The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After breakfast, the two left the hall together.

On the way to the House of Requirement, Isabel suddenly asked: "Have you ever peeped into Miss Granger's future?"

"Do I look like that person?"

Facing his girlfriend's almost accusing question, Albert shrugged helplessly: I don't have one, don't slander my expression.

"I think that's very much like what you would do."

The two stopped before the giant stick on the eighth floor hit the silly Barnabas tapestry. Isobel turned to stare at Albert’s eyes, poked his chest, and said seriously, "Although you are right Most of your friends are pretty good, but I think you are a little too kind to Granger. You probably don’t know that many girls have noticed this. People who don’t know thought you were going to be that Granger. Miss."

"How did they know that I wanted to be Miss Granger?" Albert deliberately showed a very exaggerated expression.

After being stared at by Isobel for a while, Albert deserves to put away the expression on his face, and asks helplessly, "Well, I'm just kidding, why do they think that?"

"Jealous, probably."

"I think so." Albert looked at Isobel with interest, waiting for her to continue.

"You know a lot of beautiful girls. Louise, Catherine or Valeria who you met a while ago are all very beautiful girls. I don't think you will be interested in a little girl who has barely grown up. "Isobel counted.

"You forgot to add yourself." Albert added.

She didn’t care, and continued: “So, the only explanation is that Miss Granger’s future makes you very optimistic. Making a friend from a young age is different from waiting for her to grow up, reach adulthood, and become friends with each other. The concept of this aspect is your area of ​​expertise."

"It seems that I am a very scheming person in your eyes." Albert couldn't help but joked, "Then what do you think I have for approaching you?"

"Who knows?"

Isabel looked at Albert, who passed through the corridor three times and opened the responsive house smoothly, and said: "Someone always does things with a very heavy purpose."

"My purpose?" Albert stretched his hand to Isabel and said with a smile: "I just want to find myself a beautiful girlfriend who looks pleasing to the eye. After all, beautiful girls are a rare resource in school, of course you have to start. To be strong, lest you be snatched away."

"You have said this before." Isabel reminded. She put her hand on Albert's palm and walked into the responsive room together.

"Yes, that's my purpose. In fact, men are all visual creatures. When you see a girl who is particularly beautiful and has a good personality, you won't miss it easily." Albert gently hugged the girl's waist and placed it on her cheek. After kissing, he said fascinatingly, "So, when I saw you for the first time, I was already staring at you. It took me a lot of thought to finally give the most beautiful girl in school. Soak it up."

Naturally, Isabel would not take this seriously. She still knew exactly what Albert was like, otherwise the two would not come together.

"You really dare to say it." Isobel was a little speechless, even though she knew that some were indeed facts.

"Aren't the girls the same?" Albert said disapprovingly, "I dare say that most girls like handsome boys. As far as I know, Diggory is very popular among girls."

"Why don't you talk about yourself?" Isobel asked with some amusement.

"Handsome, rich and famous men will naturally be sought after by countless girls." Albert said of course. "This is the norm. After all, girls want a romantic prince charming to marry them, otherwise They don’t gather in groups under the mistletoe at Christmas."

Isabel looked at Albert up and down, and asked with a smile: "Prince Charming, do you mean yourself?"

"No, I don't know how to ride a horse."

"According to you, Miss Louise, who is of Veeva blood, is more beautiful and open than me, and she seems to want to chase you down, don't you like her?" Isabel asked curiously.

"I like it. After all, she looks pretty seductive. As long as her personality is not too bad, men usually don't refuse." As soon as Albert finished speaking, he felt that his waist was twisted, and his teeth hurt. .

"Then why don't you go find her to be your girlfriend?" Isabel asked pretentiously, "She must be willing to be your girlfriend herself."

"Because you definitely don't like men with two boats." Albert sighed, "And I don't want to lose you."

"What if I agree?" Isabel said suddenly.

"I never thought I had such a charm." Albert shook his head. "Also, this is not France in the seventeenth century, but no one would be willing to accept the lover."

"You know very well." Isabel's expression became more and more weird. "You haven't peeped into my future, have you?"

"No, I promise. Actually, I basically won't look into other people's futures." Albert stretched out his hand and fumbled in the corner on the right side of the room. He seemed to have grasped something out of thin air. Pulling hard, a vanishing cabinet appeared out of thin air. In front of the two.

"The only time I used it to peek at Harry Potter."

There was a little surprise on Isabel's face, but he quickly showed a dazed expression.

"Young Porter finally defeated the mysterious man at Hogwarts." Albert said calmly: "Later, Porter became the director of the Auror office. In a Quidditch World Cup interview, I was in Potter saw Hermione next to her, she seemed to be...the Minister of Magic."

"Minister of Magic?"

Isabel was very surprised, she knew very well the situation of the Muggle wizard in the Ministry of Magic, let alone climbed to the position of the Minister of Magic.

"Perhaps, who will know about the future?" Albert said meaningfully. "Prophecies are only prophecies after all."

"Sure enough, it really looks like your way of doing things."

Isabel showed such an expression. If, according to Albert’s idea, Hermione really becomes the Minister of Magic in the future, there are obviously many benefits to becoming good friends with the other party. Even if Hermione fails to become the Minister of Magic, make a friend. There is no harm in being a good witch, not to mention that this person is still a good friend of the savior Potter, and Potter eventually defeated the mysterious man. "

"Don't say that." Albert shrugged, "At least, I really want to be good friends with her, and even if Hermione can really become the Minister of Magic, it won't be known how many years later."

"You call this: early investment!" Isabel said, "I know you are good at this."

"If you think so."

"By the way, have you really never seen your future?" Isabel asked suddenly.

"No, I didn't dare to watch it for too long, and I didn't want to do it." Albert shook his head.

"Why?" Isobel was surprised.

"The unknown future is the future," Albert opened the door of the vanishing cabinet and said, "Also, I'm afraid of seeing something bad, so I don't want to peek into my future unless I have to."

"Is it another weird remark of the prophet?" Isobel didn't ask, raised his foot and walked into the vanishing cabinet. "See you later."

"see you later."

Albert looked at the closed vanishing cabinet and murmured, "Invest in advance? That's true."

Hermione was indeed a potential stock in Albert's eyes.

After all, it may be the future Minister of Magic.

Taking care of the relationship is undoubtedly a very cost-effective thing. In the words of a businessman, it is: This is a stable and uncompromising transaction.

What's more, maybe through Hermione, it will affect the next things, and even trigger more panel tasks to gain more experience.

Alas, Isabel sees it so thoroughly that even Albert has to admit that he is indeed a very purposeful guy.

Of course, there are other reasons.

In the past life, Albert still liked the clever character of Hermione. He was naturally willing to be friends with people he once liked, and occasionally give them some help. It would be better if he could make them like or admire themselves.

A little bit of man’s vanity, nothing more.

Regardless of interest, feelings, or heart, Albert really couldn't find any reason not to brush up on Hermione's favorability and enhance the friendship between the two sides.

Facts have proved that Albert's efforts have been rewarded. He and Hermione have become very close friends.

After the Vanishing Cabinet reopened, Albert raised his foot and walked in and appeared in a remote house on the edge of Hogsmeade Village.

Sunlight poured into the hall through the window. Isobel was sitting on the sofa and waiting for him. The house elf had already delivered two cups of black tea.

Albert reached out and took a note from the shelf next to him, and sat down beside Isabel. He threw the note aside, took a sip of the black tea, and asked, "By the way, I'm going to read it together during summer vacation. Is the Quidditch World Cup?"

"The two of us?"

"I can go with your family cheeky." Albert said with a smile, "There will be an Easter party over there tomorrow. I will ask again at that time if I can help get tickets for the finals."

"Mum may not be free."

"It's okay, you can just go with us then."

After going to watch the Quidditch game, the two began to talk about the things in the notes, gradually improving their transformation plan.