The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Just after the Transfiguration class, Albert followed the others to the hall, and as he passed through the hall, he saw a group of students gathered around the bulletin board, reading a piece of parchment that had just been pinned.

"Percy, do you know the content of the bulletin?" Albert greeted Percy in the crowd, asking about the information posted on the bulletin board.

"It's about arrangements for the Easter break."

Percy glanced back at the crowded bulletin board and told Albert what he knew: "Professor McGonagall requires that students who stay on campus during the holidays can only move around in the lobby, the library and the common rooms of the various colleges."

"This is absolutely the worst Easter ever at Hogwarts!"

Albert is not surprised. If the control of students is loosened during the Easter holiday, then what is the point of strict control before.

Lee Jordan squeezed out of the crowd and couldn't help but complain: "If I say, don't let the Easter break at all, anyway, the situation is the same, and you don't have to do all that annoying holiday homework!"

Percy listened to Lee Jordan's words, frowned and said to several people: "Professor McGonagall is doing this for everyone's safety, and she has been working hard to maintain the normal operation of the school."

"Why not send all the students home for Easter?"

Mr Abbott believes that in the current situation, the Easter holiday is definitely a headache, and keeping students at school for the holiday is not a good idea. If everyone was forced to go home for Easter, there would be no such mess.

"The situation is not so bad that it is impossible for Professor McGonagall to rush all the students... send them home." Percy originally wanted to use "rush", but felt it was inappropriate, and finally changed his words temporarily.

Anyway, nothing happened, then continue to drag.

This kind of luck is not unfamiliar to Albert at all. It will be too late when an accident occurs. This sentence is not just talk.

However, through the bulletin board, Professor McGonagall politely suggested that everyone go home for the holidays.

In fact, she did too.

During lunch, Professor McGonagall began to sign the list of students staying on campus. I have to say that the information on the bulletin board was very useful. Many students had reserved seats on the Hogwarts Express train and planned to go home for the Easter holiday. .

Shanna sees Albert signing the parchment of the students,

Finally couldn't help asking: "Are you really not going to go home for Easter?"

"No, I don't plan to go back." Albert casually made an excuse and said perfunctorily, "Anyway, it's almost vacation time, and there is a lot of homework during the Easter holiday, and 80% of the students who go back can't finish it."

"I don't think anyone believes your nonsense now." Fred and George cast a contemptuous look at Albert.

If you don't count the students in the first and second grades, it is estimated that Albert is the least stressful of vacation homework, but they know that Albert is about to finish the vacation homework a few days ago.

"Don't worry, we will take good care of him and won't let Albert be attacked." Lee Jordan patted his chest while still planting a flag on Albert's head.

"Shut up, don't stand up for me." Albert forked a big potato, stuffed it directly into Lee Jordan's mouth, and blocked back what he wanted to say.

Lee Jordan picked up the fork without hesitation, bit the potato on it, and said inarticulately, "I'll just say it casually, it's not you, I'll hit whatever I say."

In a blink of an eye, the Easter holiday begins.

On Saturday morning, many students, dragging their suitcases, appeared in the foyer in twos and threes, preparing to take Thestrals to Hogsmeade Station.

In fact, the loss of the Hogwarts School, which was protected by Professor Dumbledore, made many students feel insecure, and most Muggle wizards were reluctant to stay at the school for the holidays.

After most of the students left, the castle suddenly became empty. According to Fred and George, there were more students who stayed at the school for Easter than the Christmas holidays.

Albert intends to do his holiday homework first, so he doesn't rush to do it a few days before the holiday ends. Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, though reluctant to do their homework on vacation, went to the library with Albert to do their homework.

Anyway, you have to do it, so naturally you have to hug your thighs.

They also had to get a snack on it, and the annual Easter holiday homework is overwhelming.

Albert shuffled through the bookshelves in search of useful Spell essay materials, the last of which were left on his vacation homework.

I really don't know how to fill twelve inches of parchment paper without enough material.

As soon as he took out the book from the shelf to read, Albert immediately noticed that a note had been stuffed into the book.

He pulled out the note and found that it was written in a man: today.

What is today?

Seeing the Chinese on the note, Albert was silent for a while, and then he understood the meaning above.

The attack happened just today.

He even deliberately left a note to remind himself that something would obviously happen.

Albert tucked the note into the pocket on his robe, then put the book back into the bookshelf, and continued to circle the library until he got out of sight of the others before he took out the deformed lizard leather pouch and removed it from the skin. Take a small golden pill bottle from the bag.

It was the Fuling Elixir, the legendary lucky potion.

At critical moments, it is suitable for life-saving.

In order to ensure that he is safe, Albert has always carried these things with him in order to deal with all the unexpected events that may come.

Scraping off the sealing wax on the bottle mouth with his fingernails, pulling out the cork, Albert took a good amount and took a small sip. He used up about a quarter of the amount, which could bring him a few hours of luck.

As soon as the Fuling agent was taken, Albert could clearly feel that the potion was starting to take effect.

An incomparably exhilarating feeling flows through the body, as if he has become omnipotent and can easily accomplish anything.

That feeling of being able to do anything, as if everything is so easy, is fascinating.

Of course, Albert knew that it was a small side effect of the Fuling agent, but as long as it was carefully grasped, it was not a big problem compared to the powerful effect of the Fuling agent itself.

Under the effect of Flux, Albert's brain has never been clearer than it is now, and he is confident that he can win. Especially when he was prepared for a long time, Albert really didn't know how to lose.

Well, the Fuling Elixir, or intuition is telling Albert that the parchment may have other meanings, and he may finally use the time converter to escape the pursuit of the Basilisk.

Now, she should go back to her vacation homework and give Ginny Weasley some tips to give her time to prepare for the attack.

Albert returned to the group with a few books, and while flipping through the information, he followed the prompt of his Fuling (intuition), and whispered to a few people, "Oh, I almost forgot something, tomorrow is Easter. Yes, someone sent me an invitation last time to go to the Easter dinner, and now this has happened, and I don't know if Professor McGonagall will allow me to use the Floo network to leave school."

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were all used to Albert's Easter going to the banquet, and at most they complained that Albert was going to secretly run to eat something delicious.

Albert pretended not to hear a few people's complaints, continued to bury his head in writing the curse paper, glanced at Ginny Weasley not far from the corner of his eye, and muttered in his heart: "Tom, don't let me down. what!"

The curse paper was completed faster than expected. Albert handed the paper to Fred, politely refused several roommates who planned to accompany him to find Professor McGonagall, and left the library alone. , go to Professor McGonagall's office.

The journey from the library to Professor McGonagall's office was a short one, but it was a great opportunity for Tom Riddle.

Albert is naturally aware of the dangers of the journey, as this is the best attack opportunity he has created for Tom Riddle.

As soon as his forefoot left the library, Albert took out a map from his pocket and pinpointed the exact location of Ginny Weasley.

Ginny was in the abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor, where the hapless Miss Ghost had apparently been petrified.

Albert's mouth curled into a small smile, and he raised his feet and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office. Along the way, there was another ghost patrolling in the corridor, but the ghost's location had not changed, and Albert suspected that he had been attacked by a basilisk.

Walking to a certain corridor near the stairs on the third and second floors, Albert began to slow down his pace. The Flux (intuition) told him that he should stop. Albert couldn't help squinting at the corner. direction, he could feel a deep malice coming from the corner at the end of the corridor.

This is the first time Albert has felt this way, the hairs all over his body stand up, and the sense of danger of death rises from his heart.

It was true that the Fluxine could not bring him real luck, but it greatly enhanced Albert's abilities in all aspects and amplified his five senses.

Fu Lingjian (intuition) told him that he could not pass, otherwise he might die here.

He stopped, stretched out his hand and took out the hot detection ball from his pocket, and the corner of his mouth suddenly smiled maliciously.

Tom Riddle was probably waiting for her on the other side of the corner, along with the basilisk in the back room.

As long as you pass the corner, you will definitely bump into the basilisk, and the result can be imagined.

Tom Riddle was watching himself, waiting for him to take the bait, and why wasn't he?

"Come on, the game is on!"

Albert took a deep breath, suppressed his beating heart, stretched out his hand and took out what he had specially prepared for the Basilisk from the package around his waist, turned around without hesitation, and started to move according to the predetermined route.

He knew that the moment he turned around, the expression of Tom Riddle, who had tracked him with the Footprint Charm, must have been particularly wonderful.