The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Before returning to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade, Fred and the others were unwilling to go back obediently, and proposed to go with Hagrid to see his new pet, Lu Wei, but unfortunately they were simply rejected by Hagrid. Up. In order to prevent a few people from running around, the guard of the hunting ground personally escorted Albert back to Hogwarts College.

"Don't let me see you sneaking to Hogsmeade, or I will tell Professor McGonagall about this." Hagrid left this sentence and turned and left.

"You said next time we go to Hogsmeade, should we set ourselves a phantom spell?" Lee Jordan mumbled as he looked at Hagrid's leaving back.

However, Lee Jordan is a bit lacking in confidence. He still hasn't been able to master the more complicated magic spell, if you want to set yourself a magic spell, you need to ask Albert for help.

"It seems that I need to work hard, or I will be thrown further and further by Albert." He thought so.

"That's a good idea." George said regretfully. It's a rare trip to Hogsmeade, and I came back without having fun.

"Where are you going to put this thing?" Fred asked, the thing he said was salt in his hand.

"House of all requests."

"I guess so."

"I suggest you go to the kitchen now and see if there is anything you can grill. We will grill something in the fireplace in the common room later." Albert took out the barrel of Butterbeer from his pocket and handed it to Fern. Reid did not forget to remind him: "Remember to solve the curse before opening the barrel."

"I won't cure the curse." Fred took the butter beer and shook his head. He really doesn't, even the simplest solution to spells is still too difficult for students who have just entered the second grade.

"Then wait for me to go back." Albert took the spot map that Fred had handed over, and when he passed the hall, he was going to separate from the others.

"What if there is nothing to eat in the kitchen?" Lee Jordan asked suddenly.

"Then go get a fish by the black lake." Albert said without hesitation.

"What, are you going to go fishing this time?" Fred looked at Albert in disbelief. They had just returned from Hogsmeade, their faces flushed with the freezing cold wind.

"No, fishing is a hobby. I don't have the habit of fishing in the winter, so I can try to use the flying curse." Albert noticed the strange expressions on the faces of Fred and frowned slightly. Suddenly, he murmured: "Oh, I almost forgot. The British hardly eat freshwater fish."

"Aren't you British?" The three of them couldn't help but want to complain. "Or do you want to say that you actually eat freshwater fish?"

"See you later, remember to bring more food." Albert smiled and walked away.

Foreigners who don't know how to use chopsticks rarely eat freshwater fish with many bones. Well, in fact, they don't know how to eat, after all, the knife and fork are weak when facing the fishbone.

Thinking of this, Albert shook his head helplessly, that is, there are fewer people and more resources. If there are more people and fewer resources, you won't even have to eat freshwater fish.

"At this time, most of the students have gone to Hogsmeade."

When he arrived on the eighth floor, Albert was still cautiously observing the situation on the eighth floor through the live spot map, and he saw a familiar name.

Professor Rowena Smith?

Albert froze for a moment and murmured: "Coincidence, or... he is going to the responsive house?"

After arriving at the responsive house, Albert found that he could not enter and the door had not opened?

"Is there anyone in there?" Albert looked at the entrance of the responsive house and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Professor Trelawney? Or is it Professor Smith?"

"Last year, Professor Broad also seemed to know that there is a room of fulfilment... The possibility of the latter should be higher, then... what does Professor Smith do in the room of responsiveness? What kind of secrets are hidden in it?"

What's the secret of the responsive house?

"Ravenclaw's treasure house of knowledge?" Albert felt that he might have guessed the answer.

After all, Professor Smith and Professor Browder are both from Ravenclaw. If they find that there is a room for all requests and find the secrets in it, it is not difficult to enter the treasure house of Ravenclaw.

"Password, do you want to go in?" The fat lady was already very impatient and stared at Albert angrily.

"Oh, sorry, the password is butter cake." Albert noticed that the fat lady's expression was not good, and said slyly. After the entrance to the common room was opened, I immediately got in. The rest of the room was filled with first and second grade students who could not go to Hogsmeade. They were doing homework, talking, chatting, and playing games.

Albert put the bucket of salt back into the dorm. When he returned to the common room, he found that several people had returned from Fred. They also brought sausages, meat pie, potato chips and a small bottle of cut beef from the kitchen. As for him, he spent a gallon to buy it. The narrow barrel of Butterbeer was placed on the table by the fireplace.

"Look, we got something good from the kitchen." Fred happily lifted the skewer of beef and put it on the fireplace for barbecue.

"Skewer all the other food." Albert drew his wand and waved it at the bamboo skewers to double the number of bamboo skewers.

George and the others hurriedly helped skewer food.

Albert waved his magic wand again~www.mtl.com~ to restore the barrel of butterbeer to its original shape, and then transformed into a glass, filled with four people, Shanna and Angelina, who had attracted attention here, finally Can't help it.

"Where did you get this big barrel of beer?"

"We got a little help from the robbers." Fred blinked at Angelina and said mischievously.

"Barbecue with beer, you will really enjoy it!" Shanna couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he took the butter beer that Albert handed over.

"Thank you." Angelina also took the butter beer that Fred handed over and took a sip.

"It feels a bit strange, I still prefer the taste of Coke and soda." Shanna sipped her butter beer and muttered.

"I didn't get used to it at first." Albert divided the butterbeer among Fred and clinked with them.

The grilled meat and sausages in the fireplace began to exude a tempting fragrance. Several lower-grade students watched this scene dumbfounded and couldn't help swallowing.

Unfortunately, they were not invited.

"It feels good to eat barbecue in winter." Albert picked up the roasted beef and took a bite. The seasoning of the house elf was lighter for him. "It would be better if you could skew some vegetables."

"You have so many requests," George muttered.

"It would be better if the butter beer could be heated." Fred looked at Albert and asked, "Don't you?"

"I'm not omnipotent." Albert couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"I just asked casually." Fred said with a smile, "maybe you really will?"

No one knows how many kinds of magic Albert has mastered, after all, in their opinion, this guy has a lot of things.

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