The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Do you know what's in here?" Lee Jordan pointed to a square box on the table. "When I first came in, I smelled the aroma of food."

"I don't know. However, it smells so good, do you want to open it and take a look?" George immediately leaned over and stared straight at the box with the smell of food in front of him with Lee Jordan.

"You said... Could this be the supper that Albert brought us from the kitchen?" Fred guessed, staring at the box in front of him.

"What about others?" George said. "Just ask him."

"Take a hot shower in the bathroom," Lee Jordan reminded.

"Otherwise, take it apart and see!" The three of them looked at each other and said in unison.

The next second, the three of them couldn't help laughing.

George moved the fastest, and immediately reached out to open the box, and a strong fragrance overflowed.

The three immediately brought their heads together, trying to see what was inside.

one dish?

That's right, a dish, weird, never seen before?

But it smells really good.

"I'll try it for everyone first." George picked up a piece with his hand, threw it directly into his mouth, and chewed a few times, "It seems to be an egg, and... those green things seem to be... garlic?"

"Bastard, don't use your hands, there is a fork on the side." Fred shouted dissatisfiedly: "Let me try, I feel that Albert has made something strange again."

"By the way, he did it himself?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Eighty percent of it was made by the house-elves in the kitchen." The twins told the truth in unison.

"It tastes good." Lee Jordan just put the food on the fork into his mouth, and suddenly said, "You said, should we save some for him?"

During the conversation, the food on the plate of the three was empty.

"It seems...it's too late," George muttered softly.

While talking, the door of the dormitory was opened, and the three of them looked towards the door in unison, and put down their forks in unison.

"What's the matter with you?" Albert looked at the three of them suspiciously, his eyes moved down to the opened box, his face twitched slightly, "Have you finished eating?"

"I can't help it," Fred said awkwardly.

"What's this dish called, it tastes really good." Lee Jordan wanted to change the subject, but George reached out and covered his mouth.

"Sorry." The three said in unison.

"Garlic scrambled eggs." Albert said calmly.

"garlic……"

"...Scrambled eggs?"

Speaking of garlic, Fred couldn't help looking at the pot of garlic on the window, and then the expression on his face froze.

How did my garlic go bald!

"Garlic...could it be?" Fred asked, pointing to the plate of garlic from which the leaves had been cut off.

"Um."

"You made it... into a dish?" George looked at the bare flowerpot, not knowing what to say for a while.

"I see that you are very happy to eat." Albert said angrily: "Don't worry, spring has arrived, and the garlic will soon grow sprouts again."

The three were immediately speechless.

By the way, this dish...it's really good!

Lee Jordan coughed lightly and asked curiously, "You made it yourself?"

"I asked the house-elves to help fry them." Albert said with emotion, "Those little guys are not bad at craftsmanship. I wonder if I can take one from Hogwarts and go back to help with the housework after I graduate."

"Mom always wanted an elf to help us cook, do laundry and do housework," George mumbled. "Unfortunately, I don't have one at home."

"Don't even think about it," Fred explained. "Only the old wizarding families, and the rich ones, have house-elves."

"I don't have one either." Lee Jordan shook his head.

"Perhaps, it's enough to pay enough Galleons? The house elf must have a source, well, write it down first." Albert took out his little notebook and recorded it.

"You shouldn't..." All three looked at Albert suspiciously.

"As long as there are Galleons, most problems can be solved," Albert explained. "Okay, let's not talk about that, and help me do an experiment."

"What experiment?" George asked.

"Throw the pillow at me." Albert raised the wrist with the wooden bracelet.

"Are you sure?" The three of them grabbed their pillows and threw them at Albert, but the pillows seemed to hit a layer of strange things and spread out.

"How did you do it?" The three of them gathered around, curiously asking how Albert blocked the pillow out of thin air.

"This..." Albert took off the wooden bracelet and said, "I made a unique amulet with an iron armor spell that can resist evil spells and items, and it can also effectively drive away black magic creatures."

"I always think you're fooling people again." Fred took the wooden bracelet and looked at it carefully and asked, "However, it is undeniable that it is really a magical thing. Could it be the effect of the strange symbols on the wooden bracelet?"

"I'm not sure yet." Albert shook his head, "This thing requires many attempts."

"It's me this time." Fred said, "How does it work."

"Wear it on your hand, or hold it in your hand," Albert said uncertainly. "It should all work."

"I threw it." George threw the pillow at Fred, and the effect was triggered again, and the pillow bounced off.

"That's cool, you've made something amazing." Lee Jordan was shocked. "I think there's going to be a bunch of people wanting this stuff. You think... when someone's going to cast a spell on you, you just Raise your hand and you can block the curse, which is pretty cool."

"It's my turn next, try the curse to see if it can really bounce the curse." George shouted at Albert excitedly, "Use the Obstruction Charm."

"There are many obstacles." Albert motioned a few people to get out of the way, then picked up his wand and danced. Before the spell hit George, it seemed to be blocked by something, the spell bounced back, and Lee Jordan beside him was affected. People were knocked out and knocked on the bed.

"Bastard, it hurts." Lee Jordan clutched his back and kept complaining, "You must have done it on purpose."

Lee Jordan had just seen George's bastard reach out and turn the spell on him.

"It's cool, it's just awesome."

"It's unbelievable."

The twins looked at each other and said in unison, "This thing will definitely sell several Galleons."

"You bastards, pull me here," Lee Jordan complained.

"Sorry, I'm too excited." George said apologetically, "Are you alright, I really didn't mean it just now."

"Now, it's my turn to test." Lee Jordan took the wooden bracelet, got up from the ground, and shouted at Albert excitedly.

"Passed out." Albert also wanted to test the limit of the Iron Armor Charm on the wooden bracelet, so he didn't refuse Lee Jordan.

It's just that Lee Jordan's luck seems to be so bad, he was directly hit by the stun spell, and the wooden bracelet has no effect at all.

Holding the wooden bracelet, he passed out.

"The protection of the bracelet failed?" Fred asked curiously.

"It may be the limit." Albert walked to Lee Jordan's side and squatted down, guessing. "After all, this is just a test product, it's normal to encounter this kind of thing."

"I think... Lee Jordan's luck is not very good today." Fred looked at his comatose roommate with a look of schadenfreude.

"Now, what to do?" George asked. "Can you wake him up?"

"I think it's better to let him sleep like this until dawn," Albert said.

"I think so too."