The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Isobel didn't care too much after hearing Albert talk about selling the formula for the redness and swelling remover. She didn't really care about the issue of Garen.

At the beginning, when he gave up being the heir to Wild Smith, he had already given up a large amount of wealth.

"When will you launch the redness and swelling remover version." Isobel has always wanted to complain about this name. Albert's naming level is really average, and most of the things he makes are named this way.

"Not yet."

"Not yet?"

Based on what she knew about Albert, she didn't think that Albert would easily give up the redness and swelling remover. Just earning Galleons was undoubtedly a loss-making business, and Albert was never a person who liked to suffer.

"There will be a redness remover version in the future," Albert said without hesitation.

"As I guessed." Isobel leaned over and kissed Albert's cheek, and walked towards the door of the Room of Requirement with the packed schoolbag.

"It's time for me to go, remember to call me if you need it."

"I will."

Albert took out his pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at the time. After Isobel left, he took out the time converter and set the time back an hour.

After leaving the Room of Requirement, Albert walked directly towards the hall. Lee Jordan was already eating, his mouth was full of beef, he greeted Albert inarticulately, and continued to eat.

"What about Fred and George?"

Albert gave himself a large bowl of goulash and sat down on the chair next to Lee Jordan.

"The Gryffindor team has a Quidditch practice today." Lee Jordan swallowed his food and said sympathetically, looking overhead. "They're not very lucky."

Albert knew what the other party's bad luck was referring to. Recently, it has been continuous rainy days, and it is still raining on the ceiling of the hall. Quidditch training in rainy days is undoubtedly very hard.

"Well, it's hard work."

Albert responded, stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth, and ate it silently.

"I'm going to the library, see you later." Lee Jordan hurried away after dinner.

He didn't go to the library to study hard, but because he had not finished his homework this week. If he didn't work hard to do his homework now, he would have to stay at Hogsmeade in mid-February. School is doing homework.

The Weasley brothers are in a similar situation. Because of Wood's special training, they also accumulated a lot of homework. I'm afraid they won't have time to go to Hogsmeade next time.

very pitiful.

Not joining the Quidditch team was the right choice.

Just after dinner, Albert happened to meet the Gryffindor team who had just returned from training to the castle as he passed through the hall.

George was in a bit of a miserable condition. He was filthy, as if he had just been fished out of the mud. If Filch were here, he would be happy to charge them with defilement of the castle.

"Falled off the broom?" Albert asked jokingly.

"How did you know I fell off the broom."

Albert was immediately speechless,

Did you really fall off the broom?

"Did it fall on purpose?"

"No." George lowered his voice deliberately, as if to say a very scary thing, "I heard Wood say that Snape was going to be the referee, and accidentally fell off the broom."

"That's really bad news."

Albert didn't feel Snape being the referee. He took out his wand from his pocket and helped George clean up most of the mud from his body.

"He's definitely going to find an excuse to deduct points for Gryffindor!"

Not only George, but other people's faces are not very good-looking.

"This matter is very unfair. I really don't know what Professor McGonagall thinks. Does she really believe that Snape can preside over the game fairly?" Fred couldn't help complaining.

Expecting Snape to be fair is better than expecting Snape to hand out candy to everyone on Halloween.

"Any good advice?" Wood asked Albert.

"Give

How about adding some laxatives to the food, so that the old bat can't play the game that day. ' A wicked smile appeared on Albert's face.

"That's a good idea." Fred and George almost raised their hands and feet in agreement. In fact, the rest of the team, except Wood, agreed with Albert's plan.

"Stop making trouble," Wood interrupted.

"I think you should end the game as soon as possible, so that Snape doesn't have much time to favor the Hufflepuffs." Albert reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder. "You need to cheer up."

"I want to catch the Snitch as soon as possible," Harry said helplessly. "It's just that the Snitch is not that easy to catch."

"Okay, don't think too much, today's dinner is very rich, there is beef stew with potatoes, if it's late, there will be only potatoes left." Albert reassured casually, and prepared to go back to the common room. , I was too full to eat tonight, too lazy to do other things.

"Let's go to dinner first!"

Wood used a drying spell to dry off the water on everyone's bodies and went straight to the lobby, they didn't want to miss dinner.

On the way back to the common room, Albert ran into Hermione, or Miss Granger was waiting for him there on purpose.

"You want to ask about the old parchment?"

When Albert saw Hermione appear, he had already guessed what the other party wanted to say.

Hermione's thoughts were seen through, and she nodded slightly embarrassedly.

"I have already translated it, and the parchment records the manufacturing method of the magic stone." Albert glanced at the figure in the corner, and the corner of his mouth twitched happily.

What a coincidence!

Professor Quirrell originally planned to walk away, probably after hearing Albert mentioned the Philosopher's Stone, and then changed his mind and walked towards them.

Hermione asked in confusion. "The Philosopher's Stone, what is that?" "

"You can go to the library to find information yourself." Albert took out a prepared parchment from the deformed lizard's belt and handed it to Hermione.

"thanks."

Hermione took the parchment, flipped through it hastily, and went directly to the library to find the information on the Philosopher's Stone.

Professor Quirrell, who had eavesdropped on their conversation, also left in a hurry.

The formula of the Philosopher's Stone was a strong temptation for Quirrell, who had the idea of ​​the Philosopher's Stone.

Quirrell of course also knew how precious the Philosopher's Stone was, and he also knew that the Philosopher's Stone couldn't be easily made by himself, but everything needed a little hope, and he didn't mind taking the time to try it.

So, when Albert met Hermione again, she had forgotten about the Philosopher's Stone, and the parchment that recorded the formula of the Philosopher's Stone had disappeared.

Undoubtedly, Quirrell quietly took the recipe for the Philosopher's Stone from Hermione, and cast an oblivion spell to make Hermione forget about the Philosopher's Stone recipe.

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