The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The winter night came very early, and at five o'clock in the evening, the sky quickly dimmed.

However, today's Hogwarts is a bit special. The Quidditch pitch is still brightly lit. In order to keep the game going, Hogwarts professors lit torches around the pitch.

In the stands, Albert tightened his thick cloak to withstand the rapidly falling low temperature at night. Compared with Albert's situation, the situation of the other audience members around was even worse, and they were already hungry without eating lunch.

However, the audience continued to sit in the stands to watch the Quidditch match, enduring hunger and cold with enthusiasm that Albert could not understand.

However, the audience was not the worst at the scene. The players who were still flying in the sky were already messed up in the cold wind.

The wind at high altitude is very cold, and it is even colder after nightfall, especially for the rookie players who are nervous in the morning and have not eaten much.

The narrator Lee Jordan, who was originally in high spirits, has lost his initial enthusiasm at this moment. His voice has become hoarse due to the continuous commentary. With the help of Professor McGonagall, he has to use loud voice magic to continue to persevere. It is undoubtedly a severe test for Lee Jordan, who was the first commentator.

"Look, they've found the Snitch, and they're catching up!" Lee Jordan shouted from the stands. Leading temporarily, but the two sides have not completely opened the gap, no matter who catches the Snitch, it can bring victory for their team."

A snitch battle is raging above the field, and Seekers on both sides can't wait to end the long game.

No way, it lasted for hours and all the players were very tired.

"Both sides are speeding up the dive. Oh, about to hit the ground, God, they hit the ground, hope they're okay." Lee Jordan shouted in horror. "Wait, oops, the Ravenclaw Seekers got the Snitch."

No one cared what Lee Jordan had just said, because there had been round after round of cheers on the court, and people were cheering for the victory.

Albert was on the pitch with the rest of the Gryffindor crowd, and the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw players had gathered around Charlie.

The two Seekers were in a bit of a bad state, both fell and were eventually taken to the campus hospital on a stretcher by Professor McGonagall, who had arrived in a hurry.

"Don't worry, Charlie will be fine." Albert comforted the twins softly. The two of them were not in a good condition. They were shivering from the cold wind above, and there seemed to be signs of losing their strength.

"Eat some candy first." Albert took out the candy and handed it to the twins, pulling out his wand to remove the dampness and chill from them.

"Thank you, thanks to you!" Fred said a little tiredly, he didn't refuse Albert's support, in fact, he was almost exhausted.

"I didn't expect this game to last this long."

The four of them hurried back to the castle, sat at the crowded table, and drank a bowl of steaming corn chowder before they could talk about other things.

"I remember you said that the game would last a long time." Lee Jordan suddenly looked up at Albert and said while eating a piece of fried potato.

"I never said that, so don't blame me." Albert gave Lee Jordan a sullen look, "I just told them to eat more so they wouldn't have the strength to compete."

"It's the same," said Lee Jordan.

"The result is still lost." George's tone was a little heavy. They trained so hard, but they still lost the game.

"Charlie has tried his best." Albert said.

"I know, he's just not very lucky." Fred was a little depressed. Ravenclaw won the game, but it was just luck. At that time, the opposing Seeker dived with Charlie, and neither side had any intention of slowing down,

When the fruit hit the ground, the other party actually caught the Golden Snitch.

Speaking of luck, several people looked at Albert, this guy's luck is good enough, if...

They didn't go on thinking about it, there was no if.

After eating something, Albert and the Gryffindor players went to the school hospital to see the injured Charlie. The captain has been treated by Madam Pomfrey, and the condition is not very good. He needs to stay in the school hospital for observation overnight. .

However, Charlie is not alone, because there is someone with him, the only regret is that it is not a girl, but a lucky Ravenclaw Seeker who shares the same ailment with Charlie.

Just after leaving the school hospital, the four encountered Professor Smith in the corridor.

"Albert, I just happened to be looking for you." Professor Smith greeted Albert kindly to his Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"That's what I said last time." He handed Albert a piece of parchment, which contained what Albert saw in the Room of Requirement today.

Sure enough, Professor Smith went in there too.

"This is the history of the creation of Hogwarts," said Albert, after taking a moment to read the contents of the parchment.

"I know." Professor Smith nodded. "Do you think there is anything special about him?"

"Special?" Albert thought about it, "Nothing special, this is a piece of history, similar to what I've seen in the library."

Professor Smith seemed a little disappointed, although Albert got the same result as him.

"If you insist on saying something strange..." Albert hesitated for a while, then asked, "Are the ancient wizards really in a bad situation?"

Whether it's bad or not, Albert naturally knows, he's just diverting Professor Smith's attention.

"It's not very good," explained Professor Smith. "In those days, the knowledge of magic was not summarized and summarized like we do. Wizards cross the river by feeling the stones. Knowledge is very precious, and a parchment may be worth it. A baron's income for a year or more. At that time, many wizards did not have many types of magic, especially those from Muggles, who were in a very bad situation. They had no magic power, what kind of formal magic? Neither will."

Without a wand, let alone how to use magic, it is undoubtedly bad to have magical power. Muggles are very afraid of this power. Once discovered, they will be regarded as monsters. Those who use magic rudely are only a minority after all.

"The four founders of Hogwarts are undoubtedly very great. After all, there are only a few wizards as powerful as them, and even fewer are willing to selflessly share their knowledge with others like them." Professor Smith said with emotion.

"I thought it was a prosperous age of magic," Albert muttered. "The ancient and powerful magic of Hogwarts..."

"You are right, in that era, there were indeed a lot of magical and powerful magics. Although traces of those ancient magics can still be found, no one will use them so far... Maybe Dumbledore will. Some ancient magic, but such cases are only a few." Professor Smith frowned slightly, he actually realized some problems, but he couldn't figure out where they were.

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