The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Gryffindor is still reeling from the victory over Hufflepuff, and as long as they beat Ravenclaw again, Gryffindor could win the Quidditch trophy.

At present, Gryffindor has a high probability of winning, as long as Slytherin beats Ravenclaw, or they can beat Ravenclaw, the trophy will eventually belong to Gryffindor.

At breakfast time, Charlie sat across from Albert, studying his Quidditch tactics. Fortunately, Charlie had already finished breakfast and left, otherwise Albert and the others wouldn't know how long they would have to listen to him nagging.

After Albert ate the sausage on the plate, he said to Lee Jordan next to him: "Next time, when you have breakfast, stay away from Charlie. These Quidditch captains are going crazy. It's horrible."

"What did you say..." Lee Jordan replied smoothly, and then the fruit in front of him began to emit thick black smoke.

"Cough, what the hell are you doing!" Albert was choked by the thick smoke and coughed again and again. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and looked in the direction of the black smoke. He thought there was a fire, but he found the smoke It came out of the fruit at Lee Jordan's desk.

"I just...cough cough." Li Jordan was choked and coughed again and again, and the black face was even darker.

The fruit was still smoking black smoke, and Lee Jordan had to use an empty bowl to turn it upside down on the table and cover the smoking fruit inside, but the black smoke would still overflow from under the bowl.

"Wow, such a thick black smoke, what did you do?" George opened the upside-down bowl lid, and black smoke rushed out, attracting the attention of a group of people.

"I just wanted to see if I could restore the bitten fruit." Li Jordan scratched his head embarrassedly. "As a result, I was distracted just now, and it became like this."

"Is there any way you can get rid of the smoke?" Lee Jordan cast a helper look at Albert.

"Stop the curse." Albert took out his wand, tapped the smoking fruit with the tip of the wand, and used a universal anti-curse on it.

The fruit was no longer emitting black smoke, but it had turned black all over, as if it had been burned to a coke by the fire.

"What spell did you use just now," Albert took a fork and poked the fruit lightly, which soon turned into a pile of charred gray carbon.

"I don't know either." Li Jordan was still confused.

"By the way, what spell did you just practice?" George picked up some ashes,

Rubbing his fingertips, he asked.

"Repair Curse." Lee Jordan explained honestly.

"You can practice by tearing up a piece of newspaper yourself." It was the first time Albert saw someone use a fruit to practice a healing spell.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't read the newspaper today, and asked, "Who of you saw my Daily Prophet today?"

"Here I am." Fred handed the headline of the Daily Prophet to Albert, who was now reading the Quidditch column.

"What's the front page news?" Albert took the newspaper and opened it.

"I just read the front page, Cornelius Fudge is the Minister of Magic," said Fred. "It is said that the new Minister sends a bunch of owls to Dumbledore every morning to talk to him about the Ministry of Magic. thing."

Albert opened the Daily Prophet, glanced at the news on the front page, and suddenly said, "He's a very smart guy."

"Why do you say that?" George was puzzled.

"At the beginning, Fudge may have no confidence in his own abilities." Albert said without hesitation, "and Dumbledore's voice is much higher than others. Fudge wants everyone to know that his decision is related to Dumbledore."

"Doing this can reduce the prejudice in the magic world, give him time to slowly adapt to the position of minister, and let everyone see that he is working hard to be a minister. In fact, Fudge's reputation after taking office is not bad."

"Over the next few years, Fudge will become more and more confident. This is a process, and no one can be the Minister of Magic right from the beginning."

"It makes sense." Fred nodded in praise.

Later, Albert knew what Cornelius Fudge was like.

Albert's evaluation of Fudge is: being fascinated by power and wealth.

The 4-year electoral system is actually quite reasonable.

If Fudge was conscientiously serving as Minister of Magic for four years, and then stepped down and replaced him, Albert believed that Fudge would definitely be well received at the Ministry of Magic, and even if he didn't become Minister of Magic, he could have a good job.

It's a pity that the Minister of Magic is basically a lifetime tenure, except that he doesn't want to do it himself, or is ousted from power.

"A mouse turns into a snuff box, have you mastered it?" Shanna interjected abruptly: "I heard that the Transfiguration exam will bake this question."

"Four months until the final exam." Fred folded the newspaper, glanced at Shanna and said, "Don't make a fuss, we still have a long time."

"I heard that if you get too bad in the test, you will be repeated by the school!" Shanna warned.

"I've never heard of anyone being relegated." Fred shook his head and said, "As long as you spend some time before the exam, you will never be relegated."

"Are there really people who have been relegated?" George was very interested in this topic.

"Who is it?" Lee Jordan was also curious.

"should not."

Albert frowned slightly. He remembered that a certain Slytherin student had been repeated, but he didn't want to get into it at all, as long as he didn't get repeated. "

"I really envy Albert, this guy will definitely get a high score in any test." Lee Jordan said resentfully, he hadn't mastered turning a mouse into a snuff box.

"I really envy Albert, this guy will definitely get a high score in any test." The Weasley brothers repeated in unison.

"Shut up and get out." Albert scolds.

"Cough cough." Someone coughed.

Albert turned to look at the visitor and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"The next event will be changed to 3:30 pm next Saturday, don't remember the time wrong." Isobel reminded.

"Why did the time suddenly change?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"The new issue of Transfiguration of the Day is on sale over the weekend, and Professor McGonagall is going to take the...

...Anyway, just don't remember the time wrong. "

"Oh, I see." Albert nodded.

"How is Professor McGonagall's club?" Shanna asked curiously.

"It's difficult." Albert thought for a while and said, "It's all about expanding knowledge. Professor McGonagall also encouraged us to write letters to experts in this field and maintain friendly contact."

"You wrote it?" Lee Jordan asked.

"Don't ask." George said suddenly.

"Why?" Several people were puzzled.

"I don't want to..." Before George could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Albert.

"Don't worry, you can't hear it, no one will reply to me." Albert said calmly.

"Not really."

"Who do you expect to value letters from first-year students?"

"You're not angry? Don't you care?"

"I don't mind." Albert said calmly, "When I become the winner of the Most Promising Rookie Award for "Transfiguration Today", they will reply to me."

"You can see clearly."

"You haven't... gone?" Albert turned his head, saw Isobel sitting behind him, and was immediately speechless.

"Let's go, there are two herbal classes in the morning, don't be late." George got up and reminded.

The four of them stood on the way to the greenhouse, looking at the heavy rain outside and asking, "Did you bring an umbrella?"

"Did not bring."

Several people looked at Albert in unison.

"I have mastered the summoning technique, so it doesn't matter if I don't bring an umbrella." Albert took out his wand and waved it, and the tip of the wand instantly turned into an umbrella.

"Then what do we do?" Fred asked.

"Come over in the rain." Albert walked towards the greenhouse with an umbrella.

After the three of George looked at each other, Qi Qi ran towards Albert, and the four of them gathered under an umbrella and crowded towards the greenhouse.

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