The Alchemist of Harry Potter

On Saturday, before dawn, Albert was woken up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fred walking back and forth in the room.

"Ah~" Albert reached out and grabbed the pocket watch on the bed table. While covering his yawn, he checked the time on the pocket watch with the help of the light on the table.

"What the hell are you doing, it's only half past six!"

Albert could understand that Fred, George and even the entire Gryffindor team didn't want to lose, but...

"Even if you're nervous, it's useless. You should rest and recharge now, and then you will have enough energy to deal with the next Quidditch match."

"Sorry for waking you up."

The door of the room suddenly creaked open, and George, who had just returned from the shower, cast an apologetic expression at Albert, who was sleepy.

"I think Albert is right, you should have confidence in yourself." Lee Jordan's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Why don't you sleep." Only then did Albert notice Lee Jordan. This guy has been out of the shadows since just now, and he ignored him when he was not fully awake.

"To be a commentator game today, of course you have to dress up."

Lee Jordan is playing with his hair in the mirror.

To be honest, Albert really didn't know what to do with his curly hair.

"Have you seen that girl? Maybe I can give you an idea to soak her in your hands." Albert covered his yawn and retracted back into the bed. The room was a little cold. There is a tendency to snow.

"By the way, how did you get the most beautiful girl in Ravenclaw." Lee Jordan changed the subject, apparently being guessed by Albert.

"I directly asked if Isabel wanted to be my girlfriend, and then I became." Albert said bluntly, "You should be more confident, and confident boys will be attractive to girls."

"This Christmas, we will give you a copy of "The Twelve Magic Weapons for Fascinating Witches." After Fred and George exchanged glances, he grinned, "We also gave Albert a copy last year."

"That book is very useful." Albert put his head out of the sheet, closed his eyes and said, "Originally, I planned to give Lee Jordan as a Christmas present, but it seems that this year I can only give extra large portions of Bibi Duo Flavor Beans. , if you don't want it, how about I send you Ben Lockhart's autograph?"

"Thank you for the extra large portion of Bibi Da flavored beans." Lee Jordan said angrily, causing Fred and George to burst into laughter.

"Don't worry, there will be surprises for this year's Christmas present." Albert planned to give everyone a bottle of glutinous rice wine. The house-elf tried to make it a few times, and the glutinous rice wine was initially successfully brewed.

"We'll be looking forward to the time to unpack the package. Let's go down first and see you later." The Weasley twins, who were dressed, went downstairs for breakfast in advance, so as not to disturb Albert's rest.

"I'll remember to go to the stadium to cheer you on." Albert retracted his head into the sheet, intending to continue to sleep in the cage.

When he woke up again, it was half past nine.

When he got to the auditorium, he found the Gryffindor team huddled around the long table, nervous and silent, like prisoners who could be sent to the gallows at any time.

Albert knew that the Gryffindors were eager to beat Slytherin, the Nimbus 2001 that Slytherin had bought with money.

If they lose this Quidditch game, it means that their previous efforts and efforts have been defeated by the opponent with Galleons. The cruel reality will undoubtedly cause a serious blow to the confidence of the entire team.

However, sometimes, charging money will become stronger, and the reality is so cruel.

Even more brutally, the Slytherin team lost the game after rushing the money.

Reality is a crap game.

Sure enough, under the halo of Harry Potter's protagonist, Malfoy could only shiver.

During the meal, Albert secretly observed Lockhart who was eating in the teacher's chair. The smile on the face of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed a bit reluctant.

Something bad happened recently. Lockhart found that he had signs of hair loss. This discovery almost broke him. If he was bald, what should he do with his book fans in the future.

Of course, Lockhart didn't know that when he was sleeping that night, Albert secretly cut a small amount of hair, and the hair on the pillow was "accidentally" left by Albert when he collected hair.

What a sad misunderstanding.

As eleven o'clock approached, Albert and Isobel made an appointment to watch the game at the Quidditch pitch.

"You look tired?"

"Woke up in the morning, Fred and George are too nervous, they don't want to lose to Gallen." Albert raised his head and looked at the sky, today's weather is very bad, there is a faint sound of thunder in the air, it seems that it may be at any time rain.

"Although it's a bit unfair, it's also a part of the game, and the rules are used reasonably." Isobel commented briefly.

"Actually, I think so too." Albert said with a smile, "If Gryffindor collectively obtained Nimbus 2001, their views would probably be completely different."

"However, they won't lose because of Potter." Albert said meaningfully.

"Because of Potter?" Isobel didn't understand the meaning of Albert's words.

Within a few minutes of the game, the Slytherins took advantage of Nimbus 2001's speed and scored the first goal.

It is still useful for the Malfoys to recharge the team, and the effect is obvious.

Gryffindor was overwhelmed by Nimbus 2001's speed, and the score was slowly being pulled away.

"There's something wrong with that Bludger, someone cast a spell on it." Isobel frowned.

Just now, Harry Potter used a very clever evasion technique, rushed to the auditorium and pulled up, successfully letting the Bludgers in the auditorium.

"It's useless, Bludger is a rampage, and the playing field is so big, I'm afraid not many people will notice this." Albert shook his head and said, "Also, even if you ask questions, most of them will be laughed at. If you investigate, you will probably be disqualified from the game and lose the game, after all, there is no evidence to point out that the Slytherin team played with Bludgers."

Albert remembers it as a house-elf disguise to "save" Harry from danger by knocking him off his broom and sending him home badly injured.

In order not to be rescued, Harry was desperately resisting.

Observing Albert, who was chasing Harry's Bludger, through binoculars, and once again sighed at the strange brain circuit of the house elf, it was really speechless.

No matter who it is, probably won't like to be rescued in this way!

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