The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The three quickly moved through the secret passage, and it took a while to reach the eighth floor.

After listening to Albert's remarks, Fred gasped slightly and felt incredible, "So, Professor Broad didn't help Filch catch you."

"Albert is an excellent student in the eyes of the professors." George teased, and then opened his mouth in surprise, because there was actually a door on the wall opposite the tapestry where the troll stick beat Barnabas.

"Sure enough..." Albert whispered softly.

"Sure enough?" Fred asked curiously.

"It's nothing, go in!" Albert pushed open the door and walked into the room of responsiveness first.

"I didn't expect it to be true." Fred and George looked at each other and walked in behind Albert. Their mouths were big, and what caught their eyes was a very beautifully arranged man they had never seen before. room, which contains...

The excited expressions on the faces of the two could not help but froze, and they looked at the various exquisite and luxurious potty placed in front of them in amazement.

Albert looked at the stunned expression on the Weasley brothers' faces, and blinked mischievously: "How is it, are you surprised?"

"Didn't you stumble upon it when you ran here with your bladder so full?" Fred couldn't help asking.

"How is it possible, am I that stupid?" Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Is this really the broom closet we found earlier?" George looked at the luxurious potty here curiously, and suddenly had an idea and asked, "So, are you in a hurry?"

The three of them couldn't help laughing, and each chose a style they liked.

"However, we really have to hide here, it feels a bit strange." Fred scratched his head. After all, no one likes to hide in a pile of potties.

"It's nothing, just go out and change another room." Albert said casually.

"This is not within the range of the Marauder's Map. Maybe the prongs, the moon face, the wormtail, and the Bigfoot haven't discovered the secrets here." George looked at the Marauder's map in his hand and said.

"Prongs, moon faces, wormtails, big feet?" Albert asked, pretending to be puzzled.

"Maker of the Marauder's Map.

' Fred explained.

"Oh, they." Albert nodded. "Maybe I didn't find it. After all, few people know the secret of the Room of Requirement."

"No problem, Filch is still on the fifth floor," George said after checking the Marauder's map.

After the three left the Room of Requirement, Fred asked, "What's going to change."

"A place to rest." Albert suggested.

"I'm here this time."

"I also want."

The twins put their hands on each other's shoulders, tried again, and the door opened, this time in a cozy room with a roaring fire.

"Awesome." Fred patted the armchair. "By the way, you haven't said how you found this place."

"I want to know too." George agreed.

"This is the result of my analysis from you. Did you pass by here many times at that time, and you still wanted to find a place to hide?" Albert moved out his prepared remarks, in fact, to some extent Speaking of which, what he said was true.

"That's right."

"So, I took the time to try, passed by here many times, and then wanted a place to hide," Albert explained.

"What happened?" George asked.

"Of course it failed. I tried many times before I finally opened the door, and after I had a general sense of classification, I figured out the correct way to open it." Albert began to exaggerate the difficulty he found here. In fact, he succeeded on the first try.

"Later, I tested and turned this place into another room. After trying many times, I found the correct way to use it." Albert blinked, "So, later I called this place the Room of Requirement. Because of this The room will be changed into all kinds of rooms you need according to your needs.

"So, you found this place through these clues?"

"Yes, I found this place through the clues you provided. Am I very good?" Albert nodded and said, "If you want to praise me, praise me!"

"You..." The twins swallowed what they were about to say, but they still admired each other very much. I didn't expect Albert to find such a place just by relying on this clue.

"When we make garlic crosses, we can do it here." George suddenly said, this way, we don't need to worry about making the dormitory full of garlic.

"You haven't given up yet?" Albert thought they had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect to mention it at this time.

"Why give up, we already have enough garlic." Fred nodded, "This is the first alchemy item we made."

Albert couldn't help wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. He didn't know if he wanted to tell them, it wasn't really an alchemy tool.

But... he was really embarrassed to open his mouth and shattered the bad dreams of the teenagers.

After all, the two are the men who will become the king of jokes in the future.

The three rested for a long time in the Room of Requirement, waiting for Filch and Professor Broad to give up their hunt for them. Compared to Filch who was searching for them, the twins, sitting by the fireplace, were fighting Albert.

There were two games of wizard chess in front of their table, and Albert easily dealt with the two with a one-vs-two.

"Fred, work harder, you still have a chance to turn defeat into victory." George encouraged loudly.

"How can you add. In other words, you actually lost earlier than me." Fred looked at his brother who was sitting beside him talking sarcastically, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, he knew that he was about to lose.

"Cough cough." George coughed dryly and quickly changed the subject, "Felch seems to have gone back to rest, let's go to the library."

"That's a good idea, let's go." Fred stood up immediately, ready to throw the game away.

"Uh, okay." Albert didn't pierce the other party's mind, just moved the queen to kill Fred's king.

"You lost too." George patted Fred on the shoulder gloatingly, "You are much better than our incompetent brother."

"Brother?" Albert asked suspiciously, "The hapless bastard whose tongue was burned through candy."

"Cough, it was just an accident." George coughed dryly and walked out of the Room of Requirement quickly.

The three walked towards the school library.

The library at Hogwarts would be closed at eight o'clock in the evening. To the surprise of the three, the door of the library was not locked.

Albert opened the door and walked in first. The hall was dark and eerie.

Albert raised his wand, looked around with the light of his wand, and walked towards the forbidden area at the back of the library.

After stepping over the rope that isolates the forbidden area, the surrounding atmosphere became even more gloomy.

Albert raised his wand and read the title of the book with the help of the pale light.

"Help me find the Book of Spells. Also, don't open those books, and don't take them off the shelf. No one knows if these books have been cursed." Albert warned: "Remember Stay, don't open the book, it may cause us a lot of trouble."

"Got it." The twins looked at each other, but nodded anyway.

It is undoubtedly a waste of time to find the books you need in the book sea. Albert spent a long time and couldn't find what he needed.

The books in the forbidden area all looked worn out, and Albert wondered if there were many orphans stored here.

"Albert!" Fred's voice was very low, "I heard whispers from some of the books over there."

"Whisper?" Albert frowned, listening to the twins say this, unwittingly thinking that Voldemort's Horcrux was hidden in the forbidden area.

The three of them gathered together and pointed their wands at the peeling, faded bronzing letters, feeling the hairs on the back of their necks stand up, and they could all hear whispers from the books.

"This is a forbidden area. It's not surprising that there is such a book. Don't open it." Albert warned, "It must be a book about the black magic of the recorder."

"Do you think there is powerful black magic recorded here?" The twins looked at the book with a bit of awe.

"Maybe, I don't know." Albert urged. "But I can be sure that if you open it now at this time, you will definitely be unlucky."

"You're right." Fred gave up the idea of ​​dying, worried that there was some bad black magic in the book, after all, some bad things would happen after reading some books.

The Toadstool Tales and The Wizard's Sonnets are the best examples. The former will make people nauseous and vomit, and the latter will make people only use five-line limericks to talk for a lifetime.

"Help me find the Book of Spells, the spells in it are more suitable for us to learn now." Albert reminded again.

Fred and George both nodded and agreed to help. They also wanted to learn some curses, and the powerful curses in the Book of Spells were obviously suitable for them to practice.

"Finding them separately will be more efficient. As long as you don't touch the books casually, you will be fine." Albert reminded, and continued to search for the books he needed.

There are a lot of books stored in the forbidden area. When Albert passed through an area, he vaguely heard someone talking in a low voice.

Albert immediately held his breath and listened carefully. He could vaguely hear that the source of the sound was a nearby bookshelf, but not the books in the bookshelves in front of him, but other places.

There seems to be something here, but it's hidden by magic.

"It's so weird..." Albert muttered, he didn't try to uncover the secret, but continued to search for the books he needed, that's what he came here for.

It took about an hour or even longer, and the three basically walked around the forbidden book area before finally finding the books they needed.

"I knew the books here are not so easy to take away." Fred pointed to the chains on the books and said, "What should I do? The Alaho Caves can't be opened, and these chains must be enchanted."

"Aren't you going to break the chain forcefully?" Neither George nor Fred wanted Albert to do that, and he was worried that doing so might lead to bad consequences.

"Of course I wouldn't do that stupid thing, I expected the anti-Araho hole-opening spell on it." Albert took out a pocket knife.

This knife was an item he bought at Christmas. What Albert wanted was not this knife, but some universal accessories on the knife. One of them is a tool for unlocking. He had practiced at home, and it wasn't too difficult to open such an old lock.

"What are you going to do." Neither of them understood why Albert suddenly took out a knife.

"Use Muggle tricks."

"Muggle tricks?" Both were curious about what Albert was going to do.

"You all keep your eyes open for me." Albert began to fiddle with the lock on the book.

After a while, the lock on the book was opened with a light click.

"How on earth did you do it." The twins looked at Albert in surprise.

"As I said, this is a Muggle lock-picking trick." Albert shook the knife in his hand and said, "Most wizards ignore some of the Muggle's little tricks, although they are not as fast as lock-picking spells, and their speed is also slower. A little bit, but they tend to ignore it, leaving me with a loophole to drill through.”

Although Hogwarts casts spells on these locks, and may even set off an alarm if the chains are forcibly broken, he believes that using the key to open the lock will never have any side effects, because that is the correct way to open.

Although Albert didn't have a key, there was apparently nothing wrong with using Muggle lock-picking tricks.

"Next time you have a chance, you must teach us this technique." The twins' eyes twinkled, and he found the way Albert used very useful.

Most wizards always look down on Muggles because they don't know magic, which leaves Albert with a loophole to exploit, which even Hogwarts obviously ignores.

"This kind of lock-picking trick is easy to learn. If I have a chance, I will teach you." Albert said casually. Whether the twins can learn, he doesn't know.

By the time they left the library, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and the three of them were holding the spoils of the night, the original Book of Spells, Book of Potions and Potions.

After confirming again and again that no one was there, the three quietly left the crime scene and returned to the Gryffindor common room, avoiding a ghost wizard with a cane on the way.

When he returned to the dormitory, Lee Jordan was already awake and looked at the three people who had just returned from the night swim with dissatisfaction.

"You should have woken me up," Lee Jordan complained.

"Who made you sleep like a pig," Fred boasted to Lee Jordan, holding up the day's trophy. "We got it from the library."

"Let me see what books are there." Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"See for yourself, don't break it, let's sleep for a while." Fred covered his yawn and began to take off his clothes, preparing to go back to sleep. He had never slept like Albert before. , After the excitement of the night tour, I want to sleep now.

"Good night."

"Good night"

"It's three bastards." Looking at the three of them lying back on the bed, Lee Jordan cursed in a low voice, and returned his gaze to the three brick books they brought back.

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