The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Click!

A flash of light suddenly lit up in his field of vision. Albert raised his hand to cover his cheek, and looked sideways in the direction of the sound. It was a freshman in the first year with a camera in his hand.

"Anderson, can you give me a signed photo?" The boy holding the camera, after Albert glanced at him, asked uneasily.

"Sorry, I don't like being photographed or autographed."

Albert stretched out his hand to take the picture, and the flame suddenly rose from his fingers, swallowing the picture, a smell of burning began to spread in the common room, and was soon swept out of the window by a gust of wind.

The boy obviously hadn’t thought about it. The photo he just took was destroyed. He looked at Albert with a stunned face. He had never seen anyone who could do such a thing. His eyes lit up and he wanted to ask. What? Just listen to Albert said, "If you want to take pictures, I suggest you go to Professor Lockhart. He likes others to take pictures of himself. You can get some signed photos from Professor Lockhart, maybe There will be girls who are willing to spend money to buy. Of course, the famous Harry Potter is also a good choice, he is much more famous than me."

The boy nodded stupidly, his head was blank. He didn't know what to say, so he heard Albert continue to say: "You can find other people to form a'Harry Potter Admirer Club', Kim Ni Weasley also seems to admire Harry, you can go find her."

The boy was a little dizzy by Albert's words, so he walked away foolishly.

"Harry would be very angry if he knew."

Angelina walked over, pointed at Albert's glasses and asked, "When did you start wearing glasses?"

"Just now, a gift from a friend." Albert pushed his glasses and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It looks more mature than before, and there is a strange temperament." Alia giggled: "It's very handsome, do you think it's Katie."

"Well, by the way, how did you do it just now." Katie asked curiously, and there were many students around who were listening.

"It's just a little trick." Albert changed the subject. "How about Quidditch training?"

"Very bad, I feel Wood is driving us crazy." It was Fred who answered the girls, and he looked sluggish.

"Let us refer to your divination homework." George leaned back in the armchair lazily.

"Unfortunately, I don't need to do homework for my divination class." Albert reminded with a smile.

As the only wizard in Hogwarts School who can use crystal ball for fortune telling, after negotiating with Professor Trelawney, he was exempted from homework. What we need to do now is to absorb the fortune telling from Professor Trelawney Knowledge, expand your knowledge.

In the same example, there are ancient magic texts, and most of the work of Muggle research is also exempted. Although it sounds absurd, this is the privilege of a genius. For Albert, it doesn't make much sense to do these things, it's just a waste of his time.

"It's not fair!" Fred couldn't help complaining, but he also knew Albert's ability, so he just complained purely.

"Compared to this, don't you find that Ginny's situation is not so good?"

Albert turned off the subject and motioned to Fred and George to look away from Ginny Weasley who was doing homework. The girl's face was slightly pale, and the whole person looked sick.

"What happened to Ginny?" George asked anxiously.

"Maybe you have a flu. It's best to take her to Madam Pomfrey." Albert said without hesitation. "You two brothers are very incompetent!"

"How did you find out?" Angelina asked curiously, "Don't you..."

"I noticed it when I met her just now." Albert said grimly.

Of course, Albert would naturally not admit that he was secretly observing Ginny Weasley.

Horcrux does have a very bad effect on the holder. Unlike Quirrell's situation, Ginny Weasley's situation is not that bad, but she does become weak.

Ginny, how are you doing! "

Fred and George were a little guilty, they did neglect their sister, and Ginny didn't seem to have much energy.

Ginny thought she was not ill and didn't want to go to Madam Pomfrey's school hospital. Fred and George had no better way.

"You can ask Harry for help!" Albert suggested casually, "I remember your sister admires Harry very much, maybe Ron should be allowed to take Harry with him."

"You are really exciting!" Lee Jordan walked towards this side, shaking the oil paper bag in his hand and asked: "Right, do you want to eat? How is the training over there."

"Don't mention it, Wood is a training madman." Fred grabbed a potato and egg pancake and complained while taking a bite while it was hot.

"I remember there was no selection of players this year."

"Well, what's the matter?" Alia asked suspiciously.

"When I came back, I heard McLagen complaining to other people about this." Lee Jordan said after sharing the potato and egg pancakes in the greased paper bag among everyone: "He said that Wood only played with acquaintances, and even the selection was straightforward Save it."

"He hasn't participated in training in recent times." George said grimly~www.mtl.com~ The team selection is still needed, at least to reduce the gossip. If everyone does not see the hope of becoming a full member of the team How many people are willing to stay and wait for the players? "Albert shook his head and reminded.

Some things still need to be done on the surface. Albert doesn't care, and it doesn't mean that others don't care.

In fact, this is also related to the fact that the latest players are too young, which directly leads to Wood's no intention of team selection.

"By the way, Albert, those house elves seem to like you very much." Lee Jordan said with a grin: "When I went to the kitchen, I heard them discussing what to give you for Christmas."

"Give me a Christmas present?" Albert raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I never heard that the house elves in the school will give gifts to students." Alia was very interested in this. "How did you do it?"

"That guy is just teasing me." Albert said casually.

"No," Li Qiaodan raised his hand and said solemnly, "I guarantee that every word I say is true."

"Your guarantee is worthless." Fred and George joked in unison.

"By the way, when did you start wearing glasses?" Fred reached out and took off Albert's glasses and put them on himself, "and they are still flat glasses."

"Don't break it. This is a gift from a friend. It is said to be worth a lot of Gallon." Albert took back his glasses and put them on again. "Don't you think it looks more mature to wear glasses?"

"You are mature enough." Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain. His words also expressed the aspirations of everyone present. Albert is indeed very mature, and sometimes it feels that neither side is in the same style.

https://

Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Apex mobile version reading URL: