The Alchemist of Harry Potter

As eleven o'clock approached, Hogwarts teachers and students headed to the Quidditch pitch to watch the game between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

Albert and Lee Jordan followed the crowd to the Quidditch pitch. Although they were carrying binoculars, the two chose to go to the top grandstand, where they could get a better view of the game.

However, there are many people who have this idea. Albert met a few acquaintances in the stands. After greeting everyone with a smile, he joined the discussion about the possibility of the Gryffindor team winning the Quidditch Cup.

In fact, most Gryffindor students still have a sense of honor in the house, and they also want to see their house break Slytherin House's monopoly on the House Cup and Quidditch trophy.

This time is undoubtedly the best chance.

By winning this match, the Gryffindor team can win the Quidditch trophy with a clean sweep. Moreover, the points of Gryffindor House can surpass the points of Slytherin House in one breath and take the first place.

The actual situation is always different from what everyone guessed. The strength of the Ravenclaw team is still very strong, and they can temporarily lead the Gryffindor team by a slight score advantage after the start of the game.

Of course, this situation is only temporary.

Charlie's pursuit of the Quidditch trophy was almost obsessive. His devilish training on the players was not in vain. The Gryffindor team also began to show their muscles, and soon they leveled the score and surpassed them.

However, Ravenclaw's performance was more impressive than everyone thought, only to give Gryffindor a ten minute lead before regaining the previous advantage.

The scores of the two teams were chasing each other, and no one wanted to give in. The game eventually turned into a tug of war.

Watching the fierce confrontation on the field, the cheers from the audience continued, and even Albert could feel the unique charm of the Quidditch game.

Although Albert's own perception of Quidditch was only average, it did not prevent him from being infected by the tense atmosphere of the scene.

"The game is very exciting. The current score between the two sides is 100:110, and Ravenclaw is currently leading temporarily." Since the commentator is a student of Ravenclaw, when the Ravenclaw team is temporarily leading, the words are all revealing. An air of pride.

"At present, whoever catches the Snitch first will win the final victory." Find the Snitch.

"

A high-intensity, high-intensity game means that the players' physical strength is rapidly exhausted. Now is the halftime break, and Charlie obviously wants to take the opportunity to adjust the formation and tactics.

"Cough, my throat hurts a little." Lee Jordan turned his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you bring water here?"

"There is no water, but there are candies, do you want it?" Albert looked at his roommate in a speechless manner, and the other party was still hoarse.

"No, it's more uncomfortable to eat candy." Lee Jordan shook his head and refused.

"I think so too," muttered Albert, peeling off the candy wrapper and throwing the chocolate candy into his mouth, "You won't have a sore throat if you stop yelling."

"What do you mean by yelling at your throat? I'm cheering for the team." Lee Jordan looked at Albert in shock, "How unmoved are you in such a beautiful game?"

"I'm just not as excited as you." Albert sighed lightly. He also knew that some people like to shout out when watching a football game. It would feel more atmosphere to give way, but Albert obviously didn't have that habit. At most, when Gryffindor scores a goal, applaud with everyone.

Lee Jordan: "..."

Sounds like it makes sense, it makes sense!

When watching the game, the most important thing is to shout cheer for the side you support.

"The game was really exciting."

Albert noticed that Lee Jordan seemed to want to say something, and changed the subject, "If Fred and George knew that they had missed a great game, they would probably jump out of confinement and run over to watch the game. Bar."

"The two of them are probably going to be mad." Li Jordan also felt that his roommate was a little pitiful. This game was really exciting, and it really deserved to be a competition for the final championship.

Whether it's fighting for the ghost ball, controlling the Bludgers, or even chasing the Snitch, both sides are very good at using some unexpected tactics.

"It won't start here for a while. If you're thirsty, go back to the castle to drink water and come back." Albert was looking around the stadium through his glasses, and the most irritable audience was the Slytherin audience.

Most Slytherin students hope that Gryffindor will lose the game. Only if Gryffindor loses this game can Slytherin be able to beat the Gryffindor team in total points and win this Quidditch game. the champion.

For Slytherin Academy, which has occupied the Quidditch trophy for too long, it has regarded the Academy Cup and the Quidditch trophy as the best of the best, and is simply unwilling to share it with other academies.

"You said, those Slytherin students who don't know what to say, are they cursing us, hoping that we will lose this game?" Albert looked at the Slytherin players and suddenly felt a little funny.

"Slytherin? Curse? Where? Let me see." Lee Jordan moved the telescope and saw the Slytherin students who were whispering to each other, and couldn't help laughing, "This year's Quidditch champion belongs to Gryffindor, right?"

"Well, victory belongs to Gryffindor."

"That's good, is this wave stable?"

"What's stable?" Angelina, who was sitting on top of them, asked curiously.

"Gryffindor will win!" Lee Jordan was full of confidence in Albert, "This guy's mouth is open, what he says, what he hits, he wants to say that Gryffindor will win, and 80% will really win. ."

Albert: "..." Classmates, you have to believe in Ke... ahem, you have to believe in magic.

Everyone in the stands stared at Albert, wondering why Lee Jordan thought so, and whether Albert's words could really...

"I said... You don't have to look at me like this." Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes and laughed at himself: "If talking nonsense is really useful, what should I do so hard? Just say it directly, I When you graduate from school, you can have twelve .L. certificates and seven .. certificates, all of which are excellent."

Everyone looked at each other, but Albert continued, "Then, um, get two or three girlfriends, publish two or three books, take two or three championship trophies. After graduation, you can make a lot of money without working, and finally Live a happy life."

Albert's remarks made others laugh out loud, and someone asked, "What are you doing, making a wish?"

"Well, it's just making a wish. Didn't Lee Jordan say that what I said was accurate?" Albert said solemnly, "Then of course I'm giving myself a wave of milk now. You won't earn it."

Everyone was speechless, and suddenly felt that Albert's thinking was very clear, and he couldn't say that his thinking was wrong, no, it should be quite correct.

"By the way, you actually want to get twelve .L. certificates and seven .. certificates?" Shanna felt that Albert's ambitions were very big, "Also, do you plan to get all of them excellent?"

Actually, Shanna feels that it is not too difficult to obtain twelve .L. certificates and seven .. certificates with Albert's talent and talent, but is it a bit too much to want to be excellent in all of them?

"You still plan to publish three books?" Arya looked up and down Albert. "Or before graduation? By the way, what books are you planning to publish?"

"Don't you think it's more excessive to get three championship trophies?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain.

"I think it's more likely, when he joins the Gryffindor team next year, maybe he can really help Gryffindor win the Quidditch trophy."

"Cough cough, I'll just say those words casually, you actually take them seriously?" Albert was speechless for a while. In fact, he couldn't help but complain, lest Lee Jordan always say that his words were accurate.

If it is so accurate, give yourself a wave of milk directly, saying that you will win the first-class lottery.

At that time, he became a fortune overnight, and he worked so hard to get involved in finance.

"What's the matter? Katrina." Albert smiled and greeted the red-haired girl who was looking at him with contempt.

"I found out that you are really greedy, so don't tell me if your girlfriend wants to have three?" Katrina looked Albert up and down, "You still want to make a lot of money without working?"

Albert didn't pay much attention to Katrina's words, and said in a joking tone: "It's not good for you to come here, are you going to join the enemy?"

"Someone wants to see you." Katrina said suddenly.

"Who?"

"Mr. Smith, he is a friend of Professor Broad and a friend of my father's during his lifetime. He probably heard about you and wants to meet you?" Katrina said her intentions.

"Smith?" Albert frowned slightly.

"He's at the exit on the east side of the court, come with me." Katrina turned and left, as Albert said, it's really not good for her to stay here.

"Oh!" Albert responded. Whenever I hear the surname Smith, something unpleasant comes to mind.

Leaving the stand, Albert walked towards the exit, he noticed two people standing there, one was Albert's old acquaintance Isobel McDougall, and the other should be Mr. Smith.

"Hello, Mr. Anderson." Mr. Smith walked forward with a smile on his face and took the initiative to greet Albert, "I'm Rowena, Rowena Smith. You may not have heard my name, but I often I heard about you from Mog and Bard, and have been wanting to meet you, the youngest Runemaster ever."

"Master Rune?"

The expression on Albert's face was a little stiff, but he still managed to squeeze out a polite smile and reminded, "I never consider myself to be a rune master, I just know a little about ancient rune."

"Humility is not a bad thing, but excessive modesty can make you feel hypocritical," Smith reminded with a smile.

These words just touched the hearts of the two girls, yes, this is a hypocritical guy.

"It's hypocritical, right?" Albert didn't get angry, he turned his head and asked, "Have you ever seen anyone call a twelve-year-old child Master Rune?"

"Haha, Mr. Anderson is really an interesting person, yes, as you said, no one would call a twelve-year-old a Rune Master." Rowena looked at Albert with interest, "I think We will have a lot of topics in common, let’s chat as we walk.”

What is this guy trying to do? Albert was a little puzzled, but there was no doubt that Rowena Smith was an expert.

It is normal for an expert's friend to be an expert.

"Don't the so-called experts and masters like to flatter each other when they meet?" Isobel's mouth twitched.

The two of them didn't know what Isobel was thinking. They were chatting while walking, and they found that there were quite a few topics that the two sides could talk about together.

To Smith's surprise, Albert would be sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat?

"Gryffindor is not only reckless." Albert didn't care at all and reminded, "Isn't Dumbledore also assigned to Gryffindor?"

"That's right." Smith didn't dwell on this issue too much. The topic he chatted with Albert gradually involved other fields.

Albert was surprised by the scope of Smith's coverage, but he didn't know that Smith was even more surprised that Albert actually had his own unique insights in various fields.

You know, Albert hasn't read his first year at Hogwarts yet, and Smith really doesn't know what to use to describe this one besides genius.

The situation of this Quidditch match was actually told by Albert, and the tug-of-war between the two sides continued, and it seemed very likely that it would be dragged into the evening.

"Why does Uncle Rowena want to see that guy?" Katrina was puzzled. She thought Smith was here for the documents left by her father, but that didn't seem to be the case.

"I don't know, don't worry about them, let's go back to the stands and continue watching the game." Isobel glanced at the backs of the two of them, and took his sister away.

To be honest, the conversation between Albert and Smith was not very friendly to most people.

In the eyes of Sister McDougall, as soon as the two guys met, they started chattering, causing headaches for the two who couldn't understand.

The game continued until eight o'clock in the evening, and finally a tired-looking Charlie managed to catch the Snitch.

No one thought that Albert's prophecy really came true. At that time, what he said:

Maybe, after your confinement is over, the game isn't over yet.

Victory belongs to Gryffindor.

In fact, these two sentences really come true.

Fred and George's confinement only lasted until seven o'clock in the evening. They didn't even eat dinner, so they hurried over to watch the game, which happened to be the end.

"It was a great game," Smith said to Albert with a smile. "Congratulations."

"thanks."

"I'm leaving first." Smith turned back before leaving, "We'll meet again soon, and I'm looking forward to hearing from you."

"Will do."

Albert looked at the back of Smith's departure, and then turned his eyes to the center of the court. The members of the Gryffindor team hugged each other. Charlie took the trophy and held it high, announcing to everyone that Gryffindor won the tournament. Quidditch trophy.

Albert saw the relieved Professor McGonagall, the disappointed Ravenclaw students, and even the gloomy Slytherin students.

He took a step and walked towards the field.

Outside the stadium, Smith was walking on the lawn, and a figure appeared beside him without warning, it was Dumbledore.

"How?" Dumbledore laughed.

"A great Quidditch match." Smith did not stingy his praise, "I agree with that."

"That's very nice," said Dumbledore cheerfully. "Would you like to join us for dinner in the Great Hall?"

"No, I don't think I need to be in a hurry, I should go back." Smith said goodbye to Dumbledore and walked towards Hogsmeade.