The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Malfoy was fidgety and had been in a bad mood since Gryffindor easily beat Hufflepuff.

Malfoy couldn't believe that the Hufflepuffs had lost that game with Professor Snape himself off the court as the referee, and at that unbelievable rate of speed. , is simply the best waste in the waste.

Malfoy, no, the entire Slytherin House students have been scolding the scumbags of the Hufflepuffs these days. They actually know that students from other houses want to see Slytherin lose this year's Quidditch trophy, or even the House Cup. They were all jealous of Slytherin House, and Malfoy was furious now that their plot was about to succeed.

In Malfoy's mind, Slytherin will always be the best house, and as for Gryffindor, it's only a stepping stone to them.

There were other reasons why Malfoy was so restless. His eyes were bruised by the poor Weasley on the day of the Quidditch match.

Although the bruise had subsided with Madam Pomfrey's treatment, Malfoy still felt a dull pain in his eye.

"Damn Weasley, damn Gryffindor!" Just as Malfoy rubbed his swollen right eye and cursed in a low voice, a fat cat turned towards him from the end of the corridor ahead. Come, it was a very funny fat cat, he had never seen a cat so fat.

As we all know, there is only one cat like this at Hogwarts, and that is the cat named Tom owned by Gryffindor genius Albert Anderson.

Albert Anderson!

Malfoy's mood worsened when he remembered the name, still not forgetting the unforgettable memory of the anonymous gift from the Christmas holidays. Those cockroaches that crawled out of the gift bag were still the shadows lingering in his heart, making him unforgettable for a long time.

"Catch that fat cat!" Malfoy suddenly said to Goyle and Crabbe beside him. He knew that the damn Muggle wizard cared about his fat cat. If it were to go away, of course, Malfoy didn't intend to kill a cat, but wanted to hide the fat cat so that the Muggle wizard couldn't find his cat, Malfoy couldn't wait to admire the nasty cat The anxious look on the muggle wizard's face.

Both Goyle and Crabbe hesitated, they had all heard that Albert was not easy to mess with.

"I just wanted to have a good time with it," Malfoy said, noticing Goyle and Crabbe's hesitation, cursed inwardly, and began to explain, "I just wanted to invite it to our lounge."

When the two were about to catch Tom, the fat cat Tom seemed to have sensed that the two guys in front of him had bad intentions, so he turned around and trotted away immediately.

"Catch that cat."

Just as Malfoy was about to take out his wand to immobilize Tom, an extremely indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the three of them: "What are you going to do to my cat?"

Goyle and Crabbe looked at Albert and didn't dare to chase the cat anymore.

"Meow!"

Tom immediately hid behind Albert's thigh, stretched out his head and stared at the two guys chasing him, calling at Albert, still rubbing his feet, as if he was complaining to Albert: these three Guy bullies me.

"Draco Malfoy, isn't it!" Albert bent down and picked up his cat, then raised his head and squinted at the blond boy in front of him with oppressive eyes, "I'll think something happened to my cat in the future. You did it."

"Are you threatening me?" Malfoy pursed his lips tightly, restraining his trembling and looking at Albert.

"No, I'm just telling you a fact." Albert took a few steps forward, his eyes were even colder and more oppressive. That was the indifference that had transformed after killing someone. Malfoy looked at Albert. Slightly trembling under pressure.

"What are you doing here?"

A stern voice was like a torch lit in the dark, and Malfoy only felt the pressure all over his body disappeared,

He took a deep breath and said to the visitor, "Professor Snape, he's threatening me."

"Ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Anderson, bullying a freshman..." After Snape and Albert looked at each other, he suddenly stopped what he was about to say, and he could also feel the indifference in the other's eyes.

Albert ignored Snape, walked directly to Malfoy, and said in a hoarse and distant voice: "Something related to your name will bring you an unexpected trip; the blood of the curse does not Can't bring immortality, and you will be a witness, he is with you. Stay away from that shadow, or the conspiracy will come to you, bring death to you, or death to others."

At this moment, Malfoy was stunned and stood there dumbfounded. He didn't understand what Albert's words meant, but the other party's words gave him a very bad feeling.

Albert glanced at Snape and prepared to leave.

"stop!"

Snape was shaking with anger, he had never been so ignored before. Moreover, what Albert just said was like a ridiculous prophecy. Although Snape did not believe that Albert could predict the future, he believed in prophecy, and there was a prophecy that he regretted his whole life.

"Oh, it looks like you need it too, don't you?" Albert stopped, turned to look into Snape's eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and said in a tone that I understood: "Okay then. , only this time, the next time will be charged."

"Fake it!" Snape was trembling with anger, ready to say something.

Albert ignored Snape's words, making his voice sound ethereal and hollow: "Be wary of black and white, stay away from that cursed lesson, or when your wish is fulfilled, death will be gone. You are not far away!"

With that said, Albert ignored Snape and walked away with his cat in his arms.

Several students in the corridor who had witnessed all this with their own eyes all stared at the departing back. They never thought that Albert would not even buy into Snape.

"It's so cool!"

Harry looked at the pale Malfoy and said to Ron excitedly in a low voice.

"Do you think that so-called prophecy is true?" Hermione was more curious about Albert's so-called prophecy. Albert made a prophecy for Malfoy and Snape, and the results were very bad.

"I don't know!" Ron quickly regained his senses and said to Harry and Hermione, "Fred and George always say that Albert's words are accurate."

He glanced at Malfoy who was walking towards him, and said in a voice that the other party could hear: "However, I heard that basically as long as the prophecies are not joking, they all come true in the end, and they all think that Albert has The power of prophecy."

Malfoy's face was even more ugly.

"He's terrified!" Hermione looked at Malfoy's back and said in a low voice, "You didn't see his expression..."

"Cursed lessons mean..." Harry asked, turning his head away, ignoring Hermione's words.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, it is said that Defense Against the Dark Arts is cursed. Our previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professor even disappeared because of this. Some people think it is because of the Curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Ron said, the more excited he said: "You You know? I heard that Snape always wanted to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. If this prediction is true, Snape will be dead when he becomes a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"It would be great if that was the case!"

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