The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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A flash of light suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Albert raised his hand to cover his cheek and looked sideways in the direction of the voice. It was a first-year freshman with a camera in his hand.

"Anderson, can you give me a signed photo?" the boy with the camera asked anxiously after Albert glanced at him.

"Sorry, I don't like being photographed by others, and I don't like signing autographs."

Albert stretched out his hand to take the photo, and the flames suddenly rose from his fingers, engulfing the photo, and a burning smell began to spread in the common room, and was soon swept out of the window by a gust of wind.

The boy obviously didn't think about it. The photo he just took was destroyed by someone like this, and he looked at Albert with astonishment. He had never seen anyone who could do such a thing before. What, just listen to Albert say, "If you want to take pictures, I suggest you go to Professor Lockhart, he likes other people to take pictures of himself, you can also get a few autographed photos from Professor Lockhart, maybe There will be girls willing to pay for it. Of course, the famous Harry Potter is also a good choice, he is more famous than me."

The boy nodded stupidly, his head was blank, he didn't know what to say, and he heard Albert continue to say: "You can find other people to form a 'Harry Potter admirer club', Kim Nee Weasley seems to admire Harry too, you can go to her."

The boy was a little dizzy by Albert's words, so he walked away stupidly.

"Harry would be very angry if he knew."

Angelina came over, raised her finger to Albert's glasses and asked, "When did you start wearing glasses?"

"Just now, a gift from a friend." Albert pushed his glasses and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Looks more mature than before, and has a strange temperament." Arya giggled: "It's very handsome, you say Katie."

"Well, by the way, how did you do it just now?" Katie asked curiously, and there were many students around listening intently.

"Just a little trick." Albert changed the subject, "How was Quidditch training?"

"Very bad, I feel like Wood is driving us crazy." The one who answered for the girls was Fred, who looked lethargic.

"Let us refer to your divination homework." George leaned lazily back in his armchair.

"Unfortunately, I don't need homework for my divination class." Albert reminded with a smile.

As the only wizard at Hogwarts who can divination through a crystal ball, after negotiating with Professor Trelawney, he was exempted from his homework, and now all he has to do is absorb information about divination from Professor Trelawney knowledge, expand your knowledge.

The same example is the ancient rune, and most of the work of Muggle research is also exempted. Although it sounds absurd, this is the privilege of a genius scholar. To Albert, doing these things means nothing, it's just a waste of his time.

"It's not fair!" Fred couldn't help complaining, but he also knew Albert's abilities, so he just complained.

"Compared to this, didn't you find that Ginny's situation was not good?"

Albert changed the subject and motioned for Fred and George to look at Ginny Weasley, who was doing her homework not far away. The girl's face was slightly pale, and the whole person looked sick.

"What happened to Ginny?" George asked anxiously.

"Maybe she has the flu, it's best to take her to Madam Pomfrey's place." Albert said without hesitation, "You two are very incompetent brothers!"

"How did you find out?" Angelina asked curiously, "Don't you..."

"I noticed it when I met her just now." Albert said angrily.

Of course, Albert would not admit that he was secretly watching Ginny Weasley.

Horcruxes do have a very bad effect on the wielder,

Slightly different from Quirrell's situation, Ginny Weasley's situation wasn't that bad, but she did get weaker.

Ginny, are you okay? "

Fred and George felt a little guilty, they did ignore their sister, and Ginny didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Ginny didn't think she was sick, and didn't want to go to Madam Pomfrey's school hospital. There was nothing better for Fred and George.

"You can ask Harry for help!" Albert suggested casually. "I remember that your sister admires Harry very much. Maybe Ron should take Harry with him."

"You're really excited!" Lee Jordan walked over here, shook the oil paper bag in his hand and asked, "By the way, do you want to eat? How's the training over there."

"Forget it, Wood is a training madman," Fred complained, grabbing a potato and egg pancake and taking a bite while it was still hot.

"I remember that there were no players selected this year."

"Well, what's wrong?" Arya asked suspiciously.

"When I came back, I heard McLaggen complaining to other people about it." Lee Jordan said after handing out the potato and egg pancakes in the oil paper bag. "He said that Wood only played with acquaintances, and even the selection was direct. Save."

"He hasn't participated in training the last few times." George said angrily.

"Team selection is still needed. At least it can reduce gossip. If everyone can't see the hope of becoming a full member of the team, how many people are willing to stay as a non-player?" Albert shook his head and reminded.

Some things still need to be done on the surface. Albert doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that others don't care.

In fact, this is also related to the fact that the players in the latest class are too young, which directly caused Wood to not plan to make a team selection.

"By the way, Albert, the house elves seem to like you very much." Lee Jordan said with a smile: "When I went to the kitchen, I heard them discussing what Christmas present to give you."

"Give me a Christmas present?" Albert asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I've never heard of house-elves in school giving gifts to students." Arya was very interested. "How on earth did you do it?"

"That guy was just teasing me." Albert said casually.

"No no." Li Jordan raised his hand and said solemnly, "I promise that every word I say is true."

"Your guarantee is worthless." Fred and George teased in unison.

"By the way, when did you start wearing glasses." Fred reached out and took off Albert's glasses and put them on for himself, "and they are still flat-rimmed glasses."

"Don't break it, this is a gift from a friend. It is said to be worth a lot of Galleons." Albert took back his glasses and put them on again. "Don't you think wearing glasses looks more mature?"

"You're mature enough." Lee Jordan couldn't help but complain. His words also expressed the hearts of everyone present. Albert is indeed very mature, and sometimes it feels that the two sides are not the same style.

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