The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Found the cat?"

George heard a sound from the door and turned to look at Albert who had just entered the room.

"found it."

Albert pulled out a towel from the seat and wiped the dust off Tom's footpads before putting the cat down and considering whether to prepare a cat climbing frame for him.

I have never used this thing at home. It is very simple to use magic to make a cat climbing frame at school, but I don't know if it can withstand Tom's weight.

"Right, there's one more thing."

Albert rubbed the cat's head while talking to his three roommates about Harry and Ron's preparation for a duel with Malfoy.

"That nasty little brat from the Malfoys?"

Fred and George looked at each other, and both understood their thoughts in each other's eyes, and just used this incident to teach Malfoy a lesson.

"Duel? They're not you." Lee Jordan said with interest: "It's been a while since freshmen entered school, and at most they will use their wands to shoot sparks at each other."

"I dare say that if they waved their wand and they didn't respond at all, they would throw the wand and punch the other person, just like the last Truman duel, where you beat the guy first." Lee. Jordan was very interested and wanted to watch this matchup.

"No, we can't leave them alone, let alone let Harry and Ron suffer." Fred and George said righteously, "We should give Harry some support and teach Malfoy a lesson."

"Don't be stupid, this is probably a trap, Malfoy will probably let Harry and Ron pigeons." Albert stretched out his hand to cover a yawn and rolled his eyes at the three eager to try, "They will probably be caught by Filch. Catch the lockdown, that's what Malfoy is for."

"Aren't you going to go?" The three of them looked at Albert in unison.

"No, I'm sleepy, good night." Albert was ready to go to bed.

As for what his scumbag roommates wanted to do, they didn't want to care anymore. Playing hide-and-seek with Filch was boring.

"Okay, then we'll go by ourselves." Fred was a little disappointed.

"Good night."

Albert picked up Tom who was about to climb to the bed,

Put it back in its own kennel.

The next morning, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all had dark circles under their eyes, looking tired but smiling.

As soon as the three woke up, they began to introduce Albert to the great achievements of the previous night. Not only did they help Gryffindor House avoid a massive deduction of points, but they also played hide-and-seek with Filch, using the screaming inflatable skeleton bought from the Joko store, and played each other hard again.

What happened last night was a great victory for Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

Yes, a great victory.

The only regret is that Malfoy couldn't be ripped off. They were discussing this just now, how to teach that sinister guy a lesson.

For this reason, the three had to ask the more sinister and smarter Albert.

Dragging Malfoy down the toilet and beating him with his head in the toilet certainly wouldn't do.

In the end, Albert's idea for the three was to blast the toilet while Malfoy was using it.

The idea was undoubtedly well received by the Weasley twins, who had the idea of ​​blowing up a toilet and hit it off.

If one day, when Malfoy was using the toilet, the toilet suddenly exploded, how would he react? It was very interesting to think about it.

As for how to put it into action, it remains to be discussed and planned.

The four were not in a hurry, it was still a long time anyway.

...

"I suspect Filch knows who did it." Albert was smearing jam on his own slices of bread, and Filch watched the whole time when they entered the restaurant, and Harry and Rowe also enjoyed the attention. kindness.

Filch also apparently knew who was wandering around the castle last night, but he didn't catch anyone, much to the displeasure of the caretaker.

"He has no evidence to do anything with us," George said to Lee Jordan beside him. "Give me the peanut butter."

The latter didn't pay attention and was eavesdropping on the conversation between Harry and Ron. This guy prefers to eavesdrop on gossip news.

"That thing is either extremely precious or extremely dangerous." Ron ate absently, completely oblivious to the eavesdropping on them.

"Or both," said Harry.

"What's so precious and dangerous?" Fred asked, covering a yawn.

"What's that next to you?" Ron changed the subject.

"New wizard cards." Fred said after looking at the results last night, which were three wizard cards prepared for other academies.

"Can you give us a copy?" Harry also wanted to see the cards of the other members of the wizarding deck.

"No, Harry, this is for the members of the club, you are not members of the club yet, unless you are willing to join the wizard card club." George smeared a thick layer of peanut butter on his slices of bread, took a bite and said, "Sure, you can go to Lee Jordan to sign up."

"Do you want to join? There will be activities during the weekend break at the end of each month." Lee Jordan introduced with a smile, "This year will hold the second wizard card competition. Although the prize has not yet been determined, it will definitely not be better than last year's champion. The prize is ten Galleons difference."

"Wow, you are so rich!" Ron opened his mouth in surprise.

"You're wrong, it's not that we have money, it's Albert who has money." Fred pointed to Albert and said.

"Can we participate too?" Ron was moved, no one would have a hard time with money.

"Yes, the wizard card game is open to the whole school, even if you don't join the club, but if you don't join the club, you will usually be brushed off in the first round." Lee Jordan reminded kindly.

"Why?" Ron asked innocently.

"Of course it's because of losing," Fred said naturally.

"Harry, let's join too."

"Can Quidditch training?"

"Don't worry, it won't affect it." Li Jordan reassured. If Harry can be pulled in, more students will join in curiously. This is a fast sign!

"You broke into the corridor of the restricted area on the fourth floor yesterday, right!" Albert said in a low voice, "Last time, Klauen was almost bitten off his leg and is still in the hospital now."

Harry and Ron stared at Albert in disbelief.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were equally curious, a little wondering how Albert knew about it.

"The things that are strictly guarded inside are Dumbledore's treasure, not yours." Albert warned, "Don't make fun of your own life."

"I think he's right." Neville sat across from Harry with a plate. As one of the participants in last night's **, he just wanted to stay away from the big dog.

"Can I join the Wizarding Card Club?" he suddenly asked Albert.

"Of course you can." Lee Jordan greeted the boy who lost the toad. "You will find the wizard card is very interesting, and it is more interesting to play games with others."

"How do you know, we went to the restricted area on the fourth floor?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"That thing is either very precious or very dangerous." Albert repeated what Ron had just said, "Only the treasures in the restricted area on the fourth floor are the best fit."

At this moment, Harry felt like he was asking a stupid question.

Neville returned with a box of wizard cards.

"Fred gave it to you?"

Ron's expression was very ugly, and his two brothers were unwilling to give him a copy.

"No, he said that he made up the number temporarily. After I am familiar with the wizard card, I will find someone to help make a copy." Neville explained.

"You know him?"

Harry took the card and asked Neville, who was sitting next to him with a plate.

"I met on the train. At that time, Mr. Anderson helped me find Leif." Neville had a good impression of Albert, and Albert himself had a good reputation and good character in Gryffindor. Good grades and a genius.

"By the way, Harry, I heard someone say that Mr. Albert helped Gryffindor House win a Quidditch trophy when he was in first grade." Neville now worships Albert a little. .

"That one also made a prophecy about you."

"I thought you stopped talking to us." Ron's tone was very unfriendly, and he didn't like Hermione's character very much.

"What prophecy?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I heard that Mr. Anderson said last year that you will be in Gryffindor Academy and become a Gryffindor Seeker." Hermione, who had been stinking, ignored Ron and said to Harry. .

"Could Albert predict?" Ron looked at Albert who was talking to other college heads.

"It's a fact, he did say so. I don't think there is any doubt about that. He is a genius in every field. It is said that he has published many articles in various magazines, and he has also co-authored an ancient magic book with others. Paperwork." Hermione also admired Albert a little. No way, the other party is too powerful, it is simply another replica of Dumbledore.

In school, except for a few guys who don't like Albert, almost everyone has a good impression of him, genius, approachable, friendly, polite, quiet, hungry for knowledge, and willing to help others if he has time .

Of course, it was even more so in the eyes of Gryffindor, who knew that Albert often gave the house extra points. In addition, there are two mischievous Weasley brothers for comparison, and Albert's image is even more prominent.

After Albert distributed the three sets of wizard cards to the heads of other academies, he turned his head to look at Fred who stabbed him in the ribs.

At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the slender package carried by six long-eared owls, and everyone wanted to know what was in this package.

A few owls finally circled down and landed right in front of Harry Potter, and finally dropped a letter. Harry read the letter and hurried away with his things.

"What do you think is in the package?" Fred turned his head and asked Albert.

"It should be a broomstick. You can guess the size of the package. It is estimated that Professor McGonagall bought it for Potter." Albert looked at the teacher's seat, and Professor McGonagall was looking here.

"What kind of broom do you think it is?" Lee Jordan asked again, looking at the disappearing backs of Harry and Ron.

"It is estimated that the Nimbus 2000 has just been released. Do you want to bet?" Albert looked at the three roommates around him with a half-smile.

"Forget it." Lee Jordan shook his head and refused. Don't bet on a losing game.

"very nice."

"I want too."

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