The Alchemist of Harry Potter

As November entered, the weather became very cold.

Every morning, as long as you look forward from the frost-filled window upstairs, you can see Hagrid, who is wrapped in a moleskin coat, sweeping snow at the Quidditch stadium with a big broom. Preparing for the odd game.

"Albert, do you think we can beat the Slytherin team today?" When Fred just poked his head out of his sweater, he asked a little nervously.

George and Li Jordan, who were doing their own things, also looked sideways, hoping to get the answers they wanted from their friends.

Albert pretended to be contemplative, and after a long time he slowly said: "If you can win, Harry Potter should be able to catch the Snitch and usher in victory. You know, I have a high opinion of Potter."

When the three heard Albert's words, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The sentence just now at least increased the probability of the Gryffindor team winning by 30%.

"Haha, I knew it would be like this." George walked over, slapped Albert's back excitedly, and then glared at him severely before he retracted his hand in a jealousy.

"I look forward to seeing the face of the Slytherin team after their defeat. It's really interesting to think about how they would lose to Harry Potter." Lee Jordan did not forget that the Slytherin students learned of Ha After Lee was selected to the Quidditch team, how did he ridicule him in the arrangement.

When a few people left the dormitory and came to the common room, Angelina, Alia, and Katie were going to the restaurant to dine together.

"Girls, let me tell you a good news." Lee Jordan said to the three with a smile: "Albert thinks our seeker will catch the Snitch. If I don't want to explain the game, I must find a chance to start the game. Make a fortune."

"Why don't you call me, it's really sad."

A voice came from not far away. It was Kenneth Toller who was talking. He walked over quickly, and enthusiastically reached out his arm around Albert’s neck, "You mean, Harry Potter will catch Kim. Snitch, right! So, do you want to start a gambling game with me, and the profit is divided into half, how about?"

"I'm more interested in betting, you know." Albert took Kenneth Toller's hand from his shoulder.

"Of course, if you want to start a bet, I don't mind betting on you."

"Oh, dear Albert, don't you know that no one at Hogwarts wants you to bet?" Kenneth Toller was not embarrassed, "unless, you take off that lucky title. "

"I can find someone to place a bet."

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were all snickering nearby.

"Oh, don't, don't do that, you will mess things up." Kenneth Toller was a little discouraged. Although he didn't want to admit it, the **** Albert didn't make a bet again. After losing money, I really don’t know how he did it.

If Albert places a bet on him, he has to let him accompany all Garon in his pocket.

"I can take out five Kalong and help you share a little risk."

"Well, I agree with your **** idea. 30%, I will give you 30% of the profit. As long as you don't bet on my side, give me a hint by the way, and everyone who has money can make it together."

Kenneth Toller agreed and took away Garon from Albert's hand.

"You can go to Slytherin, you know, I think Harry will catch the Snitch and win for Gryffindor. Slytherin students will definitely think that their team will win the game, at least They will be willing to spend a bit of Garon to support their academy.

"This is a good idea. Harry has just joined the Quidditch team. He has not been in contact with Quidditch for a long time. Not many people are optimistic about him." Kenneth Toller nodded and asked shamelessly: " You are predicting when Harry can catch the Snitch."

Albert ignored the **** and went to the restaurant with everyone.

The restaurant smelled of grilled sausages, and every student was looking forward to the wonderful game between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

How many players will be sent to the school hospital in what form has always been one of the main topics that everyone likes to talk about.

Of course, the famous Harry Potter has also become a hot topic among people.

While Albert was eating sausages, he saw the **** Kenneth Toller holding a pre-made box and ran to the long Slytherin table to ask if anyone would bet.

His odds for the Slytherin team were much higher than Gryffindor, and he succeeded in annoying a group of Slytherin students. Many people were already preparing to make Kenneth Toler pay them all their underwear.

When Kenneth Toller came around in a circle, he told Albert a good news. Most people were not optimistic about Harry. The Slytherin seekers would be the first to catch the Golden Snitch. There are a bunch.

"But, are you sure Potter is really okay?" Kenneth Toller secretly glanced at Harry Potter's position and asked a little uneasy.

No way, the savior did not look confident, no wonder the Slytherin students didn't like him.

Of course, Kenneth Toller also succeeded in drawing hatred for Harry.

"No problem," Albert said, eating the grilled sausage.

"It's okay. Don't cause me to be collected by others." Kenneth Toller tapped the amount in the box. More than 20 people bet that Porter couldn't catch the Snitch. It's already over twenty gallons.

"You have to believe in me, and you have to believe in Porter. We will definitely defeat the Slytherin team today." Albert said confidently.

"Really?" Shanna looked at Albert suspiciously, took out a Sico from her pocket and handed it to Kenneth Toller. Fendor Academy."

"Okay, okay, but you know, my odds for Gryffindor are not high here." Kenneth Toller murmured, and he simply recorded it on the signature, and tore it in half. After Shanna, she continued to find someone to place a bet.

"I'm just waiting for you to take me to a fortune." Shanna shook the note paper in her hand and said with a smile.

"If you want to make money, you need to get a few more Gallons." Albert despised Kenneth a bit. The guy's odds for the Gryffindor team were only 0.7.

However, most of Gryffindor’s students have no opinion, and only think it is Kenneth’s support for the college.

"Someone on the Slytherin team is also opening a gambling game." Truman walked over to Albert, put his arm around his neck, handed a paytable to Albert, and said with a smile: "You said Who will win?"

"Harry Potter will win." Albert thought about taking out five Gallons from his pocket. "How much are you going to press?"

"Two gallons, I don't have money with you, and... you will make others lose and refuse to pay back." Truman took two gallons away.

"I think five gallons should still be within the range they can bear." Albert thought for a while and said, "They probably think you are being taken advantage of."

"I'm willing to be taken advantage of. Anyway, how sure you are, I can rely on this time to make a fortune." Truman said in a low voice.

"I'm ready to press five gallons."

"Harry Potter caught the Snitch, right?" Truman repeated.

"Yes." Albert headed.

"Okay, waiting for my good news." Before Truman left, he smoothly touched the three Gallons Albert had put on the table.

"You're very generous." Shanna said with a smile, regretting that she hadn't bet with me just now.

"Why don't you make money if you have money, especially the bad luck for those watching Slytherin." Lee Jordan feels great, and he just made a bet with Gallon.

However, not as generous as Albert.

No way, the **** Kenneth Toller refused to let them bet on the grounds that they must have been Albert's instructions, and the two were also helpless. Unexpectedly, someone at Slytherin planned to start a gambling game. Fred and George were naturally happy to pressure their team to win the game.

Slytherin also welcomes them to place bets.

"Who started the gambling over there?" Albert asked, raising his eyebrows.

"It's Marcus Flint, Slytherin's Quidditch captain, a dumb and stupid guy. That guy asked a few other Slytherin players to start a bet."

It was Fred who was talking. He saw Albert's eyes ~www.mtl.com~ shrugged and said, "I just bet, a Gallon."

"Is his family rich?"

"The Flint family certainly doesn't lack money." It was Alia who was talking, and she followed the twins to place a bet just now.

"I thought you would bet more."

"What if he doesn't pay the money?" George murmured, and if he had to forget it, he would deliberately delay the payment.

"It's good to be fainted and get back." Albert said without hesitation: "If he is unwilling to pay the money."

"You actually pressed two Gallons." Ron has been eavesdropping on the conversations of several people, looking at Fred and George with incredible eyes. It is really hard for him to imagine that these two guys are willing to spend a lot of money. Note.

"Ron, isn't it short of money? You can also bet with us, which is considered support for Harry." Fred said, looking at Ron with an incredible expression.

"If I have money, I don't mind." Ron said dryly. He really didn't have much money, and he didn't want to take a chance to gamble.

"The opportunity to make a fortune calls you, don't you, don't blame anyone." George shrugged and looked at Harry: "You should be a little confident in yourself. Albert said you can catch the Snitch and bring us Come to victory."

"Well, I bet too, I bet I will win." Harry murmured, taking a Gallon from his pocket and handing it to George.

"Harry." Hermione looked at Harry reproachfully. She felt that gambling was not a good habit.

"You won't lose money. Albert has never lost a bet. Lucky Albert is not screaming." Fred grabbed Garon and walked towards the long Slytherin table.

At this moment, Ron suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling, as if something was leaving him.

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