The Alchemist of Harry Potter

It was pitch black inside the stone gate, and nothing could be seen.

As soon as they stepped in, a torch was suddenly lit in the room, making the four of them more vigilant, for fear of fighting something again.

In the field of vision of the four, there were two figures sitting opposite each other by the burning bonfire, seemingly chatting about some interesting topic.

The only treasure here is in the hands of the middle-aged man opposite the tall giant. Godric Gryffindor was wiping the silver sword with a cloth, chatting and laughing with the giant opposite.

They were cautiously alert to the two stone statues in front of them, fearing that they would suddenly attack them.

A few minutes later, the statue did not move, and remained there quietly, while the cauldron by the bonfire was steaming.

Albert looked at each other in dismay, and walked towards the stone statue vigilantly.

"Look...that sword!" George exclaimed.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the silver sword inlaid with rubies held by the Gryffindor statue.

To be honest, Albert was actually quite surprised when he saw this sword. He still vaguely remembers that Harry Potter took the Gryffindor sword from the Sorting Hat and killed the snake in the Chamber of Secrets. Strange.

But why is this weapon here now?

"This long sword is really beautiful." Lee Jordan looked at the silver sword and muttered to himself.

"Is this the Gryffindor sword you're talking about?" George asked Albert sideways.

"Well, it should be right, a magic sword made by goblins." Albert nodded.

"Are you going to take it away?" Lee Jordan tried unsuccessfully to remove the sword from the statue's arm.

"Take it away? No, I won't take this sword away," Albert shook his head. "Gryffindor's sword does not belong to me, it belongs to Gryffindor."

"How about taking it back to school?" Fred suddenly suggested excitedly, "Headmaster Dumbledore will definitely give us a lot of points."

"Leave it here." Albert shook his head.

In fact, Albert initially considered taking the sword back, but considering that he received a special contribution award not long ago, he took the Gryffindor sword back at this time.

Dumbledore probably won't give him a special contribution award again.

"Why?" George asked, puzzled. "As long as we bring it back, the points we get will definitely help us beat Slytherin."

"I'm not going to expose this place for the time being." Albert shook his head and said, "I'm going to turn this place into our secret base, maybe it will come in handy."

"It's deep in the Forbidden Forest." Lee Jordan said weakly.

"Apparition," Albert reminded.

"We have no opinion." The twins nodded in agreement with Albert's decision.

"Well, I don't mind either." Lee Jordan said a little regretfully.

"However, it's a pity that I finally got in, but I didn't get anything." George looked at Yinjian and couldn't help muttering.

"Treasure, yes!"

Albert raised his finger and pointed to the dark cauldron on the bonfire, which contained some unknown viscous liquid, a bit like some kind of terrifying dark food.

All four deliberately ignored it.

"Treasure, this is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the cauldron of the giant Devinch."

"The Thirteen Treasures of the British Isles, the cauldron of the legendary giant Devinch?" Fred was very shocked, looked up and down the liquid that was still bubbling with mud-colored bubbles, and murmured: "It is said that this cauldron is only for the brave People cook meat, but cowards cannot use it."

"You mean, we should... eat this thing?" Li Jordan looked at the liquid in the cauldron and couldn't help swallowing, but he had no appetite at all.

Does this make them eat dirt?

"I don't think this joke is funny at all," said George with a straight face.

"Perhaps, this is also a test!"

Albert took out a candy and turned it into a spoon with a transformation spell. "Whoever wants to try it first, even if it is really poisoned, I have a way to send you back to Hogwarts for treatment."

The three of them looked at Albert together and said angrily, "Otherwise, you can eat first!"

"Just a sip." Albert raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just like eating Douwei Beans."

"Okay, I'll come!"

Li Jordan plucked up his courage, and tremblingly stretched out his spoon to the pot of dark cooking, shook a small spoonful, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it against his stomach.

The next moment, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.

"Are you okay?" Fred asked worriedly.

"Shouldn't it be really poisoned!"

"The taste is... surprisingly good!" Lee Jordan blinked and said in shock, "It's the taste of broth."

"Aren't you fooling us!" George obviously didn't believe Lee Jordan's nonsense.

"What am I lying to you about?" Lee Jordan scooped another spoonful and nodded, "It really smells of broth, I feel my whole body warmed up, that feeling is really amazing.

"Maybe, this is the cauldron of the legendary giant Devinci!" Fred muttered, he was about to try it, but was stopped by Albert.

"Wait a little longer and see if there are other effects." Albert was very cautious, worried that he would be poisoned if he ate it.

"I think Betty Botter may have been here." Lee Jordan said his guess, "He probably got inspiration from here."

"Is Betty Potter a student of Gryffindor?" Fred asked.

"should be."

"why would you say so?"

"Every bite is an adventurous experience." Lee Jordan uttered the slogan of Bibi Dawei Beans. "It's Gryffindor, isn't it?"

"Maybe!" Albert was noncommittal, he didn't study in this regard.

After waiting for a few minutes and making sure that Lee Jordan was all right, the three of them tasted the food in the cauldron. It was indeed the taste of broth, as Lee Jordan said.

"It's incredible." Albert murmured, looking at the food in the bowl. After eating, he felt warm and full of strength.

"Isn't it that the silverware forged by the goblin silversmith won't be stained with dust and smudges?" Albert looked sideways at Gryffindor who was wiping the sword, and couldn't help complaining. He reached out and picked up the silver sword from the stone statue, ran his fingers over the ridge of the sword, paused for a moment on the name on it, and muttered, "It seems that the goblin is lying."

"How did you take the sword off?" Li Jordan asked in shock.

Albert ignored Lee Jordan and said mysteriously, "Do you know the story behind the Gryffindor sword?"

"Come on, don't sway your appetite,"

It is said that Gryffindor wanted a long sword that was handy, so he asked the goblin king at the time to be the best silversmith to make a long sword. Later, the goblin king reluctantly handed the weapon to Gryffindor after he had forged his weapon, and then pretended to be Gryffindor who stole the sword from him...

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were all stunned listening to Albert tell the old story.

"So, now the goblin thinks...is this thing true?"

"That's what I've seen in the literature."

Of course, these documents were not actually found in the Hogwarts library, but in Broad's manor, where many ancient documents are really preserved, most of which are manuscripts.

"I didn't expect such a thing." Li Jordan felt that he had really gained knowledge, but then he realized something and asked suspiciously, "Are you fooling us again!"

"I remember Fred's eldest brother working in Gringotts!" Albert suddenly said, "You will know when you go back and ask him."

"The goblins think that everything they make should belong to them, that the wizard pays to buy it, and it is only temporarily rented by the payer. When your descendants don't pay the goblins, it's no better than stealing."

"But why would the goblin make up such a lie?"

"To cover up the truth!" said Albert without hesitation. "The Goblin King couldn't get his sword back because he kicked the iron plate, and Gryffindor threatened the Goblin King with the sword if he was doing that. Kill the Goblin King and his subjects."

"Later, the goblin society began to spread the story that Gryffindor stole the sword. In order to make this lie come true, the goblin king instilled that idea into his people, so as to confirm the fact that Gryffindor stole the sword."

In his previous life, there was a similar country.

"In fact, the Goblin King did it very successfully, but it also caused trouble for the goblins. The relationship between goblins and wizards with that kind of thinking is not good, is it?" Albert said contemptuously, "This piece It also indirectly led to two goblin rebellions in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries."

"Of course, history has been difficult to explore. It is impossible to find out whether the goblin is lying or whether Gryffindor is lying, but I prefer to believe that the goblin is lying..."

"Why?" the three asked in confusion.

"Look at this..." Albert pointed to the handwriting on the spine of the sword.

"Godric Gryffindor."

"Only the goblin silversmith has the craft of processing silver, that is to say, this name was engraved by the goblin king at the time of Gryffindor." Albert said softly, "This sword undoubtedly belongs to Gryffindor. ."

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