The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After finishing their Quidditch training, the three of them went to the Room of Requirement to do that damn experiment, which caused them to miss their evening meal and had to go to the kitchen to eat!

Of course, the above are all excuses that several people think of for themselves.

Going to the hall for dinner in the evening, there was indeed very little food left, so Albert discussed with Fred and a few others and decided to sneak into the kitchen for dinner.

After all, the food in the kitchen is hot, and there will be warm house-elves to entertain them.

"What are you thinking?" Fred's mouth was full of fried potatoes, and he was puzzled and puzzled by Albert, who was standing in the air with a knife and fork in deep thought.

"It's nothing, do I want the house-elves to make some hash browns?" Albert ate a fried potato and couldn't help laughing at himself.

"What kind of food is that, Mr. Anderson," a house-elf couldn't help asking.

"Pancakes, a very simple food, Carla." Albert smiled and told the house-elf the recipe, "You can try dicing potatoes and mashing them, then adding eggs, flour, and Mix the other ingredients well, then add a little oil to the pan, put the batter into the pan, and fry until golden brown on both sides."

"If Mr. Anderson likes it, Carla can try it!" The house elf bowed to Albert excitedly.

"Then thank you, Kara." Albert encouraged again: "I believe you can do it."

"Are your so-called hash browns delicious?" Lee Jordan couldn't help asking. After eating his pumpkin pie, he didn't touch any other food, obviously wanting to taste the taste of the potato and egg pancake that Albert said.

They all remembered the last time Albert had the house elf make scrambled eggs with onions and it was delicious.

After a while, the house-elf served the fried potato and egg pancakes.

"You can put some blueberry sauce on it, or your favorite sauce." Albert began to spread some sauce on the potato and egg pancakes, and took a bite, the familiar taste of potato and egg pancakes.

"It's delicious." He whispered

Whether it was Kara or any of the other house-elves, there was a smile on his face.

Albert cut his potato and egg pancake in half, put it on another plate, and handed it to Carla, "Here, you guys also try your own food."

"I'll share my share with you." Lee Jordan cut his own share in half, put it on a plate, and said to the house elf with a smile.

"You can't eat it!" Fred couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Lee Jordan, his mouth was full of potato and egg pancakes, which tasted really good.

"It's really...it's...great, thank you, Mr. Anderson, and this gentleman." Carla's hand holding the plate was shaking slightly. At this moment, not only Kara, but even the house-elves next to her were moved and speechless.

"This gentleman?" Fred wanted to laugh a little.

"If it were you, it would also be that gentleman." Lee Jordan glanced at Fred and George and said angrily.

"Cough, I didn't expect Albert to study food." George coughed lightly and changed the subject. Although I knew it last time. However, what they saw with their own eyes surprised them.

After having dinner and being respectfully sent out of the kitchen by the house elf, Albert suddenly said to the people beside him, "You guys, would it be appropriate if I gave Kara some balls of yarn as Christmas gifts?"

"Why do you suddenly have such an idea?" Fred frowned slightly. There is almost no such precedent in the magic world.

"They can knit some things by themselves. House-elves are good at housework, aren't they?" Albert thought for a while and continued: "Of course, I know that masters can't clothe house-elves, otherwise that means freedom, but it doesn't mean , the house-elves can't get themselves something else, after all, it's not the clothes the master gave them."

"Although you are right, I need to remind you.

George warned. "Don't mess with the house-elves, it'll make them not want to cook and we'll all be hungry!" "

"You seem to have plans for house-elves?" Lee Jordan said suddenly.

"Why do you say that?" Albert asked.

"Intuition." Lee Jordan said without hesitation.

"Well, there is indeed something." Albert simply admitted that he had plans, "After I graduate, I plan to see if I can kidnap a house elf from Hogwarts and let it serve me. "

The three of them all stared at Albert in astonishment.

"I can spend a little Galen, and on the premise of getting the consent of the house elves, I don't think Dumbledore will refuse." Albert added: "You also know that it is impossible for ordinary wizard families to have House-elves, they're great helpers and loyal, and having them as helpers saves a lot of time."

"What you think is shocking," said Fred, covering his face. "However, I need to remind you that most house-elves serve only one family in their lives."

"Of course, there may be exceptions, don't they?" Albert didn't care much about these things, and changed the subject after thinking about it, "Tomorrow is Halloween, and next week we'll go to Hogsmeade together. Well, look Let's see if we can find a black market merchant. I heard Hagrid say that Hogsmeade has a shop called the Hog's Head Tavern, and we're going to find time to go into the woods to look for jumping toadstools. Well, we're going to the library to find out about jumping toadstools. the way it is handled.”

"Isn't it going to raid the old bat's private medicinal material warehouse?" George asked puzzled.

"The raw materials you got from the old bat, do you dare to make a potion and sell it?" Albert looked at George with an idiot's eyes: "If we configure it successfully and take it out for sale, the old bat will soon be Realizing that we did it, if we let the old bat stare, we still have to peel off the skin, you should not want to be targeted by him, right? And, what if there is no private medicine warehouse? Leave everything behind for yourself ,"

"I don't want to." The three shook their heads in unison. If Snape was staring at it, there would be no good fruit to eat.

"Then we're not going?" Fred asked.

"Of course, but I'll do it myself!" Albert explained casually, "I have mastered Occlumency, even an old bat can't easily see through my thoughts, but you can't, you haven't learned Occlumency. You who are skilled, you can't lie in front of the old bat. So, the best way is that you didn't do this."

The three looked at each other, unable to understand Albert's thoughts.

The old bat will definitely not be angry and use Legilimency on students, especially when it is used in a fair manner. In the past, he would only use Legilimency to do some boring things, such as to judge whether a certain student is lying.

However, since you didn't take it, the answer he got from you was naturally yes, and you really didn't take it, because you were just accomplices.

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