The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The manufacturing of the live map is far simpler than Albert imagined. It only took him a while to successfully create the prototype of the map.

However, due to his lack of proficiency, he failed to expand the scope of the map to the entire Hogwarts Castle, and for the time being it was impossible to lock Ginny Weasley alone.

The only thing that makes Albert feel gratified is that after the successful creation of the spot map, a skill named Monitoring Map appeared on the skill panel.

The rest is naturally to optimize and improve the map you want.

"I don't know, can I also mark the basilisk on the map." Albert muttered while looking at the map of the live spot in his hand.

Putting the map into his jacket pocket, he left the responsive house. Since Isobel lost the time converter, the time spent together between the two people has shrunk greatly, and even the appointment time needs to be arranged in advance.

Although Albert was able to use his time converter to send himself and Isobel back an hour ago, there are still many inconveniences after all.

After having breakfast in the hall, Albert went directly to Hagrid's hunting lodge.

Well, you mean roommate?

Early in the morning, Fred and George were excited by Woodra for training at the Quidditch Stadium.

Lee Jordan has not yet woken up.

This guy played the game of unpacking and unpacking the envelope last night.

If you think about it carefully, Fred and George, who are also very happy, are actually quite poor. They need to run on the court in the first week of school.

Perhaps it is entering September, the weather around Hogwarts is no longer as hot as before, and winter is approaching quietly.

Albert walked along the gravel path to the hunting lodge, reached out and knocked on the wooden door, and the fangs of the door quickly sounded from the room.

"Who!"

Hagrid was wearing an apron and carrying a rooster in his hand. When he opened the door, he saw that the person outside was Albert. He couldn't help but joked, "Come in, our world champion."

"This is for you!" Albert handed a box to Hagrid.

"What is this?" Hagrid wiped his hands on his apron vigorously, took the box that Albert handed over, and asked in confusion.

"Fudge."

After Albert handed the box to Hagrid, he squatted down and rubbed his teething dog's head, and took out a pack of dried fish from his pocket and fed it to the hounds.

"Actually, you don't have to buy this kind of stuff for me." Hagrid sighed and exhorted, "Don't waste Garon in the future."

"No, I didn't buy these things." Albert said casually. "In the last newspaper incident, many people gave me a bunch of packages. I took all the packages apart last night and found a bunch of them. Snacks, I sent some for you."

Albert generally doesn't eat things sent by strangers, and he gave away all the snacks he got from unpacking.

Hagrid looked at the fudge in his hand, then looked up at Albert, suddenly wondering what to say.

"do you want to eat?"

Hagrid put the rooster down, washed his hands with a bucket of water outside, opened the package, and poured the fudge into the bowl.

Albert doesn't know what to say. Isn't it good to eat in a box?

When he saw Hagrid's sausage-like fingers picking up the jelly, he realized that Hagrid was doing it for convenience.

"Are you really not eating?" Hagrid began to make tea for Albert.

"I just had breakfast." Albert shook his head and said, "By the way, I want to inquire with you."

"what news?"

"About Lockhart, why did Dumbledore choose Lockhart as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Albert looked at Fang, who was quietly waiting to feed, and fed the remaining dried fish. "I've been to Lockhart. The two special classes, to be honest, are really horrible."

"It's very difficult to find a Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts now." Hagrid threw a few more fudge into his mouth, waited for the water in the copper kettle to boil, poured a cup of amber tea for Albert and continued: " People don’t really want to do it. They think this job is unlucky. You should know what I mean."

"Oh, do you have an impression of Lockhart?" Albert asked again. "I think most professors in the school don't like Lockhart very much."

"Lockhart?" Hagrid took a sip of tea and recalled: "Honestly speaking, everyone probably never thought that Lockhart would become a famous writer."

"What kind of person is he?"

"Extremely narcissistic and vanity person." Hagrid seemed to emphasize his tone and nodded his head heavily. "It is because of this that everyone does not like it. When I was at Hogwarts school, It caused a lot of trouble for everyone."

"trouble?"

"For example, before the Quidditch game, I engraved my name on the Quidditch court. Each letter was so big that it occupies almost the entire court." Hagrid recalled: "At that time, I cleaned up the mess for him overnight. , So the impression is very deep."

"Like what Lockhart would do." Albert said with a smile~www.mtl.com~ Any other deeds? "

"Well, Lockhart used to secretly project his portrait into the sky at night, like a black mark..." Hagrid stopped halfway through his words, as if recalling something unpleasant The past.

"Dark Mark?"

"Well, you actually know the Dark Mark." Hagrid couldn't help but smiled bitterly. "At that time, Lockhart shocked everyone, thinking about his portrait suddenly appearing in the middle of the sky, causing it. It was a sensation."

"It seems that he is really narcissistic and likes to recommend himself to others." Albert asked suddenly, "Has Lockhart come to you?"

"no, what happened?"

"I think he should come to chat with you soon!" Albert said, "Anything else about Lockhart?"

"On another occasion, he sent himself a bunch of Valentine's Day greeting cards." Hagrid did not understand what Albert said just now. "At that time, I was not present. Later, I heard from the professors that a large number of owls flooded in. The auditorium sent Lockhart a bunch of greeting cards, and the scene was horrible."

"By the way, how is Lockhart's academic performance? I mean his personal ability." Albert briefly told Hagrid the deeds in Lockhart's book.

"I don't know, maybe Lockhart is indeed a bit talented, but he is definitely not a hard-studying student, otherwise it won't make the professors so annoying." Hagrid doesn't believe Lockhart can do what Albert just said. Those deeds, "I still remember that when he graduated from school, everyone was relieved."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. When Hagrid walked over to open the door, he was stunned when he saw the people outside.

"You really got it right!" Hagrid murmured, and when he turned around, he found that Albert, who was sitting there, had disappeared.