The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Harry Potter Alchemist Chapter 144 Easter Eggs Easter holiday, some Hogwarts students will choose to go back to spend the holiday with their families.

Albert did not come home.

After all, the end of the semester is almost here, and the summer vacation is almost here.

Also, not many students are coming home for the Easter break, which has to do with the heavy holiday homework that professors give students before the break.

Whether I go home or not, I have to do a lot of vacation homework, and I can't borrow books from the school library when I get home.

Although the vast majority of vacation homework is probably just prepared by professors so that students can prepare well for the exam.

Disappointed that Albert didn't come home for the holidays, Daisy sent him some Easter eggs anyway.

On Easter Day, Shera brought the Easter eggs to Albert, and a photo was included in the package.

Albert picked up the photo and grinned.

Tom in the photo is squatting in a basket with Easter eggs incubating.

I don't know why, but Albert always found this scene very happy.

By the way, Tom seems to be getting fat again.

Is it an illusion?

Shera, who was left out in the cold, called out to Albert in dissatisfaction.

"Sorry." Albert immediately took out the owl nut from the pocket of the robe and fed it to Shera, while he unpacked the Easter egg, broke the chocolate shell, and took a piece and put it in his mouth.

As usual at Easter, Daisy will buy Easter eggs at a familiar candy store with chocolate shells and chocolate-flavored toffee that Albert loves to eat.

"Do you want a toffee?" Albert handed half an Easter egg with a toffee to his roommate.

"You try my Easter eggs, too." Lee Jordan has used his fingernails to pry open the ostrich-sized Easter eggs, which are stuffed with fudge.

"It's actually a fudge." Albert picked up a piece of fudge and threw it into his mouth, sighing involuntarily.

"Otherwise, what do you think it will be?" Li Jordan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Albert.

"Bibi Daweidou," the twins said in unison.

"Damn it, who would compete with Duowei Beans in an Easter egg?" Li Jordan couldn't help but complain, "Do you want to eat fudge?"

"Of course." Fred muttered after eating a fudge, then pinching a chocolate toffee and throwing it into his mouth, "George, do you think Mommy will remember to send us Easter eggs?"

"Perhaps, she forgot," said George. "It's too busy after all."

"Mother never forgets your Easter eggs." Percy came over and handed the Easter eggs to Fred and George, then turned to Albert and said, "Professor Brod asked me to remind you , go to him at six o'clock in the evening, don't remember the time wrong."

"Six o'clock at night," Lee Jordan repeated confusedly.

"It's an invitation." Albert explained casually, "Professor Broad invited me to go. Actually, I don't know what the professor invited me to do. I think it might be afternoon tea."

"Have you ever seen anyone drinking afternoon tea at six o'clock in the evening?" George couldn't help rolling his eyes. "There is a limit to what I can say."

"By the way, you didn't tell us about it." Fred's eyes widened, looking at Albert with disbelief, "I bet it must be a party or a banquet."

"I'm often invited to the office for tea by Professor Broad, and at most one more refreshment."

"Why does it always feel weird to hear you say that." Li Jordan muttered.

"When I come back, I'll tell you whether it's a banquet or a tea party." Albert was not entangled in this matter.

Of course he knew what he was being invited to.

so-called academic gatherings.

"By the way, this is a Bludger, right?" Li Jordan pointed to the Bludger-like egg in Fred's hand.

"Aren't you going to open it to see what's inside?" Albert reminded.

"Charlie must have told the family that we were going to be hitters." George opened the outer egg, which smelled of milk.

The pair's Bludger eggs are filled with milk-flavored toffee, apparently homemade by Mrs Weasley.

"Do you want to try it?" Fred threw one in his mouth, chewed the toffee slowly, and mumbled inarticulately, "It tastes good."

Albert and Li Jordan both took one from the pile of toffees and threw them into their mouths. After chewing, they were filled with a strong milk fragrance.

The taste is not bad, but you can't eat too much toffee.

"Look over there" George exclaimed, "what's wrong with Shanna?"

Albert raised his head and saw Shanna who was being violently beaten on the head by the textbook, school bag and ink bottle. He picked up the wand and waved it lightly to release Mrs. Pince's spell.

"Are you okay?" Albert had already guessed what was going on.

"Just in the library" Shanna said breathlessly. "I forgot, you can't eat in the library."

Sure enough, Mrs. Pince was kicked out.

"Thank you, Albert." For a moment, Shanna finally recovered her strength, "It's really boring, do you want some fudge?"

Shanna's Easter eggs are filled with various flavors of fudge, and she just ate fudge in the library before being kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince.

The Easter egg is very large, and there are obvious commercial labels on it. Like Albert, it was bought in a candy store.

Albert ate a piece of fudge, a strawberry filling.

"It's fine as long as Mrs. Pince doesn't see it." Albert winked at Shanna, "I often eat hard candy in the library."

"That's a good idea." Shanna giggled.

"Oops, don't peck." Albert felt pain in his elbow and immediately retracted his hand.

"What's wrong with your owl?" Shanna looked at Sheila suspiciously.

"It's urging me to write back," muttered Albert, who took a quill from his bag and started writing to the family, not forgetting to tell Nia not to feed Tom too fat.

Looking at the flying owl, Albert focused his attention on the review again.

Recently, I have been concentrating on ancient runes, and I always feel that I am a little slack in other subjects. Mr. Fusco's letter has not been answered yet.

"What are you thinking?" Shanna raised her eyebrows and asked, a little dissatisfied that this guy Albert was distracted when talking to him.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about how much homework I haven't done." Albert said casually.

"You are the least qualified to say that." Fred said resentfully.

"Let's go first, we have something to do later." George pulled Fred away.

"Recently, Fred and George are always mysterious and don't know what they are doing." Albert looked back and continued to discuss homework with Shanna.

The professors have mentioned that the questions are very important and that the exam is required. Li Jordan has always been interested, which can make his review a lot easier.

"It's almost time, I'll go first."

Albert took out his pocket watch, glanced at the pointer on it, got up and said to the people around him.

"Where is he going?" Shanna asked in confusion, looking at Albert's distant back, "It's going to be dinner later."

"Professor Brod sent him an invitation letter." Li Jordan sorted out the class notes and explained casually, "Invite Albert to dinner."

"Professor Broad"

"Don't you know?" Li Jordan was a little envious of Albert's treatment and whispered, "Albert is Professor Broad's most proud student, not one of them."

"I thought it was Professor McGonagall," Shanna said in surprise.

"Some time ago, Albert ran to Professor Broad's office every week." Lee Jordan began to reveal some trivial things about Albert to Shanna.

"Who saw Fred and George?" Angelina sat in the seat vacated by Albert, interrupting the communication between the two.

"You said Fred and George"

Albert didn't know what Li Jordan said to the others. After returning to the dormitory and putting down his schoolbag, Albert tidied up his appearance in the mirror and went to Professor Broad's office alone.

Professor Broad seemed to be waiting for himself, and when Albert knocked on the door, the wooden door of the office quickly opened.

"You are always so punctual." Professor Broad said to Albert with a faint smile on his face, "Okay, we should go, don't make others wait too long."

"Where are we going?" Albert asked.

"McDoug's house." Professor Broad reached out and picked up a small box from the fireplace, handed it to Albert, and gestured for him.

"This is" Albert looked at the shiny powder in the small box, and immediately guessed what it was.

"Floo powder. Oh, I almost forgot, you haven't used Floo powder, right?" Professor Broad suddenly remembered this, and then opened his mouth to introduce, "The use of Floo powder is very simple, first you have to go to the stove. Then throw the powder into the flames, wait for the flames to rise, and then go into the flames. At this time, you must make it clear where you want to go. The place we are going is called the Hut in the Lake."

Albert picked up a pinch of sparkling powder from the small box, walked over to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With a whistle, the fire turned green and rose higher than Albert.

Albert hesitated for a while, but still raised his foot and stepped into the fire, shouting "hut in the lake".

In the blink of an eye, Albert was swallowed by the flames and disappeared.

Floo's trip was also unpleasant, Albert felt his body spinning rapidly, his eyes narrowed, a series of furnace doors flashed vaguely in front of him, and he could vaguely glimpse the room beyond the fireplace.

The swirling green flames made Albert feel dizzy, and there was a whistling wind in his ears, and he felt that he was moving at a high speed.

Blinking his eyes, the rotation stopped, the whistling sound also disappeared, and Albert felt himself falling on the icy ground.

"It's choking."

Albert fell to the floor in embarrassment, and someone seemed to help him up from the ground next to him.

"Welcome, Mr. Anderson."

A sharp voice sounded in Albert's ear, and Albert, who had just stood up to dust off the ashes from the cloak, was stunned, and looked in the direction of the voice, it was a house elf.

A few seconds later, Professor Broad also crawled out of the fire and stood on the carpet in the hall to dust off the ashes from his robes.

"Two gentlemen, please come this way, the dinner is ready," said the house-elf sharply.

"Banquet" Albert looked suspiciously at Professor Broad.

"It's a dinner party, of course. Come on, don't make everyone wait too long."

This house is big, not small at all, and it is a bit ridiculous to describe it as a cottage in the lake.

Led by the house-elves, they left the hall, walked through corridors and stairs, and came to a sunroom with carpeted walls and transparent walls.

The banquet was held in this spacious room. There were already three people in the room. Except for McDougall, the other two looked a little old.

Among them, the older one may be over a hundred years old, the other at least eighty years old, and they are all looking at Albert with curious eyes.

No malice, just curious and friendly.

"Albert Anderson, the genius I introduced to you, is good at ancient runes." McDoug pointed to Albert and introduced to the other two, "Of course, there is also Transfiguration, I was transformed today a while ago. After reading Albert's article, Professor Broad said that Albert's level in Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms was also very high."

"I'm Albert, it's nice to meet you all." Albert looked a little restrained and nodded slightly towards several people.

"Tiberus Ogden, an expert in spells and spells." McDougall pointed to the older man and introduced to Albert, "The magic theory you are using now is actually Tiberius. a credit."

The old man reached out and shook Albert lightly.

"Gerber Smith." McDoug pointed to the eighty-year-old man and said, "He is good at deformation, divination and ancient runes, and he is also an expert in alchemy."

After Albert shook hands with this Mr. Smith, he felt a little inconsistent.

But he couldn't tell where there was a breach.

The banquet was very rich, but the food was relatively bland. The five people chatted while eating, and they used ancient rune.

As McDoug said, everyone is an expert in ancient runes, and they belong to the very powerful ones. When McDoug wrote that ancient rune, he also got their help.

Smith and Ogden were equally astonished that Albert was able to use the ancient rune so adeptly.

Sure enough, seeing is better than seeing.

Albert was well fed, and they sat in the soft armchairs and talked about the ancient runes.

Honestly, it feels really weird for a young kid to talk about academic theories in a group of old people.

But you have to admit that they are a group of very capable people, and they are also very knowledgeable in Rune, and it is also tricky to use ancient Rune to speak.

If uninformed people came here, they would have thought that they had accidentally traveled to a thousand years ago.

The friendly conversation continued into the night.

Albert also expressed his interest in alchemy to Gerbersmith and asked about the use of ancient rune.

Gerber looked at Albert's wooden bracelet and said with a smile, "There's actually nothing wrong with the protective bracelet you made. The reason for the failure is that you haven't been able to inject power into the rune script."

Albert was a little confused.

"The rune is a kind of mysterious script, it contains mysterious magical power, however, what you are doing now, just carving it, doesn't make the rune script have power." Gerbersmith explained, "Concentration , inject your magical power into the runes you carved, which is why the runes are called magical words."

When wizards cast spells in this magical script, the spells used become more powerful, and only those skilled in ancient rune would truly realize this.

Perhaps, some wizards are vaguely aware of something, but they don't understand what is going on. They are just skilled in using ancient runes and unknowingly mastering the method of using it.

So, wizards think that the ancient magic is stronger, although that is true.

Unfortunately, the old man's energy is limited, and the conversation between the two sides ends here.

However, Gerber Smith and Tiberius Ogden indicated that they could establish friendly relations with Albert through letters in the future.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the banquet was announced, and Albert returned to school through Floo powder.

Albert, who had just stood up from the chair, realized something was wrong.

He looked from his side to the right. McDougall was in his forties and fifties, Professor Broad was in his sixties, Gerber Smith was in his eighties, Tiberius Ogden was in his nineties or even a hundred. how about myself

Twelve years old

One less person.

There is one less wizard in his 20s and 30s, and between himself and Mr. McDoug, maybe there should be another genius in his 20s and 30s.

That's the rule to follow.

"I think too much" Albert muttered.

Before returning to the school through the fireplace, Albert suddenly asked, "Professor Broad, is there someone less today?"

"Why do you ask that?" Professor Broad was stunned and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, I always feel that this banquet is missing a person." Albert murmured.

"There are no few people." Professor Broad repeated suspiciously, "There are not many people. I said last time that the dating of ancient rune is a bit serious, so it is not that there are few people, but the dating."

Albert always felt that Professor Broad's words had other meanings, and slowly returned to the Gryffindor common room. At this time, the common room was still very lively and did not go to sleep.

Albert clutched his yawn and returned to the dormitory directly. The other roommates had not returned.

He held the wooden bracelet in a daze, thinking about what Gerbersmith said.

It was almost half past eleven when Li Jordan returned to the dormitory and seemed to be having a good time.

"Where's Fred and George, they're not with you?" Looking at Lee Jordan who returned to the dormitory alone, Albert frowned slightly, and Hogwarts had a curfew after eleven o'clock.

"No, I haven't seen Fred and George since just now. I thought they went back to the dormitory to rest first." Li Jordan also frowned slightly.

"Fred and George are not in the common room" Albert suddenly had a bad feeling.

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