The Alchemist of Harry Potter

In the morning, Albert opened his sleepy eyes and tilted his head to look at the window. It was raining outside the castle, and the rain hit the windows, making a crackling sound.

"It's raining again." He muttered, rolled over lazily, pulled up the sheet to cover his head again, and prepared to lie down for a while and get up again later.

I don't know how long it took before Albert opened his eyes again, got up from the bed, stretched his waist, put on his clothes, and woke everyone downstairs to have breakfast together.

Every year on Halloween, something new comes to the Hogwarts Great Hall. Of course, bat colonies and jack-o-lanterns are always indispensable decorations.

After greeting the acquaintances at the table, Albert found a vacant seat and sat down while drinking milk tea while flipping through today's Daily Prophet. Chat with Angelina beside her.

Well, the topic has to do with flying brooms, and the Daily Prophet has an ad for the Nimbus Racing Broom Company, which is launching a new broom next year: the Nimbus 2000, Potter's first broom.

"It is said that the products of this light wheel company are very good." Albert asked with a smile, "Do you regret buying it earlier?"

"Not really." Angelina shook her head, she knew it was a joke.

A burst of laughter interrupted the brief communication between the two. Albert raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a large group of enchanted bats hovering over Lee Jordan's head. On the other hand, Lee Jordan hid from left to right and raised his hand to drive away the bats.

"Okay, don't make trouble, it's fine like this." Albert covered a yawn and said heartlessly, which caused Lee Jordan to roll his eyes.

Lee Jordan sat there eating and sulking, and it didn't take long for the bats to fly away like that.

The first class in the morning is herbal medicine class. No one likes to take herbal medicine class in rainy weather, especially in the medicine field outside the greenhouse. When it rains, they are busy in the medicine garden. After a long time, the whole person will feel like It's just as hard to get out of the muddy water.

Fortunately, just repotting the mandrakes this morning.

Mandrake is a magical plant with powerful potion properties, just like last year's Baixian, this magical plant will be used in many ways, especially when it matures, it will be made into a powerful restorative agent.

Be aware that many spells that cannot be dispelled by spells require the use of a powerful restorative agent made from mandrakes to restore them to normal.

Since it was not the first time to repot the mandrakes, everyone had experience and completed the task before the get out of class ended.

Putting the last mandrake back into the basin, Albert checked the task panel and found that the task was not completed. Although it was expected, he was still a little disappointed. Because it means that to really get the job done, you need to own a pot of mandrakes.

Before get out of class, they were told what the next lesson was about: tending to wrinkled figs.

It is also a magical plant with powerful potion properties, and it has certain dangers.

"Let's go, go to Transfiguration class." Fred shook the dirt off his work robe vigorously, cleaned it with a descaling spell, and put on his robe again, ready to go to McGonagall's class.

"Take your time," Albert muttered, and after dispelling his irritability, joined the others to take Transfiguration, one of his best subjects.

Perhaps because of Halloween, Professor McGonagall knew that everyone had no intention of taking the class, so he regarded this class as a review class. In the class, I helped everyone review the Transfiguration that they had learned before, and also told a few tragic cases caused by Transfiguration. I would like to use this to warn everyone that they should be cautious when using Transfiguration magic.

After listening to the story, everyone got goosebumps. The story told by Professor McGonagall is really terrifying and frightening, especially the tragedy of the five-legged monster.

The legend of the five-legged monster originated on the island of Delia, which is now a mystery.

It is said that the five-legged monster used to be a wizard. It is a terrible thing to think that a person has become a terrible monster, and even his thinking has been completely distorted, and he can never change back again.

Although Albert couldn't confirm the authenticity of the five-legged monster story, he thought that the story was very likely to be true, because in this world, many ancient stories are actually true, and there is its Yiping.

"Professor McGonagall, hasn't the Ministry of Magic ever tried to change those monsters back?" Katrina opened her mouth to express her confusion. They all knew that no matter how powerful a transformation spell was, it was still possible to restore the original state through potions, such as Mander. The powerful restorative agent made by Lacao has such an effect.

"They refused." Professor McGonagall shook his head and said, "It is rumored that the people from the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures tried to restore them to their original shape, but those five-legged monsters resolutely resisted to restore them to their original shape."

"Professor, will the deformed creature return to its original state after it dies?" Albert asked suddenly. In fact, there was already a vague answer in Albert's heart.

He had seen the skeleton of the five-legged monster.

"No," said Professor McGonagall.

The Transfiguration class ends in the story.

After class, Albert stopped Katrina and talked about the last bet, which had dragged on for so long that they almost forgot about it.

"The first Quidditch match will start in mid-November, and our bet is on that day." Albert and Katrina walked side by side in the hallway.

The latter looked at Albert with a very strange look, and said in a strange tone, "I thought you had forgotten about this?"

"How come." Albert said excitedly, "Time is running out, are you ready?"

"Time is running out." Katrina glanced at Albert and said lightly, "Winning or losing is not that important to me anymore."

"Uh, it looks like I can save ten Galleons this time," Albert said.

"Save ten Galleons." Katrina's tone became even weirder, "I think you should not be short of money. I heard that Isobel gave you a lesson, and you gave ten Galleons generously, or else You just admit defeat and give me ten Galleons."

Albert's face darkened, and he asked, "Isobel told you?"

"So, it really is ten Galleons?" Katrina said in a complicated tone, "No wonder she paid me that expensive birthday present a while ago."

Albert's face turned even darker when he heard the words. He didn't expect that he would be told by others. This is because he walked too much at night, did he meet a ghost?

"What did she teach you?" Katrina asked curiously.

"Ask her yourself." Albert said angrily.

"She doesn't say it, let me ask you."

Albert was swallowed and didn't bother to answer the other party anymore, because Katrina was just kidding him.

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