The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Why do we have to stay here doing holiday homework now?"

At noon the next day, Fred finally couldn't take it anymore, he threw the quill in his hand on the table, put his hand on his chin, turned his head to look out of the library window, and complained in a low voice, "That bastard Albert actually sneaked away on his own. already."

"His vacation homework should be almost done," Lee Jordan said without looking up. "If you're done with your vacation homework, you can go out and walk around."

"You should complain to Professor Dumbledore and ask him why he didn't cancel the exams in the other courses as well." George put the quill on the table and said to Fred and Lee Jordan, "We You don't have to sit in the library doing holiday homework in such good weather."

"I think it's impossible." Fred retracted his eyes from the window, looked at the Harry trio who were whispering in a low voice, and asked curiously, "Have you come up with any good solutions? "

"I have some clues, this kind of thing can only be done once." Hermione looked up and looked around, and said in a low voice: "If the plan fails, the other party will definitely be more vigilant, and it will be more difficult to succeed in the future."

"Tell me what you're going to do?" Lee Jordan also stopped his quill and looked up at Hermione, who had always been interested in doing things.

Fred and George were equally curious about how Hermione was going to make old Malfoy lose the house-elf.

"Send him a piece of clothing, like a pair of smelly socks." Harry took Hermione's words, substituting "him" for Lucius Malfoy.

Since being repeatedly educated by Albert, Harry has gradually developed a sense of secrecy.

"If he opened the package and saw a smelly sock inside, he would probably be so angry that he would throw the package away. As long as he made sure the house elf was present and took the package, he would have obtained the 'clothes' inside the package."

"It's worth a try." Fred thought for a while and reminded: "However, the wizarding family is usually very careful not to let the house elf touch the clothes, you'd better let the house elf cooperate with your actions, and don't let the house elf touch the clothes. The other party knows there are socks in the package, so he will definitely let the house-elf deal with that disgusting package full of garbage, get the package, take out the socks inside, and the poor house-elf will be free."

"I don't think your methods are reliable," George muttered.

"Then what do you think is more reliable?" Hermione asked back.

"Of course, let Albert speak and curse that guy for losing his house elf." George and Fred looked at each other and said in unison, "Trust me, nothing is more vicious than Albert's 'curse'. "

Harry, Ron and Hermione were all speechless, and it was not the first time they heard Fred and George tease Albert's mouth.

No way, who made a lot of what he said happen.

The latest victim is the hapless Lockhart. Fred, George and Lee Jordan even wondered if Lockhart would be so unlucky if it was Albert's mouth.

"Where's the Albert?" Hermione asked.

"Eighty percent to go on a date, have something to do with him?" Fred turned his head to look at Hermione and blinked mischievously. He felt that Hermione might become his admirer after being "saved" by Albert.

"I heard that he said Professor Lockhart was a..." Hermione hesitated. To be honest, she had a hard time accepting that Professor Lockhart was a liar.

"Oh, that liar!" George had already decided Lockhart was a liar.

"Oh, the truth is often so cruel." Fred spread his hands helplessly and said: "Listen to Albert, the stories Lockhart wrote are not his experiences, but stealing other people's achievements, and they are very bad. I used the Forgetting Charm on the other party to make the other party forget these things, so that they can take those deeds as their own."

"It's hard to believe," Hermione grumbled.

"I don't think it's necessary for Albert to discredit a professor!" Ron supported Albert on this matter, "I think you know how bad Lockhart was in Defense Against the Dark Arts. That's right."

"We even suspect that Professor Dumbledore may have known those things. At that time, the Headmaster heard Albert talk about this matter very calmly, and didn't even want to quibble with Lockhart. You must know that Professor McGonagall's expression at that time was quite Wonderful."

In the description of everyone, Lockhart has become an extremely despicable liar writer.

"What he's doing now is completely self-inflicted!" Harry muttered, having no sympathy for Lockhart after hearing what Albert said about Lockhart's actions.

"I heard that Lockhart has now become a poor bastard who can't even talk or walk, needs someone to take care of him every day, and can only spend the rest of his life in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries." Lee Jordan seemed satisfied with Lockhart He had seen Mrs. Pomfrey personally send Lockhart away this morning.

Hermione wasn't stupid, and of course she knew that most of the students and professors in the school didn't like Lockhart.

Last night, when Professor Dumbledore announced that Lockhart would not be able to hold the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, even the professors in the seats were all smiles to know how unpopular he was in the school.

"What a poor bastard." There was a bit of schadenfreude in Fred's tone.

"I also know there will be another poor bastard in the school soon!" George said mysteriously.

"Who?" Ron, who had been copying his homework, couldn't help asking.

"Kenneth Toler!" Fred and George laughed maliciously.

"Is that the guy who sold the amulet?" Harry had some impressions of Kenneth Toler, a black market profiteer. He spent more than ten Galleons to buy that amulet from the other party.

Last time, it took Malfoy to take advantage of it at the Duel Club.

"Kenneth has always wanted to make a fortune selling amulets, and now that the attack is over, I dare say that all the amulets he got from outside have to be smashed." George knew that Kenneth Toller sold amulets by selling them. Made a small fortune.

"He still wants to find Albert to make a batch." Lee Jordan remembered something and couldn't help laughing, "I dare say that Albert has guessed the result since then, so he didn't agree. Cooperating with him, that guy is not vigilant at all, he deserves to lose money."

"No no, he was too greedy, and he also met Albert with a bad stomach, and he deserved to be pitted." Fred, George and Lee Jordan all had nothing to do with Kenneth Toller. How good. Nor do they see anything wrong with Albert not telling Kenneth the truth.

Albert, who was unanimously considered to be full of bad water, was now under the scrutiny of the opposite party, and Isobel was very dissatisfied with Albert's behavior of risking his life.

"I've never been adventurous," Albert said solemnly. "Never do anything unprepared."

"There's a saying that plans can't keep up with changes." Isobel patted off Albert's secretly stretched hand, and continued to teach a lesson, "That's a basilisk, you almost died, do you know that? When I heard you were attacked, my heart stopped beating a few times."

"Let me hear if your heartbeat has really stopped," Albert put his head to Isobel's chest. "If it stops, I can give you a CPR massage."

"Stop making trouble!" Isobel pushed Albert's head aside and complained, "Gryffindor students are always keen to take risks, no matter what kind of adventure."

"Okay, don't be angry, let's take a look over there!" Albert said, pointing to a flower bed in the courtyard when he saw several girls walking towards this side.

Seeing the girls whispering, Isobel had already guessed the reason.

"I really don't know why girls are so curious." Albert teased himself, "Could it be that my charm is so great?"

"You have never been more popular than you are now. Don't forget, you also have the title of International Wizarding Chess Champion, and you have published a lot of articles in magazines." Isobel didn't object, got up and followed Albert to move away from The girls walked to the flower bed, "Also, you are not ugly."

"I prefer when you say I'm handsome."

"Handsome?" Isobel stopped and stared at Albert for a long time, then reached out to cup his face and looked at him carefully, before he said solemnly, "Perhaps, it is more appropriate to describe it as a creampie."

"Only guys who are jealous of me will think I'm a Butterfly, and girls prefer Butterfly wherever they are." Albert didn't care about the title at all, "Maybe, they should see my heroic side. , I'm obviously more secure than most of the rough boys in school. At least, most people who know me think I'm reliable. Well, why do you see me like that?"

"It's rare to see you being narcissistic!" Isobel burst out laughing.

"I'm just telling the truth." Albert retorted dissatisfiedly: "Young girls only care about looks, and when they become adults they value fame, money and power. That's the real charm. As for talent, as far as I know , the number of Muggle wizards who have become Ministers of Magic through the ages can be counted on one finger."

"The girls are not as bad as you think!" Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously dissatisfied with such a biased statement.

"No, I'm just a more realistic person." Albert no longer continued to struggle in this regard: "I know very well where my strengths are."

"Famous and Talented"

"An excellent young man who is rich, famous, talented, and handsome is sure to be popular among girls." Albert was not embarrassed at all, "As for power, I don't think I am boasting, no one can follow I'm competing for prefect and student council president."

"Last night, Mr. Broad hinted that I would be an alternate for the Wizengamore members when I became an adult. Well, it's the old way of Professor Dumbledore, and I have an advantage over the Headmaster."

Although there is no precedent for a Muggle wizard to be a member of the Wizengamore, it is the Wildsmith family.

When Albert becomes an adult, his achievements will be more than that. Even if some members of Wizengamot oppose him, he must hold his nose and admit his status. Who makes him have a bunch of people behind him?

This is one of the hidden benefits of heirs.

Otherwise, no good Muggle wizard can become a member of Wizengamore.

Although Albert didn't care about that position, in his opinion, the British wizarding world was just that big, and he was not interested in participating at all.

"According to you, I picked it up for a great deal?" Isobel was a little amused after hearing this.

"It's good to know!" Albert proudly held the girl's hand and came to a remote corner, letting the lush flowers cover the eyes of other girls for them.

Isobel couldn't help but rolled his eyes and joked: "The sequelae of drinking too much Fuling?"

"Fu Lingjian is indeed a good thing." Albert sighed softly, "Unfortunately, the difficulty of brewing is too high."

"Don't you still have some?" Isobel said angrily, "You can't drink too much of that stuff."

"Sometimes, a few minutes of luck can save one's life." Albert said meaningfully, he had thought of making the Fuling agent into "cod liver oil", and taking one when needed could bring himself half an hour of luck , then you don't need to worry about the toxicity of the Fuling agent.

"It may not be calm in recent years." Noticing Isobel's confusion, Albert explained softly.

"Great Prophet, did you predict something again?" Isobel picked a flower from the flower bed and asked casually.

"Chaos and war. This is just an omen," said Albert mysteriously. "It has something to do with You-Know-Who and Harry Potter, I remember telling you about it before."

Sometimes, Albert felt that he had more and more potential to be a magician.

"Oh, that means it has nothing to do with you." Isobel poked Albert's chest with his finger and reminded: "Harry Potter is the savior, you are not."

"I know I'm not, but no one can stay out of it," Albert said with a smile. "Unrest is a disaster for everyone and an opportunity, and I'll prepare in advance."

"It's always mysterious." Isobel muttered, she didn't like those so-called turmoil, but did not deny the news revealed by Albert.

This guy is always mysterious, like a closed book, which makes people want to open it and take a look inside.

There is no denying that the mystery is indeed very attractive.

"Prophecy is like this. People who peep into fate always make themselves look mysterious." Albert blinked and said, "In your words, it's pretentious."

"I think you were lying to me just now." Isobel said, staring into Albert's eyes.

"No, I'm telling the truth." Albert assured without blinking.

"Superior liars can also use the truth to deceive people." Isobel almost said that Albert was a liar, especially in some aspects, he likes to deceive people.

"I've never lied to you!" Albert almost took out his heart and showed it to Isobel.

"Someone told me you were messing around with flowers."

"Who is it!"

"A guy who wants to find three or two girlfriends, now there are more than that."

"How can you be so innocent." Albert said, pretending to be angry, "and, I have never provoke Katrina."

Although that's the dream of most men, Albert is self-aware, and it's more realistic to pick a tree than a forest.

At this time, an owl fell in front of them, breaking the atmosphere created by the two.

Albert took the note and read the contents.

Hagrid invited him to tea, apparently to thank Albert for his help.

"Are we going together?"

"No." Isobel shook his head and said, "I think there must be something to say between you, see you later that night!"

"Next semester, you are about to graduate from school." Albert suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

"Maybe, I should buy a house in Hogsmeade."

"Do you have a lot of Galleons?"

"Don't forget, I'm a fortune teller, I can easily make a lot of money by making a simple prophecy." Albert added: "Of course, we can find the right vanishing cabinet, and we can often spend time in Hogsmeade. Once we meet in the village, you don't have to worry about me being taken away by others."

Isobel couldn't help rolling his eyes and asked, "Will you be taken away by others?"

"Won't."

"Then why should I worry."

It makes sense, Albert found himself unable to refute, but he knew that Isobel would agree.

After being separated from Isobel, Albert went to Hagrid's cabin alone.

"Didn't your girlfriend come with you?" Hagrid asked in surprise when he found that Albert was alone.

"Did you see it?" Albert asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"You are much better than Harry's father when it comes to chasing girlfriends." Hagrid said with emotion, "He spent a lot of time chasing Lily."

"What kind of person is he," Albert asked. "I mean Harry's father."

"He was smart and liked getting into trouble, but James was a good guy," recalled Hagrid. "And Lily was a good guy too."

"It looks like you met an acquaintance in Azkaban Prison?" Of course Albert knew who Hagrid had met in Azkaban, and asked back, "How is that place?"

"Very bad, very bad, thank you for letting me get out of that hellish place so early, I don't want to see those Azkaban guards again." Speaking of Azkaban, Hagrid couldn't help it. She shivered, as if recalling something bad.

"No, trust me, you'll see them again soon." Albert thought for a while and said.

"It's not good news," Hagrid grumbled. "What did you predict?"

"I didn't predict anything." Albert said calmly: "However, since Harry Potter came to Hogwarts school, the school has not been peaceful, and I have no doubts that something will happen next term. "

"It's better that nothing happens."

Hagrid poured Albert a cup of tea and said gratefully, "I heard Dumbledore say that you uncovered all the secrets, and you were attacked by a basilisk."

"Harry avenged me." Albert glanced at the Daily Prophet on the table and asked, "Are you looking for an article from the Ministry of Magic to help you clarify?"

"Yeah, I've been looking for it all morning, and it's in the corner of the third edition," Hagrid grumbled. "Honestly, the Ministry of Magic has no sincerity in doing this."

"It's normal Hagrid." Albert took a sip of his tea and sneered: "Do you still expect the Minister of Magic to apologize to you? Even if Fudge made a mistake, he couldn't have done that before the public anger. , otherwise it would undermine his authority."

"You hate Fudge," Hagrid asked cautiously.

"No, it should be said that I hate all politicians." Albert said without hesitation, "As for Fudge, with that guy's character, it is estimated that he will be ousted in the end."

Hagrid just smiled reluctantly. He could see that Albert didn't like Fudge very much, so he changed the subject, "By the way, Dumbledore has agreed that I will take over from Professor Ketelber as the professor of Conservation of Magical Creatures. already."

"I don't recommend that you use that "Monster Book of Monsters" as a textbook. Believe me, many students won't like that thing."

"why."

"Because that book will bite." Albert reminded: "No one wants to be bitten while reading a book, and we are not as rough-skinned as you."

Hagrid was a little disappointed, obviously not what he expected.

"Hagrid, there are some things you need to remember." Albert reminded Hagrid, "The students are not you, and your enthusiasm for this class is far less than yours. Most magical animals are too dangerous for them. You'd better not get them into class, or you're bound to get into trouble."

Albert glanced at the task panel and was satisfied with the task that was triggered again.