The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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For the rest of the journey, the four get together to talk about wizard cards.

Albert perfected the rules of the wizarding card game with the help of card games he had played before. Of course, this can only be regarded as the prototype of the wizard card. Fred, George and Lee Jordan listened to it with interest, and offered their opinions from time to time.

"You said that one day the wizard card became famous. How much Galleon is this notebook that originally recorded the rules of the wizard card?" Albert shook the notebook in his hand and asked the three in front of him in a joking tone. partner.

"If it were me, I would definitely not sell it." Lee Jordan said without hesitation: "This notebook will become a legend, and it will be handed down with the wizard card."

The emotions of several people have been in a high stage, and the wizard card and the prospects of this game that Albert described to them are too good. Moreover, whether it is Fred or George, or even Lee Jordan, can feel the charm contained in this game.

No way, there are too few games in the magic world.

When the Hogwarts Express started to slow down, Albert suddenly woke up and changed himself into school robes in a hurry.

Soon after, the train stopped at Hogsmeade station under the rain. It was still raining outside, and both Fred and George tried to cover themselves with cloaks. Lee Jordan took out an umbrella from the suitcase, looked at Albert suspiciously and asked, "Why don't you bring an umbrella?"

Lee Jordan feels incredible. With Albert's character, how could he forget to bring an umbrella?

"No need, I have this!" Albert chanted a spell, raised his wand and conjured an umbrella, and reminded with a smile, "You guys probably forgot, I practiced summoning for a long time last semester. The curse. Look, it comes in handy now."

"Don't squeeze over." Seeing that Fred and George were squeezed under his umbrella, Lee Jordan was speechless.

"Albert, help copy an umbrella." Fred shouted to Albert, and the three of them were too crowded under an umbrella.

"Give me your wand," Albert shouted to Fred, in the midst of so much noise.

"Don't you have a wand?" Fred was puzzled, but seeing Albert holding the wand, he understood what was going on, and handed his wand to Albert.

"Copy in pairs." Albert took Fred's wand,

After chanting a spell, knocked on Lee Jordan's umbrella and helped to replicate an umbrella.

Before returning it to the other party, Albert glanced at the wand again and muttered, "As expected, the power of the spell has weakened significantly without my help."

"What are you talking about?" Lee Jordan handed the twins a replica of the umbrella and asked them to squeeze one out of their own. The wizards behind them saw this scene with envy on their faces. After all, there were still a few people with umbrellas.

There are very few who can use the Summoning Charm to create an umbrella like Albert.

The rain was fast and violent, as if buckets of cold water kept pouring on everyone's heads, the unlucky people who didn't bring umbrellas got wet as soon as they got out of the train, and they could only bow their heads in the pouring rain. , squinting, shrinking his body, trying to resist the rain on his head.

"First graders come here!" A familiar voice remembered from not far away, Hagrid with an oil lamp beckoned to the first-year freshman who was drenched in soup.

As is customary, Hagrid would lead them on a traditional trip across the lake.

Others pushed each other along the platform.

Albert, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan deliberately fell behind the team, gleefully watching this group of unlucky bastards who were drenched in soup, and said sarcastically, George and Lee Jordan were still discussing What makes them reluctant to bring an umbrella.

Of course, Albert and the others weren't the only ones with umbrellas. The students who had umbrellas for everything were not in a hurry to follow behind the team, and they didn't want to squeeze with everyone. Anyway, the number of carriages must be enough.

A few people followed the other students through a rough and muddy road, and they were greeted by a large number of carriages, each pulled by an invisible Thestral.

The shivering students hurriedly climbed into the carriage, and the four of Albert got into one. Angelina and Arya next door were squeezing an umbrella with Shanna, who was still with Albert before getting in the car. Special chat, expressing interest in copying spells.

"If I have time, I can teach you!" Albert said to Shanna, "This spell is not too difficult, as long as you are willing to spend some time practicing."

"It's time to go," Fred reminded.

After Albert climbed into the carriage and closed the door, the carriage stumbled off, and the long carriage team proceeded along the path leading to Hogwarts Castle. The wheels ran over the stagnant water and splashed a lot of water.

Albert leaned against the window and felt the violent bumps in the car.

No one spoke, and everyone gathered by the window to look at Hogwarts in the distance.

Before long, the carriage passed through the gates of Hogwarts with its winged boar sculpture, and finally stopped under stone steps in front of the two oak gates.

The people in the carriage ahead had hurried up the stone steps and ran into the castle with the heavy rain on their heads.

Albert, Fred, George and Lee Jordan got out of the carriage with umbrellas and walked leisurely up the stone steps amid the hurried crowd.

On the way, Albert picked up a hapless man who had slipped, and the other party only said "thank you" before hurriedly running away.

"That guy is stupid," George muttered.

"How stupid?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Guess for yourself."

Albert ignored the bickering between the two and stood at the door, looking back in the direction of the Black Lake. There were vague lights on the lake moving towards the dock.

Are the freshmen still crossing the lake?

"Albert, go!" George urged.

"coming."

Albert withdrew his gaze, followed behind the crowd, walked slowly towards the entrance hall, and entered the auditorium through the two facing doors.

It is said that the auditorium of Hogwarts will be redecorated for the annual banquet of freshmen to make it look more glorious.

Albert walked into the auditorium, raised his head to look at the guest seat, and sure enough, he saw a strange figure there.

He nodded at Rowena indistinctly, and sat in the seat Lee Jordan had vacated for him, along with the nearly headless Nick, the ghost of Gryffindor who passed by. Say hello.

"Good evening." Albert retracted his gaze and greeted acquaintances of the same class with a smile.

"You tanned." Shanna looked at Albert and said, "Going to the beach for summer vacation?"

"Basque beaches in France." Albert nodded. "The food there is really good and memorable."

"It's really enviable!" Shanna said with envy on her face, "It's boring to stay at home during the summer vacation."

"It's really boring," Fred muttered. "However, it's basically like this every year, and I'm used to it."

"You can at least play Quidditch," Lee Jordan couldn't help protesting.

As soon as everyone chatted for a few words, Professor McGonagall brought the first-year students over. The voices in the auditorium began to disappear, and there was silence.

The headmaster of Gryffindor put a tattered, dirty, patched wizard hat on a three-legged stool in full view.

Then, the Sorting Hat suddenly sang the new Sorting Hat song under the astonished eyes of the freshmen.

After the singing ended, the sorting ceremony officially began.

To be honest, watching other people's sorting ceremonies is quite interesting.

Freshmen began to be sorted into various colleges.

Well, Albert never admitted that he was actually interested in Qiu Zhang's appearance.

After all, in the Harry Potter stories, Qiu Zhang is a lovely girl with an oriental appearance. However, one thing everyone has to admit is that there are differences in the aesthetics of Europeans and Asians. No, it should be said that each country's aesthetics Everyone is surprised.

Perhaps in the eyes of most Europeans, Africans and Asians are similar.

Fortunately, Albert does not have the face blindness that many Europeans have.

Qiu Zhang is in the front row. Unlike Europeans, she prefers Asian faces. Well, she is indeed a lovely girl.

However, compared with Qiu Zhang, Albert is more concerned about a boy named Zacharis Smith. Albert has no special impression of his name, but he will pay special attention to the surname Smith. .

By the way, this Smith was assigned to Hufflepuff.

Gryffindor has also welcomed several new students, Katie Bell is one of them, Albert has a little impression of this girl, she seems to be one of the three suitors of Gryffindor.

"Is that the Rowena Smith you said?" Fred looked at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor curiously and asked Albert beside him.

"Well, it's really him. It seems that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class doesn't need to worry about not being able to learn anything." While Albert was talking, Angelina opposite George was talking about the broomstick. Haven't bought a broom yet and wanted to hear from the rest of the team.

"The Nimbus 1700 is good, and this line of brooms has always been good," Wood interjected.

"What did you buy?" Angelina looked at Fred and George.

"Sweep Seven Star No. 5." The twins looked at each other and said in unison.

"Where's Albert?" Angelina asked Albert again.

"He didn't buy a broom," Freddy Albert replied.

"I suggest that you try to borrow a broom from someone on the team, and then think about what to buy." Albert said his proposal.

However, this proposal is not a good one. Most people buy Comet and Sweep Seven, but none of the Nimbus, because this series of brooms is more expensive.

"What's your budget?" Wood asked. "If it's not high, I suggest you buy the latest Sweep 6. Comet hasn't released a new broom for several years. Of course, the Comet 260 is pretty good too. The broom is just a little slower, it's up to you how you choose."

While several people were talking, the last student entered Ravenclaw. After the sorting ceremony, Professor McGonagall took the sorting hat and stool.

"Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year!" Professor Dumbledore stood up from the guest seat. He looked at all the students with a smile, and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

"This year, I am delighted to welcome a new teacher to our team, Professor Smith, who fills the vacancy in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class."

There was some applause in the auditorium.

"Okay, I think you're hungry too, let's start eating." Dumbledore raised his spoon and tapped the goblet in front of him.

The golden plates and goblets in front of everyone were suddenly filled with food and drink, and the auditorium echoed with laughter and the clash of knives and forks.

Albert was not very hungry. He chose the food he liked, and while cutting steaks, he talked to Nick about the academic issue of whether ghosts could eat.

Nick said that the ghost's banquet usually only serves rotten food, and when the ghost wants to taste the food, it will pass through the table where the food is served.

"I guess they let the food rot to make the taste stronger." Albert said to the people next to him, which caused a lot of eyes.

After the last dessert had been swept away, Dumbledore stood up again, and the buzzing of the hall came to an abrupt end.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Now that everyone is full, I want to announce a few announcements."

"Mr. Filch, the gatekeeper, wants me to tell everyone. This year, students are prohibited from growing garlic and carrying garlic-related items in the castle."

When Dumbledore talked about this, many people couldn't help but want to laugh, and they all remembered that someone used garlic to attack Filch before the summer vacation last term.

After Fred and George were kicked by Albert, they forcibly restrained themselves from laughing, and both of them held their breath and felt uncomfortable.

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After Dumbledore said that everyone should go to bed, the freshmen's opening banquet is over.

"I didn't expect Filch to ban everyone from bringing garlic." After leaving the hall, Fred finally couldn't help laughing.

"Unfortunately, the taste of garlic scrambled eggs is not bad." Lee Jordan said solemnly.

This made Fred and George want to laugh.

Albert followed everyone to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room.

"Password?" asked the Fat Lady as they approached.

"Bullshit," Percy stepped forward.

The portrait snapped forward, revealing a large hole in the wall.

Everyone climbed in from here. The circular common room was still the familiar furnishings, and the fireplace was burning with roaring flames.

The boys all rushed up the spiral staircase to their respective dormitories.

Four four-poster beds stood against the wall with crimson drapes hanging from them, and each one's suitcases were at the foot of the bed.

"Good night." Fred was too full. He took out his pajamas from the suitcase, put them on for himself, and lay down on the bed not wanting to move.

"Good night." Albert also changed into pajamas and climbed into the bed. Their bedding had been warmed by the charcoal stove.

Lying on the comfortable bed and listening to the sound of rain outside, Albert closed his eyes and felt that life at Hogwarts was very pleasant. (Harry Potter's Alchemist..156156147)--(Harry Potter's Alchemist )