The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After the game, the Gryffindor students flocked to the center of the court to surround the Gryffindor players who hugged each other, and gave their own cheers, blessings and applause for this hard-won victory.

In the audience, Albert gave his blessed applause, and then turned his eyes to the edge of the court again. Professor McGonagall was hurriedly walking towards Mar, who was frightened by Harry Potter’s patron saint, and fell to the ground. Fu and a group of people walked.

"I dare say that Marcus Flint's defense against the Dark Arts must be very poor." Albert said with a smile to Isabel beside him.

"why would you say so?"

Katrina also didn't leave immediately, but also looked towards the edge of the court.

In fact, most of the audience is paying attention to the changes on the edge of the court, and Hogwarts School has never lacked students who are willing to see the unlucky Slytherin.

"If Marcus Flint knew about Dementors, he wouldn't be fooling around with Malfoy, let alone such a farce." Albert said as he looked at the people struggling to crawl out of their cloaks. "We also went over to see what Professor McGonagall was talking about. It's rare to see her look so anxious."

"You guy... go by yourself!" Katrina ignored Albert and left the court with Isabel's arm.

The anger seemed to take away some of Professor McGonagall's sanity, and she was yelling at Malfoy's group.

"Conspiracy to frame the Gryffindor team's seekers, indecent and cowardly and despicable means. You will all accept the penalty, and you will have to deduct fifty points from Slytherin College."

As soon as Albert got closer, he heard Professor McGonagall's voice.

Many students came to watch. It was obvious that Malfoy and his group, who had just been struggling to free themselves from the black cloak wearing the turban, were taught by Professor McGonagall. Many people felt very interesting. For this reason, the gloater no longer few.

"Congratulations. After all, Marcus Flint is as stupid as ever."

Truman didn't know when he came to Albert's side, he also looked at the scene below with interest.

"Flint is the surname of a family of pure-blood wizards." Albert motioned to Truman and said as he walked. "Their family is very rich and there is no need to worry about work, so it doesn't matter if it is stupid."

"You have a lot of research on the magic world. However, some Slytherin pure-blood wizards are indeed a bit stupid, perhaps because of their close relatives." Truman made no secret of his dislike of those guys, "Of course, there is a little bit You’re right, those guys are rich, and it doesn’t matter if they are stupid. Pureblood is their characteristic anyway, and he doesn’t have to worry about his future life at all."

Truman is about to graduate from Hogwarts School, and he has some knowledge of the magical world.

In the magic world, Muggle wizards cannot get unlimited money to Gringotts to exchange for Kanon. This means that most Muggle wizards will become very poor once they step into the magic world.

"What are your plans after graduation?" Albert asked softly, "Do you want to work in the Ministry of Magic?"

With Truman's excellent results, it is not difficult to enter the Ministry of Magic.

"With this consideration, you, um, needless to say, I guess you are not interested in sitting in the office." Truman and Albert have been writing letters for many years, and he still understands the character of this genius. He smiled and asked: "Aren't you good at divination? Help me figure out what job to choose, don't tell me to pay for divination, I don't have a gallon in my pocket."

"You have two Gallons in your pocket." Albert unceremoniously prodded the other party's lies.

"Hahaha, I really deserve to be Albert, alas! I'm also worried about where to go after graduation. Maybe I really have to work for the Ministry of Magic. I can't give up my status as a wizard, but I heard that Muggle wizards usually mix in the Ministry of Magic. It's not very good." Truman sighed and said, "Hey, I really envy you."

"The Magic Law Enforcement Department is more promising, but it's generally not well-connected. I suggest you go to the Muggle Mediation Committee or the Muggle Liaison Office. I think the work there should be easier for you." Albert gave Truman an idea, "Most wizards usually don’t like that job too much, and it’s hard to do it. You have an advantage in this area. You can join the Muggle Research Society by the way, Keredi Bubba. Professor Ji is one of the members."

"You wouldn't be one of them!" Truman asked jokingly.

"No, but I know Wilhelm Wigworth, the president of the Muggle Research Society." Albert said: "We often have correspondence. I can introduce you to you. I think he will be very happy. You join them."

"I didn't study Muggle studies." Truman was a little embarrassed, but he still thanked Albert.

"It's okay. I also know people from the Muggle Mediation Committee or the Muggle Liaison Office. I can recommend you to go there, practice first, and then become a full-time assistant. If you want to, it should be fine." Albert actually understands Truman. Why not choose Muggle studies, this course looks like that to him.

Truman didn't answer immediately, as if he was thinking about accepting Albert's kindness.

"However, there are not many ascending channels," Albert reminded with a blink of an eye: "But it is still friendly to Muggle wizards, and there are still some invisible benefits."

"I do."

After Truman thought for a while, finally decided to accept Albert’s kindness, "If there is anything I can help in the future, you can come to me, although I think you probably don’t need me. But thank you so much."

In fact, Truman still kept in touch with some seniors who graduated from Hufflepuff College, and naturally knew what was going on at the Ministry of Magic.

If you don't have contacts and qualifications, you will only hit a wall everywhere when you enter the Ministry of Magic. If you want to climb up, you have to spend time, and you may not be able to get up.

As for the good results at Hogwarts, it will at best make you a better entry into the Ministry of Magic, but that's all.

"Give you a kind advice." Albert said suddenly: "If the situation is not good, when it is time to run, run immediately, don't hesitate."

"Run off, what do you mean?" Truman was a little confused, completely unaware of what Albert meant.

"You will understand later, and it won't be long before you see signs." Albert smiled and blinked.

"Really, is this a common problem of prophets?" Although Truman complained, he still kept it in his heart. He felt that something was going to happen, otherwise Albert would not remind him to run away if the situation was wrong.

At this moment, Percy and Penello passed by the two of them, talking and laughing and walking towards the castle.

Their relationship looks very good, and Percy's brain is finally normal, and the stakes should have been settled.

"We have talked about that Percy is also going to enter the Ministry of Magic!" Truman looked at Percy and said to Albert, "However, I think his excellent results are more suitable to become an Auror."

Truman didn’t say something. He actually felt that Percy was snobbish and liked to deal with powerful people. If he develops in power, he will definitely break up with his current girlfriend and marry a pure-blooded wizard girl to help. Go further by yourself.