The Alchemist of Harry Potter

As long as Professor McGonagall writes a letter to the Quidditch boutique and explains why, I don't think the Quidditch boutique will hide it.

If the Firebolt was really a Christmas gift from Sirius Black to Potter, the other party would definitely not be able to swagger into the Quidditch boutique, and could only order it by mail.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the Firebolt is sent directly to Potter by the Quidditch boutique without anyone else's hand, there is basically no other problem with the Firebolt.

Thinking of Albert's advice, Hermione couldn't help but speed up and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor of the castle.

"Anything, Miss Granger?"

Professor McGonagall opened the door and looked at Hermione standing outside the door with some surprise.

"Is such that……"

Hermione quickly repeated Albert's advice to Professor McGonagall.

"What you said is very reasonable. I will take the time to go to the Quidditch boutique someday. If it is true, it will save a lot of trouble." Professor McGonagall agreed with Hermione's proposal, like buying fire Valuable items like crossbows must be recorded in Quidditch boutiques.

Not long ago, Wood also visited.

Professor McGonagall could actually understand everyone's desire for that Firebolt to bring victory to the Gryffindor team, but she couldn't risk Potter's life.

After her opinion was acknowledged by Professor McGonagall, Hermione felt her heart beat faster and her mood became more cheerful.

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, Hermione turned and left.

The corridors of the castle are long and cold.

Hermione strolled down the corridor, remembering Albert's comfort to herself just now, and sighed softly.

She was well aware of Harry and Ron's personalities and never expected them to be as gentle and dependable as Albert, but sometimes Hermione wished they would be more mature, although it was almost delusional.

To be honest, Albert made her feel more like a confidant than Harry and Ron.

Hermione suddenly understood why Ginny was bewitched by Tom Riddle's diary. It was such a good feeling to have a gentle, reliable and understanding friend.

She also kind of understands,

Why are there so many girls in the school who are so adoring and infatuated with him.

I was luckier than Ginny in some ways.

Professor McGonagall didn't take too long to verify Hermione's guess.

A few days later, Professor McGonagall appeared in the Gryffindor common room, and she immediately attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared, or what Professor McGonagall was holding in her hand attracted everyone's attention.

People crowded around almost at once, asking nonsense about the Firebolt in Professor McGonagall's hand.

"Where's Potter? Who among you saw him?" Professor McGonagall asked, pushing through the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, trying to find the whereabouts of Harry Potter in the common room.

"Harry's not here, Professor Lupin seems to want to teach him how to defend against Dementors." Ron stood up, staring straight at the Firebolt, and couldn't help asking, "Professor, Firebolt Is it all right?"

"Yes, there is no curse attached to the Firebolt." Professor McGonagall nodded, just wanting Ron to pass the Firebolt to Harry, but he felt that it was not very reliable, and looked at Ai who was sitting there. Burt, beckoned, "Mr. Anderson, please give the Firebolt to Potter, and don't let them break the broom."

Albert was a little stunned, and didn't understand what Professor McGonagall gave him the Firebolt. After all, Harry Potter's good friends Ron and Hermione were here, and it was obviously more appropriate to give them to them than to himself.

After Professor McGonagall left, all the students gathered around, obviously eager to see Harry Potter's Firebolt.

"Albert, can you show us the Firebolt, you know, everyone is curious about the Firebolt." Wood reached out and stopped Albert's shoulder, "Before you give it to Harry, you You can put it on the table for everyone to see.

"Oh, of course you can, just get out of the way!"

Albert took out his wand from his pocket, waved it lightly, and turned into two support brackets. Only then did he put the Firebolt on an empty table, and he deliberately placed the sign on the outside.

Next, Albert waved his wand again, propped up a glass-like barrier again, and wrapped the Firebolt inside.

"You can take a look here. If you want to feel the Firebolt, or try to ride the Firebolt, I suggest you wait for Potter to come back and ask for his opinion. I think Potter should I won't refuse." With that, Albert pushed aside the crowd and went back to the chair by the fireplace to continue playing with the cat.

There was a wailing sound in the common room, and many students were complaining that Albert was nosy.

"Thank you, if it wasn't for your suggestion, Professor McGonagall would never have returned the Firebolt to Harry so quickly." Hermione said, holding Crookshanks and sitting beside Albert, looking at the crowd. .

"I think Professor McGonagall will definitely return the Firebolt to Harry before the Gryffindor game. She has played Quidditch before, and she wants the Gryffindor team to win more than anyone else." Te said he took out a packet of dried fish from his pocket, tore the wrapping paper, and handed one of them to Tom, while the other stretched out in front of Crookshanks, shook it gently, and tried to attract it with food. 's attention.

Tom actually dropped the dried fish, stared at the cat in front of him, and made a vigilant sound in his mouth.

"Okay, don't be so stingy, it will be annoying." Albert scratched Tom's head and made it quiet.

Crookshanks stared at Tom, looked at the dried fish again, and finally opened his mouth to take the dried fish and ran to Hermione's feet to eat it.

"Crookshanks seems to like eating this, maybe I should buy him some so he doesn't stare at Ron's mouse all day." Hermione picked up Crookshanks and smoothed it out.

Crookshanks likes to trouble Scabbers, much to Hermione's annoyance. Because of this, her relationship with Ron turned sour.

"No, I don't think it's about the food. Your pig cat is staring at Scabbers." Ron said angrily, "It has a problem with Scabbers, and if you want to kill Scabbers, you should learn how to treat cats like Albert. In a cage instead of letting it roam around the castle."

"And there's nothing wrong with that Firebolt." Ron left angrily.

"Wouldn't that be nice? At least Harry could use it safely."

Hermione looked a little depressed.

"Young people are like this, no one is willing to admit defeat." Albert said to break the depressed atmosphere around him.

"Speak as if you're very old."

Hermione was amused by Albert's words and couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever had a fight with your girlfriend?"

"No." Albert put Tom on the table, watched the interaction between the two cats, and said calmly, "Actually, I don't think it's a big deal to quarrel occasionally, but we all know exactly what we need, so No quarrel at all."

Hermione was a little embarrassed. She knew she shouldn't ask such a question, so she quickly changed the subject and asked, "What if Harry can't master the Patronus Charm in a short time?"

"You should have confidence in Potter, he is the savior of the world, I don't think it can't help him." Albert smiled and comforted.

"I don't think Harry likes being told that," Hermione grumbled, "I've been practicing the Patronus Charm, too, but it's harder to master than I expected, and I'm having a hard time imagining how Harry could be Master it in a short time.”

"Actually, you don't have to worry at all. Dumbledore won't let what happened last time repeat, so even if you can't master the Patronus Charm temporarily, you don't have to worry about running into problems during the Quidditch match." Albert bent down and hugged Tom , continued, "For Porter, learning the Patronus Charm is more about defending against the effects of dementors than preventing them from appearing in the game."