Albert and the other Gryffindor spectators rushed onto the court. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw players were already surrounded by Charlie.

The condition of the two seekers was a bit bad. They both fell and were eventually taken to the school hospital on a stretcher by Professor McGonagall who rushed over.

"Don't worry, Charlie will be fine." Albert comforted the twin brothers softly. The two brothers were not in good condition either. They were trembling with the cold above, and seemed to show signs of weakness.

"Eat some candy first." Albert took out the candy and handed it to the twins, taking out his wand by the way to remove the dampness and chill from them.

"Thank you, thanks to you!" Fred said tiredly. He didn't refuse Albert's support. In fact, he was almost exhausted.

"I didn't expect this game to last so long."

The four hurried back to the castle, sitting on the crowded dining table, eating a bowl of steaming corn soup before they thought about talking about other things.

"I remember you said that the game will last a long time." Lee Jordan suddenly raised his head and looked at Albert while eating a fried potato.

"I haven't said that. Don't buckle me up." Albert gave Lee Jordan angrily. "I just let them eat more to avoid losing the strength to play."

"The meaning is the same." Lee Jordan said.

"The result is still lost." George's tone was a bit heavy, they trained so hard, and finally lost the game.

"Charlie has done his best." Albert said.

"I know, he was just not lucky." Fred was a little depressed, Ravenclaw won the game, it was just luck. At that time, the opponent's Seeker dived with Charlie, and neither side had the intention of slowing down. When the fruit hit the ground, the opponent actually caught the Snitch.

Speaking of luck, several people looked at Albert one after another. This guy is lucky enough if...

They didn't continue to think about it, there was nothing if.

After eating something, Albert and the Gryffindor players went to the school hospital to visit the injured Charlie. The captain has been treated by Mrs. Pomfrey. The situation is not very good and needs to be observed overnight in the school hospital. .

However, Charlie is not alone, because there is another person with him. The only regret is that the lucky seeker of Ravenclaw who is sick with Charlie is not a girl.

As soon as they left the school hospital, the four met Professor Smith in the corridor.

"Albert, I happen to be looking for you for something." Professor Smith kindly greeted Albert to his Office of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"This is what I said last time." He handed Albert a piece of parchment, which was what Albert saw today in the responsive room.

Sure enough, Professor Smith had also been there.

"This is the history of Hogwarts." Albert said after taking a moment to read the contents of the parchment.

"I know." Professor Smith nodded. "Do you think he is special?"

"Special?" Albert thought for a while, "Nothing special, this is a piece of history, similar to what I have seen in the library."

Professor Smith seemed a little disappointed, although Albert got the same result as him.

"If you insist on saying something strange..." Albert hesitated for a while ~www.mtl.com~ or asked, "Is the situation of ancient wizards really bad?"

It's not bad, Albert knows it naturally, he is just distracting Professor Smith.

"Not so good." Professor Smith explained, "At that time, the knowledge of magic was not summarized and summarized like we did. Wizards crossed the river by touching the stones. Knowledge is very precious, and a sheepskin book may be worth it. Earn a baron’s income for a year or more. In that era, many wizards didn’t have many types of magic, especially those from Muggles, who were in a terrible situation. They had no magic power, what kind of formal magic Neither."

There is no magic wand, let alone how to use magic. It is undoubtedly bad to have magical power. Muggles are afraid of this power. Once discovered, they will be regarded as monsters. The end can be imagined, like Tom’s self-exploration, and After all, there are only a few people who use magic roughly.

"The four founders of Hogwarts are undoubtedly very great. When wizards as powerful as them are after all, they are only a few, and they are willing to share their knowledge with others unselfishly like them." Professor Smith said with emotion.

"I thought it was a prosperous age of magic." Albert murmured, "The ancient and powerful magic of Hogwarts..."

"You are right. There were indeed many magical and powerful magics in that era. Although traces of those ancient magics can still be found to this day, no one has the chance to use them... Maybe Dumbledore will. Some ancient magic, but such cases are only a few after all." Professor Smith frowned slightly. He was actually aware of some problems, but he didn't know where it was for a while.

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