The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Why do we have to do our vacation homework here now?"

At noon the next day, Fred finally couldn't stand it anymore. He threw the quill in his hand on the table, reached out his hand to support his chin, turned his head and looked out the library window, and whispered, "That **** Albert sneaked by himself. Up."

"His vacation homework should be almost finished." Lee Jordan said without looking up. "If you finish your vacation homework, you can also run around."

"You should go to Professor Dumbledore to complain, and ask him why he didn't cancel the exams for several other courses along the way." George put the quill on the table and said to Fred and Lee Jordan, "We There is no need to nest in the library to do holiday homework in such good weather."

"I want to know that it is impossible." Fred withdrew his gaze from the window, looked at the Harry trio who was whispering diagonally across from him, and asked curiously: "Have you come up with a good way? "

"I have some clues, but this kind of thing can only be done once." Hermione looked up and looked around, and said in a low voice: "If the plan fails, the other party will definitely be more vigilant, and it will be more difficult to succeed later."

"Tell me what you plan to do?" Lee Jordan stopped the quill and looked up at Hermione. He was always interested in making trouble.

Fred and George were both wondering how Hermione was going to let old Malfoy lose the house elf.

"Send him clothes, such as a pair of smelly socks." Harry took Hermione's words and replaced Lucius Malfoy with "him".

Since being repeatedly educated by Albert, Harry has gradually gained a sense of secrecy.

"If he opens the package and sees a stinky sock inside, he will probably throw the package away with anger. As long as he makes sure that the house elf is present and receives the package, he will get the ‘clothes’ in the package.”

"It's worth trying." Fred thought for a while and reminded: "However, wizard families are usually very careful not to let house elves touch clothing. You'd better let that house elves cooperate with your actions, and don't let them The other party knows that there are socks in the package, so he will definitely let the house elf dispose of the disgusting package full of rubbish, get the package, take out the socks inside, and the poor house elf will be free."

"I don't think your methods are reliable." George murmured.

"Then what do you think is more reliable?" Hermione asked back.

"Of course it was for Albert to speak and curse that guy for losing his house elf." George and Fred looked at each other and said in unison: "Believe me, nothing is more vicious than Albert's'curse'. "

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were speechless at once, and it was not the first time they heard Fred and George teasing about Albert's mouth.

No way, who made a lot of what he said happened.

The most recent victim is the hapless Lockhart. Fred, George, and Jordan Lee even wonder if Lockhart will be so unlucky, whether it was Albert's mouth that hurt.

"Where is the Albert?" Hermione asked.

"80% go on a date, something to do with him?" Fred turned to look at Hermione, winking mischievously. He felt that after being "saved" by Albert, Hermione was very likely to become his admirer.

"I heard that he said Professor Lockhart is..." Hermione stopped talking. To be honest, it was really difficult for her to accept the truth that Professor Lockhart was a liar.

"Oh, that liar!" George had decided that Lockhart was a liar.

"Oh, the truth is often so cruel." Fred said helplessly, "I heard Albert said that the stories that Lockhart wrote were not his experience, but stealing the results of others, and it was very bad. He used the oblivion spell on the other party to make the other party forget these things, so that they can be his own."

"It's really hard to believe," Hermione murmured.

"I don't think Albert needs to discredit a professor!" Ron supported Albert in this matter. "How clumsy Lockhart is in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I think you should know it too. That's right."

"We even suspect that Professor Dumbledore might also know those things. At the time, the principal had been very calm when he heard Albert talk about it. He didn't even want to quibble Lockhart. You must know that Professor McGonagall's expression was quite similar at the time. wonderful."

In the description of everyone, Lockhart turned into an extremely despicable liar writer.

"He is completely self-inflicted now!" Harry murmured, after hearing Albert's words about Lockhart's actions, he couldn't have any sympathy for Lockhart.

"I heard that Lockhart has become a poor worm who can't even talk and walk, and needs others to take care of him every day. He can only spend the rest of his life in the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital." Lee Jordan seemed very satisfied with Lockhart. Te's end, he also saw Madam Pomfrey personally send Lockhart away this morning.

Hermione was not stupid. Of course she knew that most of the students and professors in the school didn't like Lockhart.

Last night, when Professor Dumbledore announced that Lockhart could not be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, even the professors in the seats knew how unpopular he was in the school.

"What a poor worm." Fred's tone was somewhat gloat.

"I also know that another poor bug will appear in the school soon!" George said mysteriously.

"Who?" Ron couldn't help asking, who had been copying his homework.

"Kenneth Toller!" Fred and George laughed unkindly.

"That guy who sells amulets?" Harry had an impression of Kenneth Toller, a black market profiteer. He spent more than ten gallons to buy that amulet from the other party.

Last time, Malfoy was tricked by this in the duel club.

"Kenneth has always wanted to make a fortune by selling amulets. Now that the attack is over, I dare say that all the amulets he got from the outside have to be smashed." George knew that Kenneth Toller was selling amulets. Made a small fortune.

"He still wants to find Albert to make a specific batch." Lee Jordan thought of something and couldn't help but laugh. "I dare you to say that Albert had guessed the current result since then, so he didn't agree. Working with him, that guy is not at all vigilant and deserves to lose money."

"No, no, he was too greedy, and he even met Albert with a bad stomach, and he deserved it." Fred, George, and Jordan Lee had no idea about Kenneth Toler. How much good impression. They also did not admit that Albert did not tell Kenneth the truth.

Albert, who was unanimously regarded as a bad stomach, is now under scrutiny from the opposite side. Isobel is very dissatisfied with Albert's act of risking his life.

"I never like to take risks." Albert said solemnly: "I don't do anything unprepared."

"There is a saying that plans can never keep up with changes." Isobel patted Albert's hand that was secretly stretched over, and continued to teach sternly, "That's a basilisk, you almost died, do you know When I heard you were attacked, my heart stopped beating a few times."

"Let me hear if your heartbeat really stopped," Albert put his head on Isabel's chest. "If it stops, I can help you with a CPR massage."

"Stop it!" Isabel pushed Albert's head aside and complained: "Gryffindor students are always keen on taking risks, no matter what form of adventure."

"Okay, don't be angry, let's take a look over there!" Albert saw several girls coming here in groups, and he pointed at a flowerbed in the courtyard with flowers.

Isobel saw the girls whispering and had already guessed the reason.

"I really don't know why the curiosity of the girls is so exuberant." Albert ridiculed himself, "Could it be that my charm is so great"

"You have never been so popular as you are now. Don't forget, you also have the title of an international wizard chess champion and published a bunch of articles in magazines." Isobel did not object, got up and followed Albert to move away The girls walked to the flowerbed, "And, you are not ugly."

"I prefer you to say that I am handsome."

"Handsome?" Isabel stopped and stared at Albert for a long time, then reached out his hand and took his face to look carefully, and said seriously, "Perhaps, it is more appropriate to use the butter niche."

"Only a guy who is jealous of me thinks I am a custard boy, and no matter where I am, the girls prefer custody." Albert didn't care about the title at all. "Maybe, they should look at my heroic side. Compared to most of the rough boys in school, I am obviously more able to give everyone a sense of security. At least, most people who know me think I am reliable. Well, why look at me like this"

"It's rare to see you have narcissism!" Isobel chuckled.

"I'm just telling the truth." Albert retorted dissatisfiedly: "Young girls only look unexpectedly. They value fame, money and rights when they become adults. That is the real charm. As for talent, as far as I know Among the Muggle wizards of the past, the cases of becoming Minister of Magic can be counted with one finger."

"The girls are not as unbearable as you think!" Isobel raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously dissatisfied with such a biased statement.

"No, I'm just more realistic." Albert no longer continued to struggle in this regard: "I know where my advantage lies."

"Famous and talented"

"A rich, famous, talented, and sunny and handsome young man must be popular among the girls." Albert was not embarrassed at all. "As for power, I don't think I am boasting. No one can follow. I compete for the position of prefect and student council chairman."

"Last night, Mr. Browd hinted that I would become an alternate member of Wisengamao as an adult. Well, it's the old path of Professor Dumbledore, and I have an advantage over the principal."

Although there is no precedent for a Muggle wizard to become a member of Wisengamao, this is not difficult for the Wildsmith family.

When Albert reaches adulthood, his achievements will be more than that. Even if some members of Wissengamer oppose him, he must pinch his nose to admit his status. Who will let him have a bunch of people behind him?

This is one of the hidden benefits of heirs.

Otherwise, it is impossible for a good Muggle wizard to become a member of Wisengamao.

Although Albert doesn't care about that position, in his opinion, the British magical world is so big that he is not interested in participating.

"According to what you said, did I pick it up and give it a big deal?" Isobel was a little funny after listening.

"It's good to know!" Albert triumphantly took the girl by the hand and went to a remote corner, letting the lush flowers cover the eyes of other girls.

Isobel couldn't help rolling his eyes and jokingly said: "The sequelae of drinking too much Fu Ling Po?"

"The blessing agent is indeed a good thing." Albert said softly, "Unfortunately, it is too difficult to cook."

"Don't you have some more?" Isabel said grimly, "You can't drink that stuff."

"Sometimes, a few minutes of luck can save your life." Albert said meaningfully. He had thought of making "cod liver oil" a fortune agent, and taking one when needed would bring him half an hour of luck. At that time, there is no need to worry about the toxicity of Fu Ling agent too much.

"The last few years may not be calm." Noting Isobel's confusion, Albert explained softly.

"Great prophet, did you predict something else?" Isabel plucked a flower from the flowerbed and asked casually.

"Chaos and war. This is just a sign." Albert said mysteriously. "It has something to do with the mysterious man and Harry Potter. I remember telling you about it before."

Sometimes, Albert feels that he has more and more potential to be a stickman.

"Oh, that means it has nothing to do with you." Isobel poked Albert's chest with his finger and reminded: "Harry Potter is the savior, you are not."

"I know I am not, but no one can stay out of it." Albert said with a smile, "Unrest is a disaster for everyone, and it is also an opportunity. I will prepare in advance."

"Always mysterious." Isabel murmured. She didn't like the so-called turbulence, but did not deny Albert's news.

This guy is always mysterious, like a closed book, people can't help but want to open it and take a quiet look at the contents.

Undeniably, that sense of mystery is indeed very attractive.

"This is how the prophecy is. People who peep into fate will always make themselves look mysterious." Albert blinked, "In your words, it's a pose."

"I think you were lying to me just now." Isabel said, staring into Albert's eyes.

"No, I'm telling the truth." Albert promised without blinking his eyes.

"A superb liar can also use the truth to lie." Isobel almost said that Albert is a liar, especially in some ways like to lie.

"I never lied to you!" Albert almost took his heart out to show Isobel.

"Someone told me that you are arguing everywhere."

"Who!"

"Some guy who wants to find three or two girlfriends, now has more than that."

"How can I be so sullen and innocent," Albert said pretentiously, "and, I never provoke Katrina."

Although that is the dream of most men, Albert is very self-aware, and choosing a tree is more realistic than a forest.

At this time, an owl fell in front of them, breaking the atmosphere created by the two.

Albert took the note and read the contents.

Hagrid invited him to have afternoon tea, obviously to thank Albert for his help.

"Go together?"

"No." Isobel shook his head and said, "I think you must have something to say. See you that night!"

"Next semester, you are about to graduate from school." Albert said suddenly.

"what's happenin?"

"Maybe, I should buy a house in Hogsmeade."

"Do you have a lot of Kanon?"

"Don't forget, I am a fortuneteller, and I can easily make a lot of money by making a simple prediction." Albert said again: "Of course, we can find the right vanishing cabinet, and we can always be in Hogsmeade. Once the village meets, you don’t have to worry about me being snatched away by others."

Isobel couldn't help rolling his eyes, and asked, "Will you be robbed by others?"

"will not."

"Then why should I worry."

It makes sense. Albert found himself unable to refute, but he knew that Isobel would agree.

After separating from Isabel, Albert went to Hagrid's cabin alone.

"Didn't your girlfriend come with you?" Hagrid asked in surprise when he found Albert alone.

"Did you see?" Albert asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"You are much better than Harry's father when it comes to chasing girlfriends." Hagrid said with emotion. "He had spent a lot of time chasing Lily."

"What kind of person is he," Albert asked. "I mean Harry's father."

"He was smart and liked to cause trouble, but James was a good person," Hagrid recalled. "Lily was also a good person."

"It seems that you met acquaintances in Azkaban prison?" Of course Albert knew who Hagrid met in Azkaban, and asked, "How about that place?"

"Very bad, very bad, thank you for letting me get out of that ghost place so early. I never want to see those Azkaban guards again." Speaking of Azkaban, Hagrid couldn't help it. There was a shiver, as if recalling something bad.

"No, trust me, you will see them again soon." Albert said after thinking about it.

"This is not good news." Hagrid murmured. "What else did you predict?"

"I didn't predict anything." Albert said calmly, "However, since Harry Potter came to Hogwarts to go to school, the school has been uneven, and I have no doubt that something will happen next semester. "

"It's best not to happen."

Hagrid poured a cup of tea for Albert and said gratefully, "I heard Dumbledore say that you have revealed all the secrets and you were attacked by a basilisk."

"Harry took revenge for me." Albert glanced at the Daily Prophet, which was lying on the table, and asked, "Are you looking for an article from the Ministry of Magic to help you clarify?"

"Yeah, I looked for it all morning, and it was in the corner of the third edition." Hagrid murmured, "To be honest, the Ministry of Magic is not sincere in doing this."

"This is normal Hagrid." Albert took a sip of his tea and sneered: "Do you still expect the Minister of Magic to apologize to you? Even if Fudge made a mistake, before the public anger, It is impossible for him to do that, otherwise his authority will be compromised."

"You hate Fudge," Hagrid asked carefully.

"No, it should be said that I hate all politicians." Albert said without hesitation. "As for Fudge, with that guy's character, he might be ousted in the end."

Hagrid just smiled reluctantly. He could see that Albert disliked Fudge, so he changed the subject, "By the way, Dumbledore has agreed to me succeeding Professor Keitelber as the professor of the magical animals class. Up."

"I don't recommend that you use the "Book of Monsters" as a textbook. Trust me, many students will not like it."

"why."

"Because that book will bite people." Albert reminded: "No one wants to be bitten while reading, and we are not as rough and fleshy as you."

Hagrid was a little disappointed, which was obviously different from his expectations.

"Hagrid, there are some things you need to remember." Albert reminded Hagrid, "The student is not you, and your enthusiasm for this course is far less than you. Most magical animals are too dangerous for them. You'd better not put them in the classroom, otherwise it will definitely cause trouble."

Albert glanced at the task panel and was satisfied with the task triggered again.