The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The cold wind blew up sleet and slapped the window glass, and the cold air around the castle permeated. As this cold current penetrated into the castle, many students caught colds because of it.

Had the cold snap arrived a week earlier, the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin would not have been so bad.

Even in this weather, Quidditch matches will not be cancelled. The result can be imagined, all the players will shiver in such weather, and it is estimated that no one will have so much mind to do things.

In the cold corridor, three figures hurried over. They looked around furtively, and after making sure that there was no one around, they quickly passed through the stone wall three times and pushed the wooden door that appeared on the wall to walk in.

As soon as he stepped into the door, a warm breath mixed with a faint milky fragrance rushed towards him. On the other side of the door was a bright, warm and comfortable room with a thick carpet on the floor and a roaring flame burning in the fireplace.

By the fireplace, a familiar figure was sitting in an armchair, and a cup of steaming milk tea was placed on the small round table in front of the man.

"Aren't you sick?"

Fred looked at the ruddy roommate in front of him, stunned for a moment, and asked back in confusion.

"Well, Madam Pomfrey was just cured."

The former sick man, Albert, sat there, staring at the parchment in his hand, and said without looking up, "Anyway, it doesn't matter if you don't get into the history of magic, just don't be too bad in the exam."

"Why is it not me who is sick!" George was very jealous of Albert's treatment. He wanted to get sick and wanted to find an excuse to skip class.

To be honest, the history of magic is recognized by all students as the most boring course in all subjects. Mr. Ghost Binns may have lived too long, his thinking is so rigid, his lectures are super boring, and even achieve the effect of hypnosis, which always makes people dizzy sleep.

"You can study how to find a suitable excuse to legally skip class." Albert said without hesitation.

"It's really rare to hear such a thing from your mouth!" Fred couldn't help muttering, "You said it's better to make an excuse, don't tell me about diarrhea? I don't want to use strong laxatives at all. I've never forgotten what happened to the hapless Marcus McLaggen."

While Fred was speaking, George pulled out of his pocket the photo that had been treated with the developer potion, showing the dark history of Marcus McLaggen.

The three looked at the guy in the photo and couldn't help laughing again.

"Aren't you afraid of being found out by Marcus McLaggen that you're doing something wrong?" Albert was speechless, and he was making trouble at any time. Do you just want to do something like that?

"Oh, okay. Next time, I'll put it in the frame." Fred blinked. "Tell me what kind of potion is better to use to skip class, any good suggestions?"

"Giving yourself a stomach ache?" Lee Jordan listed several symptoms of illness: "How about nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, nosebleeds, fever, and a cold?"

"Don't be kidding, you've seen someone who made themselves sick for skipping classes." George shook his head and vetoed. He wasn't a ruthless person who even harmed himself for skipping classes.

"Unless, an antidote that can quickly resolve the symptoms can be found in a short time." Fred said, his eyes suddenly lighted up, and he took out a quill to write down this, "If it can be done, I feel very Bestsellers. Hogwarts reckons a huge crowd will buy it.”

"By the way, almost forgot what I was going to say?"

"What's the matter?" Albert asked.

"Kenneth Toler has been locked up by Filch!" Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison, "He was caught by Filch using big shit at school, and now that unlucky guy is being charged Murkey ordered mops to clean the hallway from the traces of dung bombs."

"What did you do?" Albert raised his eyebrows, knowing the reason even if he thought about it with his knees.

"Of course, we have been practicing the Illusionary Body Charm, and now it will not be easily discovered.

"George secretly gave Kenneth Toler a smack, and was in a particularly happy mood.

"I think they might have guessed who did it," Albert reminded, "if he's careful enough."

"We don't think Kenneth Toler has the brains of you." The twins weren't at all worried about the other finding out that they were doing the trick.

"What are you doing?" Lee Jordan stared at the silver parts on the table and couldn't help asking. He had been wanting to ask since just now, and Lee Jordan felt that Albert seemed to be making some interesting magic props.

"A magical prop for self-defense. The effect is to stun the other party when they are unprepared." Albert is putting together a three-layer set. The shape of this thing really wants a lighter. Push it, and it will open, revealing a strange honeycomb-shaped cylinder, which will be enlarged by the Traceless Stretch Charm to hold the pickled mandrake roots.

Of course, now this thing is just a shell.

Albert tried again, and after it was true that there would be no jams, he took apart the parts one by one and put them back into the box.

He called the black magic item the Banshee's Howl, and the final step was not yet completed, which was to put the salted mandrake roots into the device. As long as this device can contain and control the Mandela grass roots, it will be a successful and practical prop.

Of course, it is also very troublesome to use. You must bring earplugs for yourself in advance, otherwise you will be in bad luck together.

After all, the grassroots cry of Mandela is an indiscriminate attack.

"Stun others?" George asked inexplicably, "You can fire a stun spell at others."

"No, I call it the Banshee's Howl."

"You shouldn't have hidden a banshee inside!" Lee Jordan joked.

"almost."

"You really plan to hide the banshee inside."

"The principle is similar, it is to make other people faint through sound."

"When you're done, remember to let me try it."

"Are you sure?" Albert's expression suddenly became a little weird, "Well, since you want to try it first, I don't mind. Originally, I planned to test its power myself, but since you plan to try it out Courage to sacrifice."

"Courage to sacrifice? Wouldn't it be dangerous!" George was stunned by Albert's words.

"Probably not, it will put you in a coma for a few hours at most." Albert said uncertainly.

"Your remarks make me feel very unreliable. I always feel that you have made a very dangerous thing." Fred mumbled, "By the way, do you have any good suggestions for the magic medicine for skipping classes?"

"How about finding some medicines that will cause stomach pain, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, nosebleeds, fever, and colds, and then solve the symptoms through detoxification?" Albert suggested.

"Are you persuading poison?"

The three of them were shocked by Albert's boldness. Is this for skipping class and even dying?

"Of course it's to dilute the poison, you just want various symptoms." Albert stuffed the box into the leather bag of the deformed lizard, ready to find a chance to create the Banshee's Howl.

"For example?"

"How do I know, you can check the herbal medicine book by yourself, there are many dangerous plants there, there are many plants in the Hogwarts greenhouse, find the corresponding symptoms, find the way to detoxify, and then You guys have tried making the escaping potion yourself."

The twins looked at each other, not knowing why they thought what Albert said was very reasonable.

It's just that it's not as easy as they say it is, which means they need a lot of work in herbal medicine classes and nasty potions classes.

Moreover, after the potion is made, it is not the end. They still need to test the efficacy of the medicine, and all the things they make must be eaten by themselves. Thinking about it, it feels a little hairy.

"For dreams and for Galleon, a little sacrifice is necessary." Albert patted the two of them on the shoulders. "Think with your eyes closed. By then, you will be able to earn a lot of Galleons."

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