The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Finally home!"

In the scorching summer, Albert appeared on Tibe Avenue with a suitcase, looked up at the resident of No. 19, and suddenly had a good feeling of being home.

After returning to England using the port key, he retrieved his wand and other magical items from Mr. Bud Broad, declined his invitation to dinner, and hurried home.

It's just that Albert never thought that he would have a closed door when he went home.

The rest of the family didn't know where they were going. Albert, who had no keys, faced the iron door that blocked himself from the front, and was stunned for a while.

Then, he took out the lock-picking tool from the deformed lizard skin bag and picked the lock on his own door.

Prying your own door is definitely a very novel experience.

Albert threw the suitcase in the hallway, walked directly into the kitchen, took a bottle of soda from the refrigerator, and poured a gulp into his mouth.

When returning to the living room to blow the air conditioner, find a pinned note under the remote:

Albert, we're going to play at your grandpa Luke's for a few days, and Tom and Shera took them too. If you come back from abroad and we haven't come home yet, remember to eat on time and call us if you have anything. - Daisy.

"Really!"

Albert turned on the air conditioner, laying on the sofa to blow air, ready to sleep for a while, and it felt like something was wrong there.

The door is locked, what's the use of leaving a note?

so……

Albert went to the yard, turned over a stone, and took out a key from the bottom of the worked stone.

"Forget it, the weather must have made me dizzy." Albert reached out and patted his head. He felt that he needed to lie down and rest for a while.

Using the door key is really uncomfortable.

When Albert woke up from the sofa, it was already dark, he turned through the refrigerator, and finally had to ride his bike to the nearby supermarket to buy spaghetti.

Well, it's actually the so-called cube face.

This stuff is not popular in the UK, it can only be left in the corner to eat ashes in the supermarket.

As for why you don't eat instant noodles, you can only say that the instant noodles in the UK are really unbearable.

Albert made himself an egg sausage pasta and toasted some crunch for an after-dinner snack.

After dinner, call Herb directly, they won't be back tomorrow.

Nia was on the other end of the phone and asked if Albert had brought her any specialties.

Wizarding snacks in America are, well, not much different from Muggle snacks.

Although reluctant to admit it, the life of an American wizard is closer to that of a Muggle.

Of course, American wizards also sell some specialties, but the Magic Congress of the United States strictly controls this, so their Wizard Street is not as lively as Diagon Alley in the UK.

In order to bring gifts for his family and girlfriend, he also specially asked Kathleen to take him to Wizard Street in the United States, which is also called the American Wizarding Secret Exchange.

The Secret Exchange of American Wizards is located in a deep underground entrance in a narrow alley somewhere in New York. It has been widened by magic, and it is said that there are several hidden entrances, all of which have been spelled to drive away No-Maj.

Before entering, you need to be confirmed by the graffiti portrait at the entrance before you are allowed to enter Wizard Street.

It has to be said that the defense of American wizards against No-Maji is even stricter than the prison's defense against prisoners escaping.

After briefly cleaning up the dishes, Albert sat on the sofa and tried to get in touch with Isobel, who had not spoken to the other party for several days.

Unfortunately, Isobel did not respond to him immediately.

After waiting for a long time, Albert could only put away the double-sided mirror, took out Catherine's mirror, and tried to get in touch with the other party.

Well, he's just bored and wants to find someone to chat with.

It didn't take long for Kathleen's delicate face to appear in the mirror.

"good evening!"

Albert was a little surprised. He just tried it, but he didn't expect to actually get in touch.

"night?"

On the other side of the mirror, Kathleen looked out the window with doubts in her tone.

"Oh, I almost forgot, the UK is five hours faster than the US!" Albert casually found a topic to chat with, such as the possibility of turning American peppermint into a balm for skin rashes.

Catherine on the other end of the double-sided mirror was stunned, probably never thought that Albert would talk to her about such a topic.

She is actually quite good at potions, and she soon started to mix potions in Albert's explanation, and got a skin rash ointment.

"That's it?"

Kathleen looked at the finished product in front of her, and her spirit was still a little dazed.

Although she didn't know how effective it was, the faint fragrance still made her feel that this ointment should be effective.

Suddenly, Kathleen wanted to collude with Albert, and let the other party help her research the beauty medicine that can maintain her appearance.

Kathleen is also a beauty-loving girl. She knows that she is the most youthful and beautiful time, but her beauty is destined to not last long. Maybe, relying on Albert's talent, she may be able to do it.

If it is successful, I believe that many girls will go crazy because of it.

Of course, Albert didn't know what the American girl was thinking. After hurriedly ending the exchange, he took out Isobel's double-sided mirror.

"You came back from America, how is it over there?"

Just after coming out of the bathroom, the girl who wiped her hair with a towel sat at the desk and looked at her boyfriend with a smile.

"It's not very good, the magic society in the United States is different from other countries in Europe." Albert gave Isobel a brief introduction to the situation of the magic world in the United States.

"What about Miss Catherine?"

"Miss Catherine?" Albert couldn't help but stunned, he didn't understand why Isobel knew about Catherine.

"Are you talking about Nicholas' granddaughter?" Albert's brain started running fast and he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"You don't know?" Isobel's expression became more and more strange.

"what do you know?"

"Your gossip scandal!"

Saying that, Isobel held a newspaper with a black and white photo on it. It was a photo that was taken secretly when he and Kathleen went shopping in Wizard Street. The angle was not good, but he could see the photo clearly. of two people.

"This photo! I should have asked Kathleen to take me to Wizard Street in the United States. When I was buying souvenirs for my family, I was secretly photographed." Albert showed a stunned expression and couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile. "Speaking of which, American journalists are really disgusting, didn't I just refuse their interviews, I really do anything to create a topic!"

"I think you'd better deal with the interview with the Daily Prophet." Isobel suddenly reminded, "There are also rumors about you in France."

As she said that, she took out another newspaper and found that the person opposite the double-sided mirror was stunned.

The photo of Louise kissing him somehow somehow became his scandal.

"Not only that."

Isobel took out the Daily Prophet not long ago, and it began to talk about the topic of his liking for beautiful girls older than himself.

"You know, this is just the way they use to attract the public's attention." Albert suddenly felt very tired.

"I know, I just want to remind you that you've already been turned into a philanderer who likes to pedal several boats by the newspapers." Isobel couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled.

"Stop laughing, help me think of something." Albert slumped on the sofa and complained to his girlfriend on the other side of the mirror, "You definitely don't want people to say that your boyfriend is a philanderer!"

"Who made you famous?" Isobel spread out her hands helplessly, expressing that she couldn't help.