The Alchemist of Harry Potter

　　By the way, my panel shouldn't be a cut-down version, right? There is no map function. Albert was still in the mood to tease his panel function, and he was in a good mood after finding the responsive house.

　　 There is no way. In the Internet s I read before, the system that comes with the pig's feet is usually awesome. After the scanning function is turned on, everything is invisible.

　　 Now, when you think about it, your panel functions are really pitiful.

　　 Actually, Albert is very happy to have a golden finger like a panel.

　　 "I remember that the principal's office is also on the eighth floor, but I don't know where it is on the eighth floor." Albert murmured.

　　 Of course, he didn't intend to touch the principal's office. If the old man Dumbledore noticed him, life at school would be difficult.

　　 After all, there are portraits everywhere in Hogwarts Castle, and Dumbledore wants to know what a student is doing. It is easy.

　　 Albert turned two more turns and found a downward staircase.

　　 went down the stairs and started wandering around the castle, only to find that he was lost.

　　 Well, maybe this is not called getting lost, but he has never been here in the future.

　　 Albert stopped in front of a wall, and the light of his wand drew across the carvings on the wall. He reached out and tapped on it lightly, it was solid.

　　 However, Albert suspects that there is a secret road here. There is no way. The lion body and eagle head beast carvings on the wall are too suspicious. Usually such places will hide secret doors and secret roads.

　　 "Boy, what are you doing here?" Nick got out of the wall next to him and looked at Albert who was checking the sculpture in surprise.

　　 This sudden sound made Albert startled, and he felt that his heart was about to pop out of his chest.

　　 Albert took a few deep breaths and eased his excessively fast heartbeat. He couldn't help but complain to Nick: "Don't be like this, you will scare people to death."

　　 "Sorry, I didn't expect to scare you." Nick raised his eyebrows and asked again, "What are you doing here?"

　　 "Walk," Albert answered honestly.

　　 "Walking, this time?" Nick looked at the corridor suspiciously, it was still early.

"Yeah, take a walk. Sir Nicholas, I don’t know if you have time to introduce Hogwarts to me. It’s like a maze. I accidentally got lost while walking." Albert smiled and looked at Nick. If the other party is willing to help, he can save a lot of time.

　　 "Oh, I think exploring the castle is a great joy of the new life." Nick tactfully refused.

　　 "You're right." Albert didn't mind Nick's rejection of himself. After greeted him with a smile, he continued to study the lion and eagle head sculpture in front of him.

　　Nick looked at Albert's back and shook his head to remind him, "If you want to open that door, switch on the paw of the lion and eagle."

　　 "Thank you." Albert heard the words and stretched out his hand to the claws of the lion-headed eagle head, tapping lightly, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a narrow secret tunnel inside.

　　 "See you later, Sir Nicholas." Albert nodded slightly to thank the ghost, raised his wand and walked into the secret tunnel.

The inside of 　　 is very narrow, and only one person can pass through. It is definitely not a good place for people who fear confinement.

　　 Albert can feel that he is going down, and he doesn't know where the secret road leads, but being able to discover its existence is good news for Albert.

　　 As expected, the ghosts and portraits living in the castle knew Hogwarts better.

The 　　 exit was hidden behind a portrait. After the portrait was removed by Albert, the old man in pajamas stared at him unhappily and complained that Albert interrupted him to rest.

　　 "Sorry, I'm bothering you!" Albert apologized to the old man in the portrait, and continued to move forward. He thought he might be lost again.

　　 However, this time Albert found the moving stairs.

　　 No matter how many times he watched it, he thought the scene of the moving staircase was spectacular.

　　 It is said that the moving stairs and the responsive house are both the handwriting of Rowena Ravenclaw. I wonder if I can reach this level in the future?

　　 By the way, does Rowena Ravenclaw hide any secrets in the responsive house?

　　 After all, didn't Slytherin just keep a basilisk in his secret room?

　　 It really makes sense to think about it. The next time I pass, I can try it. Maybe I can really unearth some secrets.

　　 It took ten minutes for Albert to walk down the stairs. On the way, he encountered a stair change and had to stay in place and wait for the stairs to return to their original state. Fortunately, he didn't let him wait too long. Thank God, no, I should thank Merlin now.

　　 As soon as he entered the hall, Albert was attracted by a cat. The cat was a little thin and had a dark gray coat, which was incomparable to his Tom.

　　 He bent down to shake it, but the cat ran so fast and disappeared in a slip of smoke.

　　 Albert knew that it was probably the caretaker Filch's cat, what was the name of the cat. Although he has read the book of Harry Potter and watched the movie, over time, he can't remember some unimportant things very clearly, especially the names of the famous people.

　　 If it hadn't been for having written about the same person and checked a lot of information, I would forget it faster.

　　 The cat ran away, probably to call someone, Albert was not worried that Filch would come to trouble him.

　　 After all, ~www.mtl.com~ It's already more than six o'clock now, and the sky hasn't fully brightened yet, it's all because of the rain outside.

　　 As Albert was about to enter the auditorium, there was a babbling sound, and a little old Filch came over here with an oil lamp.

　　 Albert noticed that Filch was still drowsy, with only a cloak on his body, and a pleasant smile at the corner of his mouth, that was the smile that caught the prey.

　　 "Good morning, Mr. Filch." Albert raised his hand to greet each other, as if he had met a familiar friend.

　　 "Good morning?" Filch reached out to catch Albert, but he easily stepped back and avoided him.

"Of course, it's already 6:15, Mr. Filch." Albert took out his pocket watch from his pocket, checked the time, handed it to Filch and asked: "When will the hall begin to provide food? What?"

　　 Filch was also taken aback, because Albert deliberately moved his wand to his pocket watch so that he could see the time better.

　　 Originally thought he had caught Filch, a night travel student, his face suddenly collapsed, like a child who heard the Halloween party canceled.

　　 In fact, it is already morning. Although it is still dark, no other students have gotten up yet.

　　 "7 o'clock." Filch turned away angrily, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Better not let me see..."

　　 The last few words, Albert did not hear clearly, anyway, it is not important.

　　 But, does Filch really hate students?

　　 I can’t wait to catch them all and put them in confinement.

　　 pushed the door into the auditorium, it was very dim, the floating candles were all out, and the lively scene last night no longer existed.

　　 Albert turned and left, ready to continue exploring the castle's kitchen while now.