The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Time flies by in a busy time. After entering the third grade, the homework is getting more and more difficult, and the requirements are getting higher and higher.

However, for a time thief like Albert, the heavy homework did not bring him any pressure, but life was very comfortable.

After a few more hours a day, how to arrange the time reasonably is very important, otherwise it is easy to stay up late and make yourself very tired.

It's best not to exceed five hours a day, this is Isobel's reminder to Albert.

However, Albert didn't pay much attention to it. For him, it would be a good idea to go back to the past through the time switch and go to sleep in the room of responsiveness when necessary.

All in all, despite having more classes each day than the others, Albert also has more than twenty-four hours a day and more time for breaks and homework than the others.

The only small problem is that the life expectancy will be shorter than the original estimate by half a year, but Albert doesn't care much about such trivial matters.

After all, most wizards live far longer than Muggles. Dumbledore is a prime example, living a century. As long as he doesn't get sick and die inexplicably, Albert believes that he must be more likely to survive than Dumbledore.

After all, the old man lost his life shortly after Albert graduated from Hogwarts.

It's a really sad story.

Just through the time switch back to an hour ago, Albert was going to take his cat to the kitchen, say hello to the house-elves there, and ask them to help take care of Tom if they are free.

As soon as he came down from the boys' dormitory, Albert was blocked by Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

"Albert."

"Your prophecy came true."

"It's incredible that what you said actually came true."

"Harry Potter has really become the Academy's Seeker."

The three of you said each and every one of your words, which caused Albert a headache.

Fred and George still took strange steps and surrounded Albert. Tom, who was still following Albert downstairs, quickly ducked aside.

Then,

One person held up Albert's arm and lifted him to start circling.

Having said that, the strength of these two guys is really not small, how can they lift him from the ground like this?

"Stop, stop, I'm almost fainted by you guys."

Albert was nauseous, and that's what the first attempt at Apparition was, very bad.

When he regained his senses and realized that his feet were actually off the ground, he couldn't help looking in a certain direction, glaring at Lee Jordan who secretly cast the Levitation Charm on him, and he said how could Fred and George easily lift him stand up.

"Enough, I'm about to make you vomit." Albert struggled hard, trying to get rid of the twins' arms.

"Guess how Harry joined the team." Fred smiled and released Albert's arm.

"I do not guess you guess guess."

Albert felt a little nauseous, he reached out and took out a pocket of his jacket, took out a small package of dried fish, and stuffed it back.

"Come on, eat some multi-flavored beans!" Lee Jordan took out a bottle of multi-flavored beans from his pocket and handed it to Albert.

"Thank you, I don't want to eat anything inexplicable again." Albert declined flatly, and began to take out a box of chocolates from the leather bag he carried with him, unpacking and scooping a piece out of it. This box of chocolates is Bought it with leftover pounds from last family dinner, and a few more boxes, not expensive.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The three immediately gathered around, reaching for the chocolate from the box.

Lee Jordan unpacked and took a bite, mumbling as he chewed, "Muggle world chocolate isn't bad either!"

Albert took a big bite, glared at the three of them and complained, "Enough is enough for you!"

"Give me another piece."

"I also want."

"Give me a piece by the way."

"Well, if you like it, this is the Christmas present." Albert suddenly said to the three of them.

"OK!"

"As expected of Albert."

Unbeknownst to the three of them, Albert was ready to give each of them a piece of super bitter dark chocolate. "

"The leather bag of the deformed lizard is really a good thing!" Fred chewed the chocolate in his mouth and couldn't help but sighed as he watched Albert put the box away again.

"Fred, don't change the subject." George pushed Fred away dissatisfied. "Albert hasn't said it yet? That question just now."

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"What else!" Albert looked around, looking for Tom, and said, "It must have been approved by Professor McGonagall or Headmaster Dumbledore."

"However, I guess it's the former." Albert bent over and picked up the reluctant Tom, walked towards the entrance of the common room, turned around and said to the three before leaving, "Professor McGonagall used to be a leader. Ditch lovers."

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Three more exclamations.

"As expected of Albert, I even guessed this!" Lee Jordan exclaimed.

"What Wood told us just now, you didn't see his expression." George remembered the captain's reaction and couldn't help laughing, "It's like picking up a big bag of gold Galleons on the way."

"Wood said that the first time Harry rode a broomstick, he could dive fifty feet and reach for the memory ball." Fred followed a few others out of the common room, secretly observing Albert's reaction as he spoke. Then he said, "Is there any scratches on the flesh?"

"He thinks Harry might be more talented than you." Before Lee Jordan could finish speaking, Fred and George slapped him on the back.

"I'm not that stingy, and I don't care about these things. Harry Potter can replace me. In fact, I already knew it. Thanks to him, I was able to get rid of Wood's clutches." Albert smiled and shook his head. Said, "For me, flying on a broom is more about enjoying the fun of flying. When I get tired of riding a broom, maybe I will get a flying motorcycle, bicycle or flying carpet."

"Don't think about it, the flying carpet has been banned from flying," Fred interrupted. "Our grandfather had an Axminster tufted rug that could seat twelve people. I remember being a kid. When I was young, I sat on the flying carpet and flew around my grandfather's house."

"If you don't tell me, no one will think you are dumb." Albert glared at Fred. Of course he wouldn't do any flying carpets. It's too obvious. At most, get a motorcycle or a bicycle. Give it a makeover.

Thinking of a bicycle riding over your head one day, it's still quite emotional.

Well, it's called a sea, land and air three-purpose bicycle.

"Are we going to say hello to Harry and go together?"

"No, I'm going to take Tom to the kitchen and let him meet the house-elves. One day Tom wanders in the castle and gets lost. It's more reassuring to have house-elves watching over me." Albert said Go to the kitchen by yourself.

"Aren't you too confident about your own cat?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain, he always felt that Albert's cat was just for decoration.

"That's a no-brainer," said Albert nonchalantly. "Muggle cats are usually more delicate and less intelligent."

"It's fat enough, isn't it?"

"By the way, let me tell you, I have found a new secret passage that leads to the outside of the school." Lee Jordan suddenly said, "Would you like to go over and have a look together, we can also try it next time when necessary. Go that way."

"I guess we must have found out what you said." Fred and George grinned. "If you don't believe it, we can bet."

"I bet." Lee Jordan recklessly took the chocolate from Albert as gambling money.

"That's the case, let's just use this." Fred and George looked at each other and took out a few toffees from their pockets.

"Could it be the last time?" After Lee Jordan saw the toffee, he remembered the thing he ate in the carriage.

"No. Does Albert want to come together?"

"No, I'll see you later." Albert asked Tom to follow him. Since he was summoned by the Flying Spell, Tom left the common room and did not dare to run around.

However, the fat cat Tom can't run very far, and its physical strength is really poor.

On the way to the kitchen, many students saw Albert walking the cat. Although they all thought this scene was very interesting, there is always something special about a genius.

Having said that, since Albert took Tom out for a walk, some girls would take this opportunity to chat with Albert, and Lee Jordan was also envious of the womanhood that Tom brought to Albert.

Few of the students at Hogwarts have cats, usually owls. There is no way. Most students don’t really take care of their pets. Owls are the most worry-free. They can also help send letters and things. A wizard's best friend.

When Albert went down to the fourth floor, he found that his Tom was too tired to walk, so he could only let Albert hold it in the end. Maybe walking such a distance would be a severe shock to a fat cat. sports.

Of course, walking to the kitchen with a fat cat was also a challenge for Albert.

One person and one cat rested in the secret passage for a while before continuing on their way. When they came to the picture of the big fruit bowl in front of the kitchen, Tom was already tired and lying on the ground.

Albert stretched out his index finger and scratched the big green pear.

After the pear quickly turned into a green doorknob, he pulled the door open, picked up a spread of Tom lying on the ground, and walked into the kitchen.

"Sir! Mr. Albert Anderson!"

"Long time no see, Kara." Albert greeted the house elf in front of him gently.

"Yes sir, long time no see, would you like something to eat?" Kara asked expectantly.

"If there's a pumpkin pie, please get me one."

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't make pumpkin pie today," Carla said sharply, her voice sounding a little lost for not being helpful.

"It's okay, I'm not here to eat."

With that said, Albert took out the gift he prepared for the house elf from the leather bag.

"This is for me?" Kara said in disbelief.

"Yes, for you, I disturbed you last term. This is a gift I bought, but I don't know your house-elves' taste very well, I hope you will like it."

"Sir is so kind, so kind!" Kara screamed, and then it bowed deeply to Albert, with tears in its eyes again.

"Why don't you take it apart and taste it?" Albert said to the other house-elves, "Come over together, it won't take much of your time."

"thank you, sir."

"You are so kind."

The house-elf babbled words of gratitude.

"This is my pet cat Tom."

Albert pointed to the fat cat and said, "It's a very stupid house cat and gets lost a lot. I'm worried that one day it will run around the castle and get lost. If you see it in trouble later, please Be sure to reach out and if it doesn't come back to the Gryffindor common room late at night, please help get it back."

With that said, Albert bowed slightly towards the house-elves to express his gratitude.

"Oh, of course you can," the house-elf said rambling.

The house-elves at Hogwarts have a good impression of Albert. After all, Albert respects house-elves and never treats them as slaves.

Perhaps, most house-elves have never eaten chocolate, at least never from wizards.

Seeing that the box of chocolates was divided up, and some house-elves still hadn't eaten it, Albert took out another box, opened it, and handed it to the house-elves who hadn't eaten it.

The house-elf burst into tears on the spot.

"You eat slowly, then I won't disturb you."

Albert took Tom to get up to leave, and several house elves enthusiastically brought the freshly baked pies in front of Albert and asked him to take some back to eat.

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