The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Mrs. Weasley was a little surprised and regretful when he heard that Albert was going back tonight, and then enthusiastically added dishes to Albert five times.

　　 "Mr. Broad?" Mr. Weasley raised his eyebrows slightly.

　　 "Yes, Mr. Bud Brod." Albert didn't hide this, and added: "He used to be a professor of defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts. After resignation, I have had correspondence with him."

　　 "That one!"

　　Mr. Weasley looked at Albert in amazement. He also knew Mr. Browder. He was peaceful and popular, and he was also one of the members of Wesengama.

　　 "Then there is no way." Mr. Weasley said regretfully, he liked talking about Muggles with Albert.

　　 Around 7:30 in the evening, the house elf Noel knocked on the door of Weasley's house on time, and took Albert to Brod, which was still the familiar manor.

　　 After entering the manor, Albert met an acquaintance.

　　 "Long time no see." Albert looked at the red-haired girl sitting on the sofa, raised his eyebrows and said, "By the way, you are still here!"

　　 "I have lived here for more than half a month." Isabel raised his head and looked at the boy in front of him with a smile, "How was your summer vacation?"

　　 "It's okay." Albert was just about to sit down next to Isabel, but he heard a sharp exclamation from the entrance.

"How will you be here?"

　　 Albert's body froze in place, looking back in the direction of the sound, Katrina with two drinks in her hand was standing at the door.

　　 "Oh, it's you, it's been a long time, Katrina." Albert greeted another red-haired girl.

　　 "Strange, you were also invited by Uncle Moge?"

　　 Katrina put a cup of iced black tea on the table in front of Isabel, looked up Albert up and down, and asked puzzledly.

　　 The atmosphere in the room suddenly became weird, and in the end Isobel broke the silence first.

　　 The St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries seemed to be very busy. The mothers of the two sisters couldn’t get out of her body for a while, so Mogg McDoug invited sisters McDoug to the manor for vacation.

　　 In fact, this manor belongs to the wealth of members of the Wildsmith family, and Mogg McDoug can also use it. The person invited is actually Isabel, and the one next to it is just incidental.

　　 Of course, Isobel must know this, and only Katrina is still kept in the dark.

　　 "Well, I was also invited." Albert smiled casually and said, "I won't stay here for too long. I'm probably going back in two days."

　　 "Uncle Mogg is looking for you because of the ancient magic text?" Katrina looked at Albert suspiciously, thinking that she had guessed the answer.

　　Albert was not ready to answer either, he picked up the book pushed by Isobel and began to read it. The more he read it, the more strange it became. He raised his eyebrows and quickly read the entire book.

　　 "How is it?" Isabel asked with a smile.

　　 "When I came last time, I didn't notice this book." Albert recalled the contents of the book, and he felt a little familiar. He didn't know he had read them there.

　　 "Uncle Mogg gave this to me."

　　 "What are you talking about?" Katrina's eyes drifted between the two, feeling that something must have happened between Albert and Isobel.

"However, this theory is a bit outdated now." Albert re-turned the book and murmured, "I feel a little familiar. Well, by the way, "Chawick's Magic" seems Just use this theory."

　　 Of course, Chawick’s magic refers to his charm with spells.

　　 "What are you talking about, what is Chawick's magic, please don't exclude me?" Katrina said a little frantically.

　　 She can understand every word of two people, but she can't understand what they are saying.

"The Magic of Chawick is a textbook for the defense against the dark arts of the Ifamoni Academy in the United States. It is a bit different from our current curse theory... Forget it, if you haven't read this part of it, you must be I don't understand."

　　 As Albert said, he was too lazy to explain. Even if some things were explained, the other party might not be able to understand them.

Compared with British textbooks, the book "The Magic of Chawick" is indeed slightly different. It teaches students some spell-casting skills. Although this part has been eliminated, it is still for most students. Still very useful.

　　 Katrina was a little angry, but Albert was right. She really didn't understand, which made her even more depressed.

　　 After that, the two had a tacit discussion about some learning issues and how to arrange the time for this semester reasonably.

　　 After all, this semester is for people who are going to take twelve courses, and I always have to learn some experience from Isobel, so as not to crash myself.

　　 A large part of Isabel’s words were addressed to Katrina.

　　 Isabel himself is a genius. There is not much pressure to study. Albert is considered a genius when he is open. Studying is even less pressure. The only person who may be under pressure is Katrina, who can barely be regarded as a genius.

　　 After nightfall, Albert separated from the two, and on the way back to his room, he saw the house elf.

　　 Not long after, he saw Mr. Broad in the study, and the old man smiled and waited for his arrival.

　　 "I thought this manor was a very important place for you." Albert looked at the old man in front of him who was not going to invite him to supper, and couldn't help but complain.

　　 "You mean Katrina?" The old man motioned to Albert to sit opposite him.

　　 Albert did not deny either, and waited for the old man's explanation after sitting down.

　　 "You must know something about the Wildsmith family. Actually, these things shouldn't have been told to you so early." Mr. Browd seemed to be considering the words, speaking very slowly.

　　 "Because we are not heirs yet?"

　　 "Well, it does have something to do with this matter." Mr. Broad did not deny it either.

　　 "There is nothing wrong with the statement of heir. However, it may not be the same as you think. What we inherit is not an inheritance, but a surname." He said with a smile.

　　 "Of course, to some extent, this is also a kind of legacy."

　　 "Inherit a surname?" Albert remembered Isabel's letter and asked curiously: "So, am I qualified?"

　　 "Well, how do you say it?" Mr. Browder thought for a while and said, "In our opinion, you and Isobel are both suitable, at least for now."

　　 "That's the way it is now?" Albert repeated, "Isn't the expedition period over yet?"

　　 "Usually ~www.mtl.com~ we will tell you these things after you graduate." Mr. Broad said with a smile, "Well, this time is a special case."

　　 "You know, neither I nor Isobel really cares about these things."

　　 "The pride of genius!" Mr. Browder said with a smile, "Even if you don't inherit the thing, you can get what you want yourself. I understand that, and I did it before."

　　 "Of course, if you don't want this surname, you can only inherit it by Isabelle. Although she doesn't need it, someone will always inherit it."

　　 "Our task is actually to choose the right person and then persuade him to inherit this surname." Professor Broad said, "If you agree, I will tell you about the cause and effect of this matter and some very private things."

　　 "Aren't you afraid of me pretending to agree?"

　　 "Don't be afraid, since you are deemed suitable by us, naturally you will not do this kind of thing, otherwise you will not be considered suitable."

　　 "It seems that your so-called appropriateness refers to many aspects?" Albert raised his eyebrows.

　　 "That's natural, everyone who is eligible to inherit this surname is chosen by thousands of people."

　　 "Thousands of choices? Do you have so many candidates? Don't think I don't know how many wizards there are in the UK." Albert curled his lips and couldn't help but complain.