The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"It seems that you have made new friends!"

Albert walked past Hermione and said softly.

Hermione raised her head suddenly and looked at Albert's distant back with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked suspiciously, following Hermione's gaze.

"It's nothing." Hermione shook her head and looked back. At this moment, she suddenly remembered the prediction Albert had given her.

Before winter comes, you will no longer be alone.

The prophecy has come true!

I did find a good friend.

"You said, does Anderson really predict?"

"Why do you think so!" Harry asked puzzledly. To be honest, Harry basically didn't know what to predict.

"Last time, he told me that before winter comes, I will make good friends." Hermione hesitated a bit, and finally spoke under the dubious eyes of the two.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, both noticed the confusion and confusion in each other's eyes, neither of them understood what Hermione meant.

Maybe a coincidence?

Moreover, is this also a prophecy?

At least, Harry and Ron thought this was not a prophecy.

Prophecy should be something very tall, and both of them feel that way.

"I don't know." Ron hesitated and said to Hermione: "I think he should not be able to predict. It is said that there are very few wizards who can predict the future, but Fred and George think Anderson will predict, you know, They are good friends."

"I've heard people talk about it, and many students think that Albert is just talking casually." Harry recalled what he had heard before and said to two companions: "Everyone thinks Anderson likes to talk about simulations. Ambiguous words to achieve the predicted effect."

Hermione felt that Harry was right.

Of course, Harry couldn't be sure whether Albert would predict.

"Harry, do you remember what Anderson said to you?" Ron suddenly remembered something, looked at Harry and said, "It's the warning."

"What's the warning?" Harry was confused and didn't understand what Ron was talking about.

"Regarding Quidditch's warning, didn't he say you have to be very careful not to make yourself out of the game?" Ron reminded.

"Oh, that!" Harry remembered, and there was indeed such a thing. "But, is that also a prophecy? I don't think it should be. Wood didn't say that the Slytherin students might... make me unable to. Next game?"

"They don't know how your Quidditch is playing, but Albert seems to be sure that you can play well." Hermione recalled carefully and suddenly said, "He seems to have said that this year Gryffindor The team wants to win the Quidditch Cup, there will be some twists and turns."

"Hermione, don't listen to him nonsense." Ron didn't want to worry about this kind of thing at all. He felt that Anderson just said casually. Why did Hermione believe it?

"Albert really said that?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded beside Harry.

"what?"

"Albert really said that we would have twists and turns in winning the Quidditch Cup?" Angelina asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It seems to have said it."

"Harry, you should pay attention to your safety." Angelina looked at Harry and said seriously: "Since Albert said you should be careful, it means that the so-called twists and turns may be on you."

In fact, Angelina didn’t believe in prophecies either, but Fred and George always said that Albert’s words were accurate, and the three of them believed that Albert’s words were likely to come true, so she felt that she believed a little bit. There is always no harm.

Harry looked at Angelina's back and was even more confused. Could he really predict the future?

"Oh, yes, something." Ron suddenly remembered something and whispered to two friends. "A few days ago, I heard Fred and George talk about Snape's lameness."

"Snape is lame?" Harry was very interested in it, and Snape's luck was the source of his happiness.

"They said that before Albert Halloween, they said that Snape would be unlucky enough to see blood." Ron shrugged. "It turned out that Snape was bitten by a dog the next day."

"Snape was bitten by a dog?" Harry asked excitedly. "Why was he bitten by a dog."

"What are you holding, Potter?"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded from not far away. When Harry turned his head, he saw Snape limping towards this side. His face was not very good. Obviously he heard what Harry said. : Snape was bitten by a dog.

"It's Quidditch." Harry showed Snape the book.

"Books in the library are not allowed to be soiled," Snape said coldly, pointing to the cracked biscuits on them, "Gryffindor is deducted five points."

"His leg was really bitten by a dog?"

Harry was dissatisfied with Snape's excuse to deduct Gryffindor's points, but he was even more curious about how Snape was bitten by a dog.

"Where is the dog from school?" Harry was even more puzzled. "Is it Yaya?"

"I don't know. But I think he is in pain, which is great," Ron said gleefully. In fact, he didn't care what was going on~www.mtl.com~ Snape was bitten by a dog, and Snape could contract his day's pleasure.

"Don't forget, there is a big dog in the corridor of the restricted area on the fourth floor," Hermione reminded. She didn't forget the big dog, she was scared enough at the beginning.

"That's it, I know," Harry jumped up, noticing that he had attracted a lot of surprised eyes, and quickly lowered his voice: "Remember when the troll broke into the school on Halloween."

Ron froze for a moment, as if recalling what happened a few days ago.

Harry went on, "We saw Snape walking towards the third floor alone. I dare to use my flying broomstick to bet that Snape definitely put the troll into the castle and wanted to take this The trolls distracted the professors and took the opportunity to go..."

"You mean, Snape wanted to pass by the big three-headed dog. When we saw Snape, he was going to the fourth floor restricted area, trying to steal the thing guarded by the big dog. ?" Ron said suddenly.

"No—he wouldn’t," Hermione didn’t believe Harry and Ron’s judgment. "I know Snape is really unpleasant, but it doesn’t mean he is stupid, and I don’t think Snape. Can steal the things he strictly collects under the eyes of Principal Dumbledore."

"To be honest, Hermione, you always think that all teachers are... saints." Ron had no affection for Snape at all.

"No, that has nothing to do with this matter," Hermione noticed the expression on Ron's face and said helplessly. "Please Ron, use your mind to think about it, why Principal Dumbledore dared to put things in Ho At Gwartz School, wouldn’t it be possible that the principal hadn’t considered this kind of problem and would not take any precautions?"

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