The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The two had a candlelight dinner in the responsive room, and they were tired of exchanging feelings together, completely unaware that the outside world had been looking for them crazy.

During dinner, Principal Dumbledore announced to everyone in the auditorium that Albert had the good news of winning the Hogwarts School of Magic Potions Championship. Professor McGonagall laughed from ear to ear, just don’t know. What, the smile on Professor Snape's face looked a little reluctant.

To be honest, many people were at a loss at the time and didn't even know what the Potions Championship was.

After Professor McGonagall revealed that it was a potion contest that all magic schools in the world would participate in, this matter attracted everyone's attention.

After all, that is the genius who defeated all the magic schools and won the championship. The gold content is too high. Basically it means that Albert Anderson is the best potion genius in all the magic schools, and this is also this genius. A halo was put on the wizard's head.

Many students wanted to meet Albert and listen to him talk about the Potions Championship. As a result, he disappeared right after returning to school.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan are all complaining that Albert did not tell them the good news in the first place.

At this moment, the three of them are getting together and don't know what they are discussing.

It was already after ten o'clock in the evening to separate from Isabel.

Albert was at the entrance of the Gryffindor common room and ran into Nick, who was almost waiting for him there.

"Where have you been, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"wait for me?"

Albert looked at the ghost in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "What can I do, Sir Nick?"

"I have heard that you have won another championship trophy!" Nick said excitedly: "Oh, yes, Percy Weasley asked me to wait for you here and tell you the password."

"No, it's not the championship trophy, it's the championship crucible." Albert corrected with a smile.

"it's the same."

"What's the password?"

"Mongrel."

"It's not very friendly." Albert looked at the portrait of Sir Cadogan riding a pony.

"It's more interesting to keep the champion away." Sir Cadogan opened the door in disappointment and let Albert enter the common room.

"Thank you, Sir Nick, or I will really have to spend the night outside the hallway tonight." After expressing gratitude to Sir Nick, Albert raised his foot and walked towards the open common room entrance.

As soon as he entered the common room, Albert felt that he was dragged in by countless hands and almost lost his balance and fell on his back.

The swish and bang of screaming, cheering, whistling, and fireworks immediately poured into his ears, causing Albert to feel his eardrums buzzing.

In the common room, the fireworks made by Fred and George continued to bloom with beautiful orange stars, and the scene was very beautiful and spectacular.

"Where did you go?" Fred roared.

"Everyone is looking for you." George exclaimed.

"We have something to eat, Albert, come over and eat—"

"I'm not hungry, I have eaten it just now."

But no one wanted to hear him say that a glass full of Butterbeer was stuffed into Albert's hand, forcing him to drink another Butterbeer.

Lee Jordan uncovered a Gryffindor College flag from nowhere and insisted on wrapping it around Albert like a cloak.

The crowd was approaching him, surrounding Albert, making it impossible for him to get out, and being forced to participate in this lively celebration. What's more frightening is that these people kept yelling like unreasonable fans. Everyone wanted to know how Albert won the Potions Championship.

"Quiet, please be quiet!"

Albert raised his finger to his throat and cast a loud voice spell on himself.

His voice kept reverberating in the common room, causing everyone to cover their ears in pain, and this group of crazy guys stopped completely.

"Well, if you want me to say something, at least keep quiet, otherwise you won't hear me." After Albert finished speaking, all the students stared at him blankly and took a public break. The voice in the room gradually calmed down, and Nick, who was almost headless, was also eavesdropping nearby.

Albert told the story again, how he was selected to participate in the Potions Championship, and where did he go to participate in the competition.

He took the night horse carriage to France and went to the enchanted garden through the door key.

In the eyes of everyone, the Potions Championship is a boring competition. All schools come from all over the world and cannot communicate at all. The competition is very busy due to communication problems.

Then, he briefly talked about the three rounds of the knockout rounds, which were boring potions. The content was so simple and unpretentious, and boring to make people sleepy.

Before the other students could react, Albert sneaked up the stairs leading to the dormitory, finally got rid of the crowd, and hurried upstairs to the dormitory to rest.

In the dormitory, Tom's eyes gleamed in the darkness. After hearing the door opening, he looked up in the direction of the door and yawned greatly.

After a while, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan also returned, and these guys were still holding a lot of biscuits, candies, cakes, and butter beers in their hands.

"By the way, where did you go before?"

"I went to a big dinner with Isabel, a celebration party for the house elves." Albert casually threw the Gryffindor flag into the corner.

"The principal also prepared a celebration banquet for you in private?" the three asked in unison.

"You guys think too much, I asked the house elves to help prepare."

"I'll just say why you don't like the banquet we prepared for you." The three of them looked at Albert with murky eyes.

"It's crazy, it feels like looking at some rare animal." Albert reached out and picked Tom up and put the cat on his knees.

"Tell us about the details, I don't believe that the Potions Championship can be so boring!" George turned off the subject.

"What I said is real."

"Believe you a ghost, you must have saved a lot of interesting things." Fred bit a biscuit and said very confidently.

"Interesting thing?" Albert thought for a while and said, "The Potions Championship is jointly organized by the Magic Garden and the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists. The president of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists is surnamed Bernard, and a certain French player is called Guy I? Bernard, it is said that he is the grandson of the president, this is not an interesting thing."

"Cheating, absolutely cheating."

"That guy named Guy Bernard didn't beat you when he cheated." The three felt incredible.

"Guy Bernard was attacked during the second round of the game, and he was stuffed with a lot of Arriot leaves in his mouth. He couldn't participate in the game with a smile, so he could only abstain." Albert shrugged. Shrugged, "Finally, the frustrated President Bernard called a professional to deal with the attack, but after checking the wands of all the contestants, the murderer was still not found."

"how did you do that?"

"At that time, I was also attacked by a student of Vagado." Albert covered a yawn. "That guy is good at using wandless magic. Many people think he attacked Guy? Bernard, but the guy never admitted that he did it."

"You brought two wands?" Lee Jordan guessed the reason for the first time. They all knew that Albert had bought other wands in the second-hand market.

"After strict inspection, you can only bring one. The clothes are all provided by the event party, and there are patrol members nearby." Albert gave a look on your face that you don't wrong me, and be careful to sue you for slander.

The three people still think that Albert had attacked Guy Bernard, who was unlucky. This kind of practice without leaving any clues is too much like Albert's style.

If Albert is unwilling, it will be difficult for you to grasp his handle.

He did not let the three of them continue to discuss the matter, and took a piece of parchment from his pocket and placed it on the table, trying to divert their attention.

"what is this?"

"The formula for the last game." Albert reminded mysteriously: "They are all very interesting potions."

"How do I feel that these things are useless."

After the three of them read the formula on the parchment, they all looked at Albert in confusion. They did not understand what Albert meant. Emotional agents and vitality tonics were not uncommon. They had never seen protective agents before, but the three of them They all doubt whether that thing is effective.

"You don't understand, these things will definitely be popular in the future." Albert briefly described the effects of the three improved potions.

There was a brief silence in the dormitory.

After listening to Albert's words, the three of them fell into self-doubt. They really couldn't see the purpose of these potions, but why did Albert say that these potions would be very valuable in the future?

Is this the gap between them and Albert?

This guy can always find ways to make money from all angles.

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