The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After the holidays, the weather is getting brighter and warmer every day. Finally, everyone couldn't bear the temptation to leave the heavy homework and leave the library to hang out on the lawn to relieve the pressure of study.

Albert had just returned from Hagrid's hut, and there was no movement in the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid told him three times how he shot the werewolf Yorman in the knee three times and successfully captured the man.

Unfortunately, the Ministry of Magic was unwilling to pay the bounty for the hapless werewolf on the grounds that the werewolf Yorman was not offered a bounty by the Ministry of Magic. Hagrid himself didn't mind, but Albert looked down on the actions of the Ministry of Magic.

Albert returned to the hall and saw Fred and George sitting there playing wizard cards at a glance, and there were several spectators around them. After two knockout rounds, the number of sorcerer card enthusiasts has grown.

Of course, this has something to do with the twins using brand new wizard cards, and the crowd of onlookers want to borrow them to play a game.

Lee Jordan was flipping through today's Prophet newspaper, and when he saw Albert coming, he put down the newspaper and greeted him.

"How about it?"

"Everyone is still looking for Professor Smith all over the world." Lee Jordan couldn't help but sighed: "No one still knows where he went. The bounty in the newspaper has increased again, as long as it can help the Smith family find someone, or Give 1000 Galleons as a reward for providing useful information, I really want this money!"

"There is nothing missing in a dream."

Albert took over the Daily Prophet from Lee Jordan, read the news on the front page carefully, and shook his head, "Rita Skeeter actually thinks it's a Hogwarts problem, that woman even blames Dumbledore Principal Lido, is she going crazy trying to be famous?"

"Dad said the reporter likes to make up news," Fred interjected suddenly.

"Originally, I thought that Professor Smith would be found soon." George threw the card and muttered: "As a result, there is no news at all, and Professor Smith seems to have disappeared out of thin air."

"What do you think?" Angelina took over George's wizard deck, ready to play a game with Shanna.

"Some people say that Professor Smith may have been killed or kidnapped, so he disappeared inexplicably." Albert hesitated, "I think this is more likely."

"Hey, you don't have to curse Professor Smith like that!" Fred was speechless for a while, Albert's rude mouth was really embarrassing.

Is Professor Smith really dead?

"I just said the most likely thing!" Albert shook his head and said: "A wizard as powerful as Professor Smith cannot disappear without warning, and there is no reason to do so, the biggest possibility is to be The person was kidnapped, or already dead, otherwise, what do you think he is hiding for?"

Everyone around was silent, because what Albert said made sense, and this matter is still full of weirdness. Why Professor Smith left Hogwarts in such a hurry, and where he went, no one knows.

"I thought you had a good relationship with Professor Smith."

"The relationship is good, and I have always been paying attention to this matter."

"Where are you going?" Lee Jordan asked when he saw Albert put down the newspaper and was about to get up and leave.

"Go to Professor Brod and see if there is any new news from him." Albert got up and prepared to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Of course, what he said just now was purely an excuse.

A few minutes later, Albert knocked on the wooden door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Professor Broad opened the door and motioned Albert to go in and talk.

"You're here, you're more patient than I thought. What do you want to drink, milk tea?" Professor Broad motioned Albert to sit down. The Defense Against the Dark Arts office had changed a lot.

"Mr Mogg said someone would explain it to us.

"Albert sat down opposite Professor Broad, stirred the milk tea with a spoon, and looked at Professor Broad and said.

"Yes. However, it's not suitable here." Professor Broad made a booing gesture, took a bag of Galleons from his pocket and put it in front of Albert.

"Your booty."

"too much."

"The extra hundred Galleons were given to you by Gerber. Of course, Isobel also has a share. He is very sorry for that." Professor Broad pushed Galleons in front of Albert. Come down!"

"You knew it from the beginning?" Albert did not refuse, and put the purse into the deformed lizard bag.

"Have a hunch!" Professor Broad said, "Mog has been living in Hogsmeade temporarily."

"Mr. Mogg is late," Albert reminded.

"He just went over to make sure you were alive." Professor Broad said calmly: "You know, there is a thing called a time-turner. If necessary, Gerber will go back to the past and directly solve the source of the problem, so, You will be fine."

"It's so rude." Albert raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought that some things would be difficult to completely reverse even with the use of a time converter, and instead would drive people crazy."

"Of course not one person, but a group of people." Professor Broad interrupted: "Well, we'd better not continue this topic, I brought you something, you will definitely be interested."

With that said, Professor Broad put a wooden box on the table, which contained a heavy rusted metal book.

"Book of Bronze?" Albert asked curiously.

"Yes, this is the Book of Bronze in the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets." Professor Broad nodded in recognition.

"You want me to put it back?"

"right."

"Why don't you let Mr. Mogg put it back?" Albert reached out and stroked the lines on the book, and asked, "He should have this ability."

"Who knows?" Professor Broad obviously didn't want to say.

"Can I read it?" Albert asked again.

"Of course you can." Professor Broad said: "It records the use of ancient Runic magic. Mog has seen it, and maybe you can understand it. However, I suggest you put it back in the distance and slow down. Watch slowly."

"This thing is too bulky." Albert's eyes fell on the wooden box.

"I know you still have a lot of doubts, but now is not a good time to talk about it. After the holiday, you can stay with me for a few days, and I will tell you these things slowly."

"Can I give up? I gave Isobel the opportunity." Albert suddenly said.

"Don't jump to conclusions in such a hurry, and you are still in the investigation stage." Professor Broad winked at Albert and said, "We will eventually have a way to get you to agree, I promise."

"Wald Smith's legacy?"

"You'll know then, and you'll be surprised." Professor Broad smiled meaningfully. "I was also taken aback at the beginning."

"You think I'll be qualified?" Albert couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Professor Broad just smiled, not ready to answer Albert's question.

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