The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Thanks to the Gryffindor team's outstanding performance in Quidditch, and the important roles Harry and Albert played in solving the secret room incident, the Academy won a huge number of points, resulting in Gryffindor in the Academy Cup. Defending the title with a high score never seen before.

At the year-end banquet, scarlet and gold decorations filled the banquet hall, and the long tables in Gryffindor House were especially lively, and everyone was celebrating the great victory.

Only the Slytherin students and their dean were black-faced, and Malfoy stared at Harry Potter with venomous eyes, not knowing what bad thoughts he was thinking about.

On the last day of the semester, the school announced the test results.

Albert is the undisputed number one this year. Fred and George successfully passed the exams in every class after their hard work.

The return journey on the Hogwarts Express was not all smooth sailing, as Albert had expected.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle couldn't wait, ready to beat Harry.

It's just that they didn't know that Fred and George were also squatting. When Malfoy and his friends ambushed Harry who came out of the bathroom, the two people who had been hiding under the phantom curse "coincidentally" bumped into each other. to this scene.

So, he used the magic he learned from Albert a while ago on the three of Malfoy.

The dazzling light from the spell made Harry unable to open his eyes.

After the light faded, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle lay unconscious in the aisle outside the toilet.

"What happened to them?"

Ron deliberately stepped on Malfoy's body, walked to Goyle's side and squatted down, looking at Goyle's small tentacles with interest, feeling particularly happy.

"It seems that Albert is right, some spells cannot be mixed." George said solemnly, "However, the effect is very interesting."

"Okay, let's not leave them here, it will affect other people." Ron looked at the embarrassed Malfoy, and looked at the toilet in the toilet with malicious intent, obviously wanting to put this man's Put your head in the toilet.

"No, put Mr. Malfoy's head in the toilet, he will drown." Fred said, using his wand to control the three to stand up, and together with George, gave them a loving hug.

"I want to wait for the people who will come in,

Sure to marvel at their relationship beyond friendship. "

With that said, George raised the camera he borrowed from Albert, took a few photos of the three of them together, and said with a smile, "Look, now there's even a proof of friendship."

"Don't forget to erase their memories." Lee Jordan reminded, "Forgetting Curse, who of you can?"

The twins looked at each other, neither of them had used the spell.

"The Oblivion Curse?" Harry asked.

"Just to make them forget what just happened for a while," Fred explained, raising his wand.

"Be careful, don't turn people into idiots."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

"No, that will get you in trouble. Okay, hurry up, it's like being crowded in the toilet." Lee Jordan turned and left.

"Everything is forgotten."

Fred muttered softly, pointing his wand at Malfoy's head.

After using the forgetting spell, the expressions on the faces of the three became more and more confused.

"Very good, very good." He was satisfied with the effect of the Oblivion Charm.

"What happened to them?"

Hermione walked towards this side, looking at the three people in the toilet with stunned expressions.

"It's nothing, let's go, don't disturb their love for each other."

Everyone left the toilet together, closed the door with their backhands, and hung up a malfunctioning sign.

"I think old Malfoy will have an unexpected surprise when he finds his precious son."

"Who wants to play wizard cards."

"I have to return the camera."

"Maybe they were kissing in the carriage."

"Then you should go check it out."

Hermione looked at the three who left together, not knowing what to say.

Looking at Fred who handed the camera to him, Albert asked, "Solved?"

"It's solved, I still have a good photo here, do you want it?" Fred reached out and took the photo from his pocket, ready to hand it to Albert.

"Forget it, that's your grievance." Albert put away the camera and sent Fred away, lest a light bulb would disturb the two of them chatting here.

After the compartment door was closed again, Albert continued to talk about the topic just now.

"So, when You-Know-Who returns, the entire British wizarding community will panic, and Defence Against the Dark Arts items will become very popular. I plan to make a lot of money. Then, plus my family's Muggle education The jackpot in there is a lot of money. Well, the Muggle lottery jackpot is more than you expect, at least a million pounds, and if it is all converted into Galleons, at least two hundred thousand Canadian dollars Long."

"This is a loophole in the Ministry of Magic's law." Isobel never thought that Albert would use this method to make money. "You should know that winning a lottery can only be done once."

"Of course I know these things," said Albert indifferently. "But who really cares about the laws of the Ministry of Magic? The Ministry of Magic won't know about these things, besides, the Ministry of Magic is very busy this year."

"what will happen?"

Albert's hand lightly placed on the crystal ball, his eyes stayed on it for almost a minute, and a portrait of Blake appeared in front of the two of them.

"what is this?"

Isobel frowned at the reward list in the crystal ball.

"Sirius Black's wanted list." Albert said without hesitation: "As far as I know, Black is locked up in Azkaban prison, and his wanted list will appear, which means he has escaped, you know , Azkaban Prison has never been escaped, the Ministry of Magic is sure to be a mess, no one will notice that I use divination to get myself a large sum of pounds. In fact they can't notice because there is no evidence that the Ministry of Magic pays little attention to things in the Muggle world."

"Are all your predictions the result of seeing through a crystal ball?"

Isobel finally understood what Albert's so-called prophecy was about, and she felt that it was no exaggeration to label Albert a liar.

The so-called prophecies are his predictions.

"The content you can see through the crystal ball is ultimately limited. Just like divination with runes, you need to get information from yourself and then analyze it further." Albert said with a smile: "Professor Trelawney is very envious of me, Her divination ability is not as convenient as mine."

"I thought she was a liar."

"Most of the time, she's really a liar."

Listening to Albert talking eloquently, if you don't know his details, you really think he is a liar. But Albert has an intuition that no one else has in certain things. Perhaps prophecy and talent have brought him self-confidence, and he is too confident, although he looks handsome.

Albert cherished his life very much, making Isobel satisfied, at least not having to worry about his own safety in the coming storm.

The topic of the two talked about France, about Nicole Lemay, about the potion of youth, and about things they were interested in.

Time passed unknowingly, the Hogwarts Express gradually slowed down, and the two got off the train together, passed the entrance, and returned to the Muggle world.

Separated on the platform, Isobel wanted to stay and wait for Katrina, while Albert walked out of the station alone and saw Herb talking to someone outside King's Cross.

After seeing Albert, Herb smiled and waved to this side. He took the suitcase and stuffed it into the trunk.

As soon as he opened the car door, Tom the fat cat lunged at him like a ball of meat.

"Long time no see Tom." Albert picked up Tom into the back seat, closed the door, and said with a heavy weight, "Sure enough, I still have to lose weight."

"You said it several times."

"Are you wearing makeup?" Albert asked in surprise, looking at Nia's delicate face. Nia has changed a lot, becoming more and more beautiful, like a porcelain doll, which is the advantage of European girls, precocious, young and energetic.

"Is there a problem?" Nia asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Yes, it's easy to get old if you put on makeup so early." Albert frowned and reminded, "You should exercise more, and your skin will naturally improve. There is no need for makeup, and Isobel rarely wears makeup."

"There is a magic potion on the wizard's side to make the skin better?" Daisy asked suddenly.

"I think you'd better not drink that weird stuff, if you know what those so-called potions are made of," Herb interjected to remind.

At the time, he left a bad impression.

"There were some, but the effect was average." Albert recalled, "I can help you pay attention, girls always like to make themselves more beautiful."

"real?"

"Of course," Albert said. "If you can immortalize people, why can't you be immortal? At least, delaying aging should be able to do it."

"Magic is amazing. If those rich people know about it, they must go crazy." Daisy looked a little excited.

"They won't, because these potions haven't been discovered yet." Albert held Tom high, "Of course, it's true that there are wizards who open beauty shops. Isobel also has research in this area. I'll ask another day. Check her out and let you know if it works."

"Woman!"

Herb shook his head slightly, restarted the car, and drove towards the distant road.

"go home!"

(End of this volume)

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