The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The train slowed down and finally stopped.

Albert scooped up the fed, dozing Tom, stuffed it back into the cage, and rushed toward the door with Fred, George, and Lee Jordan.

Everyone went down to a dark and small platform. Although it didn't rain at Hogwarts this time, the chill at night still made Albert tighten his robes.

In the dark, a lamp was shaking above the students' heads, and a familiar voice came from afar. Hagrid was greeting the first-year freshmen, and it was his task to take the freshmen across the lake.

"Go!" Fred greeted everyone to keep up with the crowd.

The four moved little by little with the flow of people. After passing through the dark platform, they walked a short distance. Hundreds of horse carriages without horses were waiting for them.

Albert picked a carriage with no one, and after the four got in the carriage, the carriage followed the long convoy to Hogwarts Castle.

Halfway through, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were talking about Harry Potter again. Albert was too lazy to get involved, leaning against the window and looking at the brightly lit castle in the distance.

The carriage finally stopped under the stone steps in front of the oak gate. Albert got off the carriage and climbed the stone steps. When he was about to enter the castle, he saw Professor McGonagall calling him by the oak gate.

"Mr Anderson."

George, who was chatting with Fred, stopped and looked over curiously.

Professor McGonagall also stopped Katrina and motioned for the two to come with him.

She led the two of them into the room next to the auditorium, closed the wooden door, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping, she took out two timers from her pocket and handed them to each of them.

"It's a time-turner, wear it around your neck, and turn it around once for an hour," Professor McGonagall warned. Bad effect."

"Time and time again, I know how to use it." Albert nodded to show that he knew.

Katrina, who was next to him, glanced at Albert and agreed to express her understanding.

"Very good." Professor McGonagall did not forget to remind again before leaving: "Don't let other people know, and don't use it for learning unexpected things."

"We promise.

"Albert and Katrina said in unison.

"Okay, let's go to the banquet, I'm going to welcome the new students." Professor McGonagall walked away after saying that.

Albert put the time-turner in his leather bag and walked towards the auditorium with Katrina.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan have left him an empty seat in the front row. At this time, the front row is very popular, and everyone wants to see the legendary Harry Potter up close.

"That should be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." Albert's eyes fell on the chairman's seat. Next to Snape, there was a young man with a ridiculous scarf on his head. His face seemed to be a little nervous because of the tension. got pale.

"Professor Quirrell," Percy said without hesitation what he had just received from the nearly headless Nick.

"It seems far less reliable than the first two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors." Albert said softly, "By the way, have they found Professor Smith?"

"Unfortunately, no." Percy apparently left last year's Professor Smith behind. "Almost the whole of the UK has been rummaged and no one has been found."

"Everyone said he might have been murdered," whispered Lee Jordan.

"The risk of being a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is really high. I hope this one can also resign smoothly." Albert sighed with emotion. After seeing Professor Quirrell with a ridiculous scarf on his head, Albert guessed that Voldemort should have been attached to the back of his head.

Did Dumbledore really not notice?

This is really hard to say!

If he hadn't known something in advance, he probably wouldn't have noticed it himself, and would only think it was ridiculous that this Defence Against the Dark Arts professor had a scarf wrapped around his head.

However, when Harry Potter, Voldemort and Dumbledore actually attended the banquet together, I felt an inexplicable joy when I thought about it.

"It's not as serious as you said. Although no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has been able to teach for more than a year these years, many professors have not had any serious accidents." Percy comforted.

"It is undeniable that this class is indeed a bit wicked." Albert muttered softly, "I think if Professor Quirrell doesn't resign early, something will happen to him."

"You stop cursing him." Fred reached out to cover his face.

"I think if something really happened to Professor Quirrell, it would probably be because of what you just said." George couldn't help but complain.

"Shut up, it's not easy for Professor Quirrell to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Lee Jordan felt that Professor Quirrell was going to die in the last eighty percent.

The auditorium suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the freshmen who had just entered the auditorium, trying to find the legendary Potter.

Albert did find it. Knowing the information is actually easy to find, right next to the red-haired Weasley, the slightly thin black-haired boy with glasses is Harry Potter.

The murmurs in the auditorium began to cease, and soon there was complete silence.

Then the Sorting Hat in front of the freshman began to sing:

You may think I'm not pretty,

But don't judge people by their appearance.

...

...

Because I am a thinking hat!

Another new song, and this time the Sorting Hat actually bowed to the four dining tables one by one after singing the song.

Albert felt his face twitching and raised his hand to applaud with the others.

After the applause died down, Professor McGonagall began to take the roll call. The first was a little blonde girl named "Hannah Abbott" who was assigned to Hufflepuff.

As for the little girl who helped Neville find the toad, it turned out to be Hermione Granger, who was assigned to Gryffindor without any accident.

"I thought she'd be sorted into Ravenclaw," Lee Jordan murmured.

"The boy who lost the toad was also assigned to Gryffindor." George looked sideways at Albert, and he felt that he really shouldn't compare his predictions with Albert.

"I thought he was going to be in Hufflepuff." Fred turned his head to look at Albert and asked, "How did you know he was going to be in Gryffindor."

"Guess."

When Professor McGonagall called Malfoy, Fred said with a look of disgust: "This guy will definitely be sorted into Slytherin."

Sure enough, as soon as Malfoy's head touched the hat, the Sorting Hat called out Slytherin.

"You know him." Albert asked knowingly.

"Malfoy's child, very annoying guy, their family looks down on Muggle-born wizards. In fact, I really want to know what he will use to look down on you." George suddenly smiled maliciously: " I think you can totally despise him."

Albert glanced at Malfoy, who was welcomed by the Slytherin students, and muttered, "A little brat spoiled by his family."

"I like your comment." Fred gave a thumbs up.

"Harry Potter!"

As Professor McGonagall called out the name, there was a sudden murmur in the auditorium.

"Is her name Harry Potter?"

"Is that the Harry Potter?"

In order to see what the legendary Harry Potter looked like, the restaurant was crowded with people. Many people craned their necks to take a look at Potter. Some students even stood up and looked over there.

This scene gave Albert a star-chasing sense of sight.

Moments later, the Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor.

The loudest cheers erupted immediately from the long table in Gryffindor.

Percy, who was sitting in the front row, stood up and shook hands with Harry, looking like a leader.

"Look, in Gryffindor," said Albert softly.

Neither Fred nor George heard him, they were yelling, "We have Potter! We have Potter!"

However, Albert did notice Lee Jordan's "true" mouth shape.

He looked back at the guest seat, and his eyes fell on Dumbledore. The headmaster was raising his glass slightly, as if he was satisfied that his savior was not crooked.

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