The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Look, this report..."

While eating breakfast, George, who was flipping through the Daily Prophet, suddenly shouted, startling everyone around him.

"Early in the morning, don't yell!" Lee Jordan glared at George angrily. The sound just now made him shake the slices of bread from his hands.

Albert covered a yawn, spread jam on his slices of bread, and took a bite before leaning over to read the Daily Prophet pushed over by George.

There is a paper on Bafet Brain Refresher. The Ministry of Magic is reminding everyone not to believe it or use it indiscriminately, because all the Bafet Brain Refresher that can be purchased on the market are poisonous.

"I thought something was wrong." Albert covered his yawn again, "It turned out to be to scare others!"

"Scare people?" Lee Jordan reached for the newspaper, read it carefully, and said, "It should be true, right!"

"It's true, the reality is exactly what the newspapers say, but the newspapers exaggerate things." Albert ate the jam-smeared bread slices in two bites and muttered, "This is a clever method. , more useful than any law."

"Why?" George didn't understand why Albert would say that.

"The law can exploit loopholes, and if you clearly told you that the Buffy Brain Refresher you bought on the market is poisonous, would you deliberately spend a large sum of Galleons to buy a bottle of poisonous potion and try it?" Albert grinned. "Speaking of which, the Slytherin student was really unlucky to be pulled out and whipped by the Daily Prophet."

"That's right. I don't think anyone would dare to buy those unidentified Buffalo brain pills." Fred closed the newspaper, looked at Albert and said, "However, in this case, your plan is estimated to be It's going to be soup!"

"Who said that, haven't you heard of the brand?" Albert said mysteriously, looking at several roommates.

"I don't understand!" The three shook their heads in unison.

"Well... just like Floo powder, besides Floo Bang company, will you go to other places to buy Floo powder?" Albert thought for a while and gave a simple case.

It is said that there are fake floo powder on the market that can blow wizards out of fireplaces.

"It seems... not!"

The three looked at each other and looked at Albert again.

"However, this and... oh, so it turns out, I probably know what you mean, it's not easy."

"I'm just giving a random example."

Albert added another fried egg to his plate, looking up above his head.

The mail has arrived!

Dozens of owls flew into the halls, flying over the heads of the students, tossing letters or packages to recipients.

Fortunately, owls come and go quickly, otherwise, when they eat in the morning, suddenly shit falls from the sky, how can it be tolerated.

Albert received two letters, plus a package that looked heavy.

"The sender is not written on it." George frowned.

"I know."

Albert opened the package, took out the bag that was inside, and made a shut-mouth gesture to the three roommates next to him, and then quickly put the bag that could hear the crisp metal crash into his pocket. inside.

He made a large sum of Galleons selling Bafee Brain Refresher. Although he didn't count the gold coins immediately, he was not worried that others would default on their bills.

"Big money!" Fred couldn't help muttering, "How much?"

Albert raised three fingers and shook them.

"Nice. But, do they dare to use it? I heard that the Ministry of Magic has been particularly strict in checking for cheating this year."

"Don't be silly, if it was so easy to find out, the Ministry of Magic would have done it long ago." Albert curled his lips in disdain.

The Ministry of Magic didn't check whether students were taking Buffalo, more because of the hassle and waste.

Bafei brain-refreshing agent is the same as Fuling agent. The manufacturing process is very complicated, the material cost is extremely high, the success rate is extremely low, and the failed products will be poisoned if they drink it. It is completely unrealistic for ordinary students to buy this kind of potion for cheating. Even if you buy it, consider whether you are taking a risk.

Enhancers and the use of dragon claw powder are the two most common ways of cheating in exams, but the Ministry of Magic has long been prepared to prevent it.

As for Legilimency, many students have never even heard of it. It is not easy to cheat by Legilimency. Most wizards are not necessarily accessible even after graduation.

"Mr. Anderson." A voice came from behind Albert.

Albert put down his knife and fork, turned his head to look, and found that Professor McGonagall was standing behind him at some point.

"Good morning, Professor McGonagall." Albert immediately greeted the other party.

"Headmaster Dumbledore is looking for you." Professor McGonagall motioned Albert to follow her to the headmaster's office.

"That...Professor, I have a class later."

"Mr. Weasley, remember to ask for leave for Mr. Anderson." Professor McGonagall said without hesitation.

"See you later!" Albert ate the rest of the food in two or three bites, threw his schoolbag to George, waved to everyone, and followed in Professor McGonagall's footsteps.

Of course Albert knew why the principal was looking for him.

The letter sent yesterday, Dumbledore estimated that it was a little bit, and was ready to go over to confirm it.

Albert had already weaved a true and false story in his brain, and he was ready for this day.

The two silently turned a corner and stopped in front of a griffin.

“Chocolate Frog!!”

After she said the command, the Gryphon came alive, revealing the spiral staircase behind the wall. As soon as Albert and Professor McGonagall stepped up, they followed the escalator to the headmaster's office.

Professor McGonagall knocked on the door and took Albert in. There was no one inside, and Dumbledore didn't know where he was going.

Professor McGonagall told Albert to wait, then turned and left, leaving him alone in the principal's room.

Dumbledore didn't let Albert wait too long, he walked in from outside the office, and it seemed that something went out just now.

"Mr Anderson." Dumbledore looked at Albert with a smile and said, "I have read your letter..."

"If you're looking for the crown in the photo, I'll take you there." Albert said softly, looking at Dumbledore.

"Then let's go!" Dumbledore nodded, very satisfied with the efficiency.

"Headmaster, what do you think that is?" Albert asked softly.

"It's hard to say, you need to see the real thing to know." Dumbledore followed Albert to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll stick beat Barnabas.

"It's here," said Albert. "I call it the House of Requirement."

"Any request?"

"Well, it can become the room you need. I think this name is suitable." Albert asked curiously, "Don't Headmaster Dumbledore know about this place?"

"Although I am the headmaster of Hogwarts, I don't necessarily know all the secrets in the school." Dumbledore winked at Albert, "However, I think I went in once by accident, at that time. There was a room with a lot of delicate potties. When I went out, the room suddenly disappeared."

"Hold on"

Albert walked back and forth three times, waiting for the door of the Room of Requirement to open, and then walked in first.

"How did Mr. Anderson find out about this place?" Dumbledore asked curiously, looking around at the garbage.

"I didn't discover this place first." Albert briefly talked about Fred and George's night tour, and then said that he speculated and figured out the correct way to open the Room of Requirement.

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