The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The news that Professor Dumbledore was temporarily dismissed by the Board of Trustees was like a hurricane sweeping across Hogwarts Castle.

Compared with the recent attack, the temporary loss of Dumbledore's backbone has made everyone feel more panic and uneasy.

The school is temporarily taken care of by the Vice President Professor McGonagall.

To be honest, Professor McGonagall also has nothing to do with the current situation. In order to prevent the situation in the school from completely deteriorating when Professor Dumbledore leaves school, Professor McGonagall had to make a series of arrangements.

She organized the school's professors, prefects and ghosts to patrol the corridors at night to check the castle for any abnormalities.

By the way, Albert's friend Truman in Hufflepuff was removed from the patrol because Gabriel Truman was a Muggle wizard and the probability of being attacked far exceeded that of others.

For this reason, Truman had also made complaints about this matter with Albert, but he could see that he was very happy that he did not participate in the night patrol.

In order to prevent the attack from happening, Professor McGonagall asked all students to return to the common room of their college before six o'clock in the evening, and students were not allowed to leave the dormitory after this time.

Classes must be escorted to the classroom by a teacher.

Quidditch training and competition were postponed indefinitely, and all activities ceased.

However, what makes Albert feel the most outrageous is that no student is allowed to use the bathroom without the company of the professor.

Professor McGonagall is doing his best to stop the attack, but Albert knows that if Tom Riddle really wants to launch a new attack, such an arrangement is meaningless.

During this time, every teacher in the school had a stern face, with the exception of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. Lockhart believed that the danger had passed.

In the class of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he even comforted his students in public. The criminal (Hagrid) had been arrested and the danger had passed.

In fact, many people knew about Hagrid being taken away by the Ministry of Magic, but few would regard him as a murderer.

To borrow a sentence from a certain Slytherin student: If that stupid man becomes Slytherin's heir, Slytherin will probably jump out of the coffin angrily when he knows it!

However, Lockhart still vowed to tell everyone: Hagrid would not be taken away if the Minister of Magic had not found Hagrid 100% guilty.

"Do you think Hagrid is the culprit in the attack?"

Shanna turned to ask Albert who was sitting behind her while Lockhart was talking on the podium.

In order to prevent Lockhart's harassment, the back seat of the Dark Arts Defense classroom has become the preferred position for most students who hate Lockhart.

"Do you think other professors are idiots?" Albert said casually, flipping through the books he borrowed from the library, without looking up, "If Hagrid is the real culprit of the attack, why should Professor McGonagall Such a time-consuming arrangement for professors to patrol and **** everyone to class?"

"Especially to go to the bathroom, I actually need the company of the professor." Fred couldn't help but vomit, "This is outrageous, do I have to wait until the professor is free, if Snape doesn't let it go. Do you have to keep holding back?"

"Perhaps, we should carry a chamber pot with us?" George said without hesitation. "If you really encounter an attack, throw it on it. Maybe it can scare the monster away. It's better than amulets."

"He's really annoying." Shanna looked at the direction of the podium and said in a low voice, Lockhart was so cheeky that he suggested to everyone that he had long thought Hagrid was not a good person.

"When do you think he will be out of luck."

Lee Jordan asks questions that many people want to know.

Everyone knows that the position of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is cursed. Every year, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor encounters some bad luck, so he can't stay in the school as a professor. In the past two years, even more, one has disappeared and one died.

Many students who hate Lockhart are maliciously speculating whether he will follow in the footsteps of the previous two terms.

"I don't know." Albert raised his head and looked at Lockhart on the podium, and said calmly: "If he doesn't resign and run away early, he will definitely not be able to escape."

"You said, he really doesn't know?" Angelina started to wonder if there was a problem with the other party's IQ as she listened to what Lockhart said on stage.

"No, of course he knows. How can Lockhart not know what everyone can tell at a glance?" Albert sneered, "He just pretended not to know. He said those things intentionally, but If you want to attract everyone's attention, don't you think someone looks like a beautiful peacock?"

"Maybe, his patron saint is a peacock!" Fred guessed.

"Don't be kidding, how could he master such advanced magic as the patron saint?" George immediately retorted.

For some reason, everyone felt that George's words made sense.

"I just hope this will end soon!" Shanna murmured, holding the amulet bought from Kenneth in her hand.

Finally it was the end of get out of class. Albert planned to go to the kitchen. He had to go to the house elf to help take care of the hounds.

If Harry was expected to take care of Fang, Hagrid would not be able to find his hound when he returned from Azkaban.

"You can ask the professor for help." Shanna suggested. She admired Albert very much, and if she changed it to someone else, she would have forgotten Hagrid's dog.

"We will go with you."

Fred and George looked at each other, preparing to accompany Albert to the kitchen to avoid danger when he went alone.

Lee Jordan will naturally not be absent.

The four cast a phantom spell on themselves, preparing to sneak into the kitchen. In the middle of the road, he almost ran into Snape's team.

They temporarily hid in the secret tunnel behind the tapestry, so as not to collide with Snape head-on. The Illusion Charm is not a panacea, and there is a high probability of being seen through when encountering a professor.

"Sir, why don't you apply for the position of principal?"

From outside the tapestry came the voice of Malfoy moving away: "I will tell my father that you are the best teacher here, and he will definitely be happy to vote for you."

"The Malfoys are still so disgusting."

After Snape led the team to leave, the four men came out of the secret road. Fred looked at the direction the team was leaving and said, "I heard that it was the old Malfoy who used the signature of the school board to dismiss Dumbledore."

"Are the school managers all idiots?"

Lee Jordan could not understand what they were thinking. If even Dumbledore could not stop the attack, who else could do it, Snape?

"Of course they are not idiots." Albert paused to check the live map, "80% are threatened."

"Threatened by Malfoy?"

"For example, I know XX, or whose name I mentioned."

"Mystery man?"

"Of course it can't be a mysterious person. Now no one dares to have a relationship with a mysterious person." Albert revealed the answer directly, "For example, Fenrir Greyback."

"They actually compromised like this." The three of them were very dissatisfied with the lack of responsibility and responsibility of those school managers.

"No one wants to take risks with their family and children."

Albert came to the picture of the big fruit bowl and stretched out his index finger to scratch the big green pear gently.

All three were silent.

Yup.

No one would be willing to risk their children being attacked by werewolves.

"However, no one would want to be threatened. Lucius Malfoy would have to pay a price to do that. Wait and see, I dare say that his position as a school board member is at the top!" Albert gave Mal Fu Jia issued a verdict.

"That's great!"

Fred and George were both willing to see Malfoy's bad luck.

Alberta opened the door and took his friends into the kitchen. He quickly found Kara, the house elf, and asked him to take care of Hagrid's teeth. The house elf Kara was also very happy to help Albert.

When they left the kitchen, their pockets were filled with biscuits and pies.

After six o'clock in the evening, the Gryffindor students had nowhere to go. The common room was soon filled with people, and everyone got together to chat and play games in twos and threes.

Albert and several people also occupied a corner of the common room, where they held a simple tea party. They took out the biscuits and pies they got from the kitchen in the afternoon and shared them with everyone.

Ginny was watching everyone playing the wizard card, and she was not in a high mood.

"Have you noticed that the taste of the pie has become a bit strange recently!" George stared at the filling in the opened pie and handed the other half to Albert who was making milk tea.

"I like this kind of pie, it's very sweet, and the filling is delicious." Ginny took a small bite of the red bean cake, took the milk tea and half of the red bean cake from Albert, and did not forget to say thank you.

"That's bean paste." Albert poured a cup of milk tea for everyone, then picked up his own cup, took a sip, and hurriedly introduced, "Cook the soybeans, add sugar and mash them to make it. The filling is very good."

"Sounds delicious?"

Fred was discussing the new wizard card effect with Lee Jordan. Hearing them talk about pie, he smiled and joked, "Did you give the house elf Carla another weird recipe?"

"Strange?" Albert asked back, "Is the red bean cake not tasty?"

"It's delicious," George said after taking a sip of milk tea and putting down the cup. "It's just that you will get a little tired if you eat too much."

"Eat too much?"

Fred and Lee Jordan looked over here together, their eyes fell into the oiled paper bag containing the red bean paste cake, and they were immediately angry. The red bean paste inside was eaten by the **** George.

"Asshole, you actually ate it all by yourself, we haven't eaten it!" Fred reached out angrily to pull George's mouth, wanting him to spit out his share.

Lee Jordan was quick to **** away the red bean cake that George had just broken in half.

"Do you want it?"

He noticed Albert's gaze, and after hesitating for a moment, he seemed to want to pass the grabbed half to Albert's side, but that action seemed insincere.

"No, I have eaten it." Albert watched Lee Jordan's movements and said angrily, "You can eat it yourself!"

Lee Jordan quickly took a bite on half of the pie and directly declared its ownership.

"Asshole, wouldn't you divide me in half?" Fred saw Lee Jordan take a shameless bite, so angry he wanted to hit someone.

What an accident of making friends!

"give."

Ginny gave Fred the other half of the hummus that Albert had just handed him, and this made him calm down.

"This taste is very strange, it's better than bacon filling, I really don't know where you get so many recipes."

"The recipe sent by one of my uncles is said to be a sweet treat from the Far East."

Albert didn't lie, it was the recipe Uncle Charlie helped him collect. Since Charlie's milk tea shop became popular, he accepted Albert's suggestion and began to collect food from various countries to expand the food in his shop. He even plans to open a shop specializing in food from various countries in the future.

When several people were drinking tea and chatting, Harry and Ron appeared out of nowhere.

"Where did you get the pie?" Ron asked in surprise as he looked at the few people who were leisurely drinking tea and chatting.

"Of course it was in the kitchen. The house elves enthusiastically gave us a bunch. Would you like to have one? There are more." Fred handed Ron a piece of meat-flavored pie.

"You even sneaked into the kitchen?" Ron took a bite of the pie and said vaguely.

"I'm going to ask the house elves in the kitchen to take care of Fang. Hagrid has been taken away by the Ministry of Magic and no one is helping to feed his dog." Albert glanced at Harry and said lightly: "You can't let Yaya be hungry like this!"

Harry suddenly felt his cheeks hot, as if he was slapped severely, and an inexplicable shame came to his heart.

Before Hagrid was taken away by the Minister of Magic, he asked them to help take care of Fang, but he turned his head and left the matter behind.

"I want to talk to you!" Harry looked into Albert's eyes and added, "Can you talk alone?"

"Is there anything you can't let us know?" Fred muttered.

The other students around raised their ears and were very interested in Harry's conversation with Albert.

"Private matters related to Hermione." Harry added to his heart: And Hagrid.

"just now?"

"just now."

"Well, is not suitable here, go to my dormitory!" Albert had already guessed what Harry wanted to say to him. He picked up the tea cup in no hurry, drank the milk tea in the tea, stood up and took the lead towards the dormitory stairs.

Harry quickly followed.

"What do you think they are going to talk about?" Fred muttered, looking at the back of the two of them leaving, "They actually intend to whisper to us."

"I don't know, I'm actually very curious." George blinked and raised his hand to follow the past.

"I think it's better not to disturb them." Ron knew what Harry was going to talk to Albert and didn't want others to disturb them.

However, it was too late.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan looked at each other and followed them secretly.

Albert really doesn't want others to eavesdrop. They can't hear anything at all. Now following the past is nothing but fun.

Ginny and Ron looked at each other and lifted their heels.