The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Have you seen these things?"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, Professor Rowena Smith looked at the contents of the parchment in his hand and looked up at Albert in surprise. The young student in front of him was just a Glancing at the ancient rune on the parchment he gave him, he was able to give the answer immediately.

Even if Albert has made good achievements in ancient runes, Professor Smith does not think that the other party can translate it immediately, the only possibility is that he knows or has seen it. After all, the relationship between Professor Broad and Albert is also very good. If the professor has shown something similar to Albert before, it would not be a strange thing for the other party to give a translation at the first sight. .

"I've seen it before." Albert simply admitted, "Professor Brod once asked me to help translate something similar, and the content basically hasn't changed much."

Professor Smith stared at the parchment and fell silent. To be honest, he was very embarrassed now, because with Albert's cleverness, he naturally saw that what he showed him was actually split from a large piece of ancient rune. And he didn't want the other party to know the content.

"I suggest you show me the whole content, so that I can translate it better. Of course, if it's inconvenient, then forget it!" In fact, Albert could guess where those ancient runes came from Yes, even if Professor Smith is unwilling to share, he will naturally be able to see it when he enters the Ravenclaw knowledge treasury, so Albert doesn't really care if Professor Smith is willing to share these ancient Rune records with him.

"I'll sort them out in a few days, and I'll ask you to." Professor Smith was silent for a moment, and then made a quick decision. Although he has not weak attainments in ancient rune, but compared with Albert, is the gap really a bit big?

At least, Professor Smith looked at the secret room for a long time, but still could not fully understand the meaning of the ancient runes left on the walls.

"That's my honor." Albert smiled.

"Go and do your own business!" Professor Smith said to see off the guest.

Albert got up and nodded at Professor Smith, then turned and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"Did Professor Smith come to Hogwarts for the treasure house of Ravenclaw knowledge?" Albert murmured while standing at the end of the corridor, looking at the majestic rain outside.

"You said, when will this heavy rain stop?" Soon after, Fred's voice sounded in his ear.

"Who knows?"

"If you miss this time, you probably won't have the chance to go into the woods again this year to look for bouncing toadstools." Li Jordan looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, then turned his head to look at Albert, not only him, but the Weasley brothers as well. Look at Albert.

"Don't look at me like that, I won't rush into the woods on such a rainy day." Albert peeled off the package, put a hard candy in his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said, "So, you should give up."

After he looked around and made sure that there was no one else, he continued: "It's time to get it from Greenhouse No. 3 or the pharmacy in Diagon Alley."

On a rainy day, going into the woods in the rain to look for something is definitely something you do only if you have a problem with your brain. In this kind of weather, Albert would like to go back to the common room, sit by the fireplace and read a book, and enjoy a leisurely rainy day. That's how people should live.

"The common room is full of people now." George seemed to see through Albert's thoughts at a glance, and reminded with a smile.

To be honest, for a Quidditch player, this rain is nothing, after all, all Quidditch players train rain or shine.

But... about this.

George suddenly looked at Albert with strange eyes.

Shouldn't this guy... hate rain?

They used to suspect that the fundamental reason for Albert's reluctance to become an official Quidditch player was... unwillingness to go to the Quidditch pitch for training in rainy weather.

On rainy days, Albert prefers to stay by the fire and read a book.

"Then go to the auditorium, just finished this week's homework." Albert comforted casually: "Maybe, this is just a shower, and it will stop soon. Before the rain stops..."

Albert has regretted saying these words, because his words really came true. It was just a shower. The rain came and went quickly. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain stopped. Completely stopped, the sky began to clear.

Albert, who had just written half of his thesis, was worth going out with the three of them to find the jumping toadstool in the Forbidden Forest.

This mushroom is of special significance to the four of them. In order to study it, the four of them did not spend time and energy to inquire about the relevant information about the beating toadstool, and find out how to catch it and how to transform the beating toadstool into Galleon's. Research.

Therefore, Fred and the others have paid so much, and they do not want to give up this obsession easily.

Like the garlic planting last year, as long as it takes a little longer, it is estimated that this matter will soon be forgotten!

"Hagrid should be in his hunting hut, but we'd better go around the woods from the side." Fred mentioned the entrance to the Forbidden Forest last time, which was far from Hagrid's hunting hut and was not easy to be caught by the sea. Grid noticed.

"Don't think we're unprepared for anything," George said mysteriously. "We know of a few places where we might have a chance to find the bouncing toadstool."

"Remember the last time we entered the woods?" Fred went on to add: "The route we took..."

"You actually plan to use these nonsense to fool me? I followed you into the Forbidden Forest last time." Albert got a pair of rain boots and put them on for himself.

It had just rained, and the ground was wet and muddy. Albert didn't want to make a mess, so he pulled up the hood on his cloak to cover his head to prevent the rain remaining in the forest from spilling on his body and wetting his clothes.

"We'd better come back before five o'clock. The winter night comes very early." Albert glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and said to Fred, "There are still two and a half hours."

"There should be enough time, if we're lucky enough."

"Did you bring a fuming agent?" Fred asked in a low voice. This is the source of their self-confidence. Albert, who drank the Fuling agent, had a lot of luck, so he didn't need to worry about finding the beating toadstool.

"Bring it." Albert was quite helpless. Before he was unable to prepare the Fuling, he would drink a little less.

"It only takes about two or three hours of dose." Li Jordan comforted.

Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes and taking a sip. How could he be so precise? 2k reading net

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