The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Galleon is good stuff!

Its usefulness is as powerful as its appeal.

When Truman announced that the championship reward of the wizarding card event might be ten Galleons, it immediately attracted the attention of many students. They were a little surprised at first, without doubting the authenticity of the news, but everyone still had some interest in the wizarding card club that was preparing to hold the game, and they were quickly stunned to find that the club actually had forty-five members. .

However, what made them even more astonished was that the Wizard Card Club was actually set up by the genius wizard Albert Anderson, which meant that the Galleon was paid by the genius.

Hogwarts students' initial impressions of Albert Anderson can only be described in a few short words: genius, lucky, rich.

There is no doubt that Albert can afford this Galleon.

The students who were attracted by Galleon began to try to get in touch with and understand the wizard card, and their overall impression of this brand-new card game was that it was simple, interesting and highly free.

For a time, the wizarding card game actually became a topic of discussion among many Hogwarts students.

Although the game is still in its infancy and the cards used are of poor quality and rough, students who have seen the preliminary finished cards will not think that the game will stop there.

What made them even more interesting was that the character cards used by the wizard cards were actually students of various colleges. Some members of the wizard card clubs had their own cards, and the effects of these cards were as unique as their signatures.

"I can't believe how many people have signed up!" Lee Jordan stared at the list and couldn't help but sigh.

On the third day after the news was released, members of the club began to look for Lee Jordan to sign up and inquire about the championship bonus.

According to Albert's request, Lee Jordan initially registered the participants and reminded them that once it was determined that the championship reward had ten Galleons, they would need to pay the registration fee of two sicos, and the final number of participants was only thirty-two indivual.

At that time, if they are willing to pay the registration fee and continue to participate in the competition, they will be given priority to be selected into the entry list.

"Canon's charm is more terrifying than I thought." Albert couldn't help but sighed.

Guys who were not at all interested in wizard cards have begun to understand how wizard cards are played, and many students have come to him to sign up, ready to join the wizard card club.

After all, it's just a loose organization with only one party a month, and it's fine if you don't go to the party.

"Is the party still in the hall tomorrow?" George asked suddenly.

"Well, we can occupy the table at the end of the hall." Albert replied after thinking for a while.

"I thought you were going to find a classroom." Fred was surprised. He felt that it was not a good idea to meet in the hall all the time. It felt that the club was very informal.

If Albert knew what they were thinking, he would definitely be tempted to complain. The purpose of holding it in the lobby is to attract more popularity. The more and more people in the club, the more people will be interested in wizard cards, and Take the initiative to find out.

If one day, most of the students at Hogwarts like to play wizard cards, the monthly party will be very lively, and that day will be a feast.

"The game is only interesting if everyone plays together." Albert reminded with a smile, "Hogwarts is just one for us."

The brief exchange ended with breakfast. Today was the day to go to Hogsmeade. They were still preparing to leave for Hogsmeade early, staggering the time with the other students.

"Oh, by the way, can we go with you later..." Fred raised his hand and scratched his forehead, asking a little embarrassedly.

"We're also interested in making a Buffalo," George added immediately.

"This... it should be okay, Mr. Dagworth didn't say in the letter that he couldn't take people with him." Albert thought for a while and reminded: "But I must tell you in advance that this will definitely not be a pleasant experience. process, and with your knowledge of potions, you may not learn anything useful in the end."

After getting a kind reminder from Albert, the three of Fred finally chose to go with Albert to visit Mr. Dagworth, the master of potions.

Dagworth's house is located in a remote corner of Hogsmeade, a place where few people will disturb it. When they first approached, there was a strange feeling that no one lived here for a long time.

When Albert knocked on the door, it was actually a house elf who opened the door for them.

"Please come in, Mr. Anderson, and these gentlemen." The house-elves enthusiastically led Albert and the others into the hall. It was a very comfortable place. The fire was still burning by the fireplace, and the house-elves were very quick. Serve them hot drinks and cakes.

"Where's Mr. Dagworth?" Albert picked up the hot milk tea, took a sip, and asked when he put down the teacup.

"The master will be here soon, and he told me to treat you well." The house elf bowed slightly towards Albert and slowly exited the room.

All three were surprised by the treatment that Albert had enjoyed.

"I suddenly understand why Albert likes to go to Professor Smith for afternoon tea." Lee Jordan took a bite of Honey Duke's best cake and said sourly, "This treatment is really worthless."

"You definitely won't get this treatment." Fred and George couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Go, maybe it's going to be locked up."

"Hmph, you guys have been locked up more times than me." Lee Jordan counterattacked without showing weakness.

Soon after, a green flame suddenly burst into the fireplace in the hall. Hetok Duggworth emerged from the flame and greeted Albert with a smile. He was not surprised that Albert came with other companions. .

"I hope you didn't wait too long," said Dagworth.

"The milk tea you have here is good." Albert said, while Fred and the others were a little restrained, not knowing what to say.

"Come with me, the laboratory here has been out of use for a long time. To be honest, I haven't lived here for a long time since I moved from Hogsmeade." Dagworth led them to the laboratory. In front of the door, he reminded with a serious face, "Although there are no dangerous things in the laboratory, I still want to remind you not to touch things, especially when I brew the potion, otherwise I can only You are out."

Of course, all three of Fred could hear that this was Dagworth's warning to them.

The lab was different from what the four had imagined. They thought they would see a scene similar to the potions classroom, but there were only many empty cabinets.

"To be honest, I really don't understand why you want to make Buffy brain potion. This thing is one of the potions that the Ministry of Magic prohibits private preparation. Most of the people who make it are stupid." Dagworth fiddled with it. Holding the cauldron, he couldn't help muttering.

"Why do you say that?" Fred asked curiously.

"Because those guys always boiled some defective products, and then poisoned themselves to half death, some unlucky people even turned into idiots." Dagworth sneered: "As far as I know, St. Mungo's magic There are several such idiots in the Injury Hospital, who had to stay in St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital for a long time because their brains were ruined by drinking low-quality Buffalo."