The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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After school started, Albert's life was busy and fulfilling.

In addition to showing his face in the professors' club, he also specially visited Professor Flitwick to talk about the International Wizarding Duel Competition, and by the way, he sent a few photos taken after winning the championship, and thanked Professor Flitwick for his help.

Professor Flitwick is very pleased that his favorite student has become the youngest duel champion, and he can brag and show off with photos for many years in the future.

The night before Saturday's holiday, Albert set aside a few hours to tutor Katrina in Defence Against the Dark Arts in the Room of Requirement. The rest of the time was spent by Isobel's side, living a warm world belonging to the two of them.

They chatted a lot about things at school, and spent a fairly pleasant weekend together, and the plan to prepare the Flux was officially started.

Isobel became interested in the fortune-telling agent. Although the luck potion could not bring real luck to people, it could greatly improve the user's abilities in all aspects. Maybe one day, a flash of inspiration would break through the existing bottleneck and succeed. already?

Unfortunately, happy times are always very short. After having dinner together on the weekend, Albert kissed Isobel goodbye and returned to Hogwarts Castle.

As soon as he got back to school, Fred, George and Lee Jordan came to him immediately and talked about the changes that happened when he was no longer in school.

Peeves repeats his old tricks, and has a bad hand on the new professor's cutlery. Umbridge vomited and had diarrhea after eating, and the scene was out of control for a while.

"You didn't let her fall halfway?" Albert looked at the three of them in amazement. He felt that if Umbridge fell, put **** on his pants, and died in public, he probably wouldn't have the face to stay at the school to teach.Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on N(o)vᴇl(F)ire

"We thought, but this fact was too sudden, and we didn't have time to react." The three of them looked a little disappointed and missed such a great opportunity.

"Umbridge is probably going crazy!" Albert scratched Tom's chin and the back of his neck, and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, Umbridge was almost mad. If he didn't hold back... he would probably become the laughing stock of Hogwarts." George suppressed himself from laughing.

"Toad had a big tantrum and she suspected someone had added food to her, but there was no proof," Fred added.

"I guess she wanted to break her head, but I never thought that Peeves was targeting her." Li Jordan couldn't hold back his laughter any longer.

Albert comforted Tom, who was startled by the three, and asked, "Who is the suspect?"

"Harry." George lowered his voice.

"Are you sure it's not that Umbridge is targeting Potter on purpose?" Albert's expression was weird, and it was really hard for him to understand what Umbridge was thinking.

"This afternoon, Peeves put a gas ball under Umbridge's chair cushion, locked the office door, and blocked the keyhole," Fred explained. Ready to confine Harry. As soon as Harry sat down, he squashed the gas bomb under the cushion of the chair. Umbridge and Harry were almost smoked to death in the office. In the end, Umbridge used the Blast Charm. , blasted the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and the two escaped from it."

"So, she suspects Potter is up to something?"

"right."

"Harry thinks Umbridge is messing with him," Lee Jordan whispered. "Harry is very calm, he deliberately makes a big deal of things, and even finds Professor McGonagall, and ends up in Umbridge. The poison gas egg was found under the cushion of the chair, and it even revealed that Umbridge used black magic tools to punish the students."

Everyone knew what Umbridge was like by now.

"Professor McGonagall was almost **** off," George said in a low voice. "I've never seen her so angry."

"Potter didn't retaliate."

"Of course, Umbridge left the principal's office, was stunned, stuffed his head in the toilet in the girls' bathroom, and was finally found by chance by a Hufflepuff girl."

Umbridge insisted that Harry attacked her, secretly avenging her.

Amazingly, Harry was doing his homework in the common room at the time, and there were a bunch of people who could testify against him. "

"Compound potion?" Albert guessed the reason.

The three of them laughed rather unscrupulously.

Peeves undoubtedly exerted his ability to make trouble, playing new tricks with the toys Albert gave him, and it took only a week to toss Umbridge a lot, but Potter was unlucky and was innocently affected. .

"When do you think Peeves will get Umbridge out?" Fred asked curiously.

"Shouldn't we expect Umbridge to last longer?" said Albert meaningfully. "She's a source of joy."

The four of them looked at each other and laughed slyly.

Yes, a source of joy.

Of course Umbridge didn't know, there was a group of bad-hearted guys ready to watch her jokes.

Umbridge, who was tormented by the eerie strange noise all night, really couldn't understand why he encountered all kinds of strange things. Could it really be the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at work?

I can't blame Umbridge for thinking this way. She's had a lot of bad luck lately. Take last night as an example. She remembered that she had to close the window before she went to sleep, but when she woke up in the middle of the night, she found that the window was actually covered in. The person opened, and what made Umbridge even more horrified was that terrible noises kept coming from outside the window, scaring her that she didn't sleep well all night. When he woke up in the morning, Umbridge came to the teacher's seat with dark circles under his eyes, and he almost couldn't keep his old fake smile.

The sky was grey and thunderous, as if something bad was about to happen.

Umbridge sat in her seat, staring suspiciously at the contents of the plate. Since the last time she vomited and vomited, she suspected that someone had added something to her food.

Of course, Umbridge doesn't have any proof, because everyone eats the same food, and she's the only one who's at fault.

On the faculty chair, the professors were chatting about the news of Albert's victory. Professor Flitwick's face was filled with an unconcealed smile, and he passed pictures of Albert's victory to other professors.

Umbridge had an even worse appetite when he heard that the professors were going to turn the picture of Anderson's title into a photo album and put it in the Hogwarts prize room to display Albert's brilliant achievements, and An urge to gag.

"Is it really necessary to do this?"

Umbridge thought it was very absurd. She carefully tasted the food on the plate and swallowed it after confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

The last time he vomited and had a stomach upset, Umbridge was sure there must be something wrong with what he was eating.

If there is a problem with eating next time, she must keep the food and have it tested to see if anyone has poisoned her food.

For her to catch the guy who poisoned him, she'd have to fire him, break his wand, and put him in Azkaban.

Just when Umbridge was delusional, there was a sudden uproar below, and a group of students gathered around the long table in Gryffindor, not knowing what they were discussing.

When Umbridge was about to go over to see what was going on, Professor McGonagall next to her interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh, yes, Anderson asked me to ask you a while ago if you would like to be made into a wizard card." Professor McGonagall asked when Umbridge stood up.

"what?"

Umbridge looked warily at Professor McGonagall, who had not had a good time before.

"A card game, very popular at Hogwarts."

With that said, Professor McGonagall took out a very delicate card from the pocket of his robe, handed it to Umbridge and said, "It's probably like this."

Umbridge looked suspiciously at the delicate card, which showed Professor McGonagall holding several books and a wand, and in front of it was a goblet that had been turned into an owl.

"I just heard that this year's Wizarding Cards game is ahead of schedule?" Professor Sprout said. She has a similar wizard card and likes it too.

After all, not many wizards can be printed on chocolate frog cards.

"Do you have them too?"

"The professors at Hogwarts basically agreed," explained Professor Flitwick. "No one would miss an opportunity like this, would they?"

Before Umbridge could answer, more than a dozen owls suddenly flew into the hall, and several of them flew towards the teacher's chair and threw a large package in front of Umbridge.

Among them, a few owls flapped their wings and landed on the dining table, squeezing each other, trying to be the first to hand over the envelope, and incidentally ruining Umbridge's breakfast.

The change in the teacher's seat quickly attracted the attention of the students below.

When Umbridge got the letters from Owl and opened one of them, something amazing happened.

The letter seemed to open its mouth, and it actually started to scold Umbridge, saying how she was so embarrassed to be a professor at Hogwarts, and also scolded Dumbledore by the way, thinking that the school and the Ministry of Magic were doing this as a No responsibility for Hogwarts students.

Of course, before Umbridge had finished reading the letter, he pulled out his wand with a dark face and burned the letter to ashes.

However, what made Umbridge even more angry was that there was a burst of warm applause from below.

While Umbridge was furious, she was horrified to discover that the envelopes had begun to burn, like roaring letters.

Except, of course, a letter from the Ministry of Magic, which after Umbridge picked out of the stack of envelopes, waved his wand and tried to blow up the burning letters.

The professors around Gu Qing felt bad, and moved to the side one after another, so as not to be affected by the innocent.

In fact, they did it very well.

The letters exploded directly on the table with a bang, and a dark cloud of smoke began to spread around, completely shrouding Umbridge.

The students who were having breakfast below were all stunned by this scene, and looked at the teacher's chair shrouded in black mist in shock. Even a few professors were whispering, gossiping about what just happened.

The black mist soon disappeared, and Umbridge reappeared in front of everyone. Her round face, except for her yellow teeth and eyes, was painted with a layer of pitch black, which was slightly curled. The brown hair, at this moment, has turned into a fluffy explosive head.

"Her hairstyle is so chic." Shanna glanced at the few people opposite her indistinctly.

"It seems that Umbridge must have offended people badly." Angelina looked very excited. Seeing Umbridge's bad luck recently has become a source of happiness for everyone.

There was a murmur of murmurs in the hall, and everyone was debating who was trolling Umbridge.

The professors looked at their colleagues with twitching eyelids, and they all moved away from the dining table. The packages that had been placed on the table were trembling slightly.

As long as you have a little brain, you can guess that there is definitely not a good thing in the package.

No professor was willing to try it himself, and Umbridge's embarrassed appearance reminded them that these pranks were aimed at the new professor.

The next moment, the package was bombed directly into the sky with a "boom", which shocked everyone in the hall.

People were horrified to find that a large number of toads were pouring out of the package.

Some of the toads actually jumped on top of Umbridge.

what!

Umbridge's scream resounded through the sky.

"These toads seem to like Umbridge!"

Albert looked at the toad that jumped to his feet, raised his hand, and changed it back to its original shape. It turned out to be a photo of a toad cut from a newspaper.

At this moment, Umbridge was almost overwhelmed by toads, but no one was willing to lend a helping hand to her.

Just when everyone thought the prank was about to end, Umbridge's voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

"My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

"My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

Umbridge's voice rang three times, as if to verify this sentence, Umbridge, who was drowned by the toad, suddenly disappeared with a "pop".

Where Umbridge was standing, a pink toad suddenly appeared.

Once again, everyone in the hall was stunned. They never thought that the beloved Professor Umbridge would turn into a pink toad in front of them.

Omg!

This thing is like a dream.

"It's so similar!"

I don't know who opened the mouth, and I immediately got a chorus of echoes.

"Whoever came up with this idea is amazing!"

"That man is definitely a genius."

"Take a quick photo, whoever has a camera, take a quick photo."

"puff!"

"Hahaha!"

"I can't help it, hahaha!"

"It's so funny, hahaha!"

"No, let me laugh for a while, hahahaha!

After someone started to take the lead in laughing, the others finally couldn't hold back any longer.

The hall was suddenly filled with joyful laughter.

Looking at Umbridge, who had turned into a pink toad, Harry put several tranquilizers in his mouth to prevent a slip of the tongue, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising. Everyone could see that Harry Potter was in a very high mood. Okay.

As insiders, Ron and Hermione naturally knew what was going on with Umbridge. In order not to let themselves laugh, they held back their laughter until they felt uncomfortable.

Fred and George didn't have such concerns. They reached out and slapped the table hard, laughing extremely badly.

"Ah! No, I feel like I'm about to die of laughter." In the end, the two of them slumped on the chairs with a sore body.

Even the professors didn't stop him, and none of the professors took the initiative to help Umbridge remove the transfiguration spell on his body.

If it wasn't for the seriousness of the professors, maybe the professors would have laughed too.

Professor McGonagall's face twitched, and he seemed to be hesitating to help dispel the magic, but Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout didn't seem to want people to break the beautiful moment. After discussing with Professor McGonagall whether people should use detectors Check students' packages and make sure they are safe before handing them over to students.

As for Professor Snape, when he saw the pink toad jumping towards him, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He resisted letting himself draw out his wand, and gave the pink toad in front of him a stun spell.

Just as Snape raised his wand and was about to help Umbridge lift the Transfiguration Curse, he suddenly heard a soft pop, and the pink toad actually changed back to Umbridge's appearance.

only…

Umbridge's current posture is...a bit hot.

Looking at Umbridge in the frog leaping pose in front of him, Snape was startled and stepped back several steps, almost knocking over the chair behind him.

The other professors were also stunned by Umbridge's hot eyes, and they quickly reached out to cover their mouths, preventing themselves from laughing.

The students didn't have the restraint of the professors. After seeing Umbridge's leaping pose in front of Snape, burst out with laughter, and there was a happy sound in the hall. laughter.

Umbridge, who had been tossed around a lot, suddenly rolled his eyes, fell into a pile of toads, and passed out.

"you…"

The muscles on Snape's face twitched violently, and finally Professor Flitwick waved his wand to summon a stretcher, put Umbridge on the stretcher, and sent him to the school hospital to receive Madam Pomfrey's treatment.

Still, the professors felt that Umbridge needed not physical therapy, but mental therapy.

The professors were also whispering about what had just happened, and they were equally curious as to who was bothering Umbridge.

It's not common for wizards to make Umbridge so obvious that they can do that.

"Cough cough."

Professor McGonagall coughed lightly, signaling everyone to help clean up the mess.

Just when Professor McGonagall was about to wave his wand and grab those toads, he heard a series of puffs, and the group of toads on the ground turned into pictures cut out from newspapers.

However, this photo is divided into three parts. In addition to the photo of Umbridge's leaping frog, there are also a photo of a pink toad and a photo of Umbridge's black man.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew, and the photos on the ground flew everywhere.

After many students discovered the wonders of those photos, they picked up a photo for collection.

This is definitely Umbridge's dark history.

"No way, I almost died of laughter!" Lee Jordan appeared out of nowhere, distributed the photos he picked up from the ground to his friends around him, and said to everyone with a smile, "I'm sure, this Things can be talked about for years.”

"More than many years." Albert said softly, looking at the photo in his hand, "We should let all generations of Hogwarts students remember Umbridge's heroic deeds."