The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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"I really didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire."

On the way back to the Gryffindor common room, Harry finally couldn't help but confide in Albert.

"You've said it several times," said Albert gently. "I'm sure you didn't do that."

"why?"

In fact, Harry didn't know why he said that. He was probably too irritable and wanted to find someone to chat with.

"what why?"

"Sorry." Harry apologized in a low voice, embarrassed.

"What do you want to know?" Albert asked, looking at Harry's embarrassed look.

"I want to know...why do you believe me." Harry looked embarrassed when he finished.

"Then I said it, I hope it won't make you uncomfortable." Albert smiled and said: "Your magical power is indeed stronger than other students of the same grade, but in my opinion, you are not so powerful. wizard."

"What do you mean?" Harry felt inexplicably annoyed.

"It's very difficult to deceive a powerful magical item like the Goblet of Fire at your current level." Albert reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "That requires a particularly powerful Confusion Charm, I bet your parchment has only your name on it, but no school."

"How do you know?" Harry couldn't help asking. He felt that Albert might know a lot of things. From a long time ago, the other party gave him this feeling, as if he knew everything.

"The guy who threw your name into the Goblet of Fire can't actually interfere with the Goblet of Fire's selection of warriors, so he can only take the simplest way, use the Confusion Charm to confuse the Goblet of Fire and make it mistakenly think that there are four schools participating in the three Strong Tournament, so the Goblet of Fire treats you as a player of the fourth school, and you are the only one in the fourth school, you will naturally become the fourth school's warrior, which is also your parchment There is no school name on it The reason, and you're a student at Hogwarts, means that there are two warriors at Hogwarts."

"How do you know these things?"

Harry stared blankly at Albert, who had never imagined that this would be the case.

"Guess, most people can guess, but it's not as detailed as I said." Albert said without hesitation, "Dumbledore can definitely guess."

"But, they..."

"This is adult intrigue." Albert said contemptuously.

"But why would he give me such a favor?" Harry realized that he had said something wrong and corrected himself again: "I mean why did he sign me up?"

"You really have confidence in yourself!" Albert said softly: "Although it's a good thing to have confidence, but I feel that if no one helps you, it may be difficult for you to pass the three competitions smoothly, although cheating is one. It is the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, but you don't expect Dumbledore to cheat for you, and Professor McGonagall can't help you, at most she will provide you with some convenience, such as opening the forbidden area for us."

Harry felt slightly annoyed.

"You probably didn't understand Mr. Crouch's prompt!" said Albert.

"What hint?" Harry was a little confused.

"Courage to face the unknown." Albert reminded: "In the 1792 competition, the warriors had to catch a chicken-body snake-tailed monster, and the estimate that we needed to face in the first project was this kind of dangerous and magical biology."

Harry stared blankly at Albert with his mouth open, he couldn't imagine how he would subdue a monster alone.

"Looking for cases in the Triwizard Tournament of the past, it is not difficult to speculate on the content of the warrior's project." Albert explained, "If you want to subdue such a dangerous monster, what are you going to do?"

Harry's face turned slightly pale, he knew why Albert said that, and he didn't feel that Albert was washing himself.

"Of course, that's the worst-case scenario, maybe the Ministry of Magic will grab a few tarantulas from the Forbidden Forest to be our opponents,

Or head a monster to guard something, and then let's steal something from the monster. In ancient times, wizards liked to use large and dangerous magical creatures such as eight-eyed spiders to house or guard treasure houses. "

"You're right." Harry's face showed an irresistible bitterness. "If that's the case, it's too hard for me."

"Don't worry, you still have good friends. If you can't, let Sirius and Lupin help you find a way." Albert patted Harry on the shoulder and comforted. "Cheating in Triwizard tournaments is normal, and I'm sure other Warriors will cheat too."

"How about you?" Harry looked at Albert.

"Me? I don't think I need to cheat. Although it sounds a little proud, I think the Triwizard Tournament should not be too difficult for me." Albert said confidently.

Harry choked and asked the question he wanted most: "Who do you think threw my name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"You know, don't you?" Albert reminded kindly.

"I know?" Harry was even more confused.

"Yeah, you know."

"I... Voldemort?" Harry seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but say the shy name.

"I think so."

But how could Voldemort guarantee to throw my name into the Goblet of Fire? He should be far away, feeble, alone... no, Voldemort wasn't alone... Harry dreamed he was talking to Wormtail... they were probably plotting to kill Harry.

"Wormtail?" said Harry suddenly. "He knows a lot of secrets, and he can turn into a mouse. He can hide from everyone and sneak into Hogwarts without a sound."

"Well, it must be Voldemort's minions, you better be careful." Albert nodded in agreement.

"But why did he attack you and prevent you from participating in the game?"

"Number one, the guy who attacked me might not be the same guy who voted for you, just to prevent me from participating in the Triwizard Tournament, just to try to prevent Hogwarts from winning the championship."

"Second, it was Peter Wormtail who attacked me, and the reason he didn't want me to play in the Triwizard Tournament was probably to stop me from winning the championship, because they knew that when I played in the Triwizard Tournament, the chances of someone else winning the championship were low, although A bit of a brag, but I feel like I can win and they obviously do something with whoever wins, or maybe in Game 3."

Harry was silent for a long time. Although he was a little unconvinced, he still agreed with Albert's words. His record is the best proof that so many world-class champions are Albert's confidence.

The two walked and chatted, and unknowingly, they had come to the outside of the Gryffindor common room.

The fat lady looked at the two people in front of her with her eyes open, and said with a smile, "I just heard that someone has been selected as the school's warrior."

"Bullshit," Harry said.

"Oh, really." The fat lady opened the door and let them in.

When Harry lifted his foot into the common room, Albert had no intention of moving his foot.

"Aren't you going in?" asked the fat lady, looking at Albert who was standing outside in surprise.

"Gryffindor students are too enthusiastic, I think I'd better wait a while." Albert said helplessly to the fat lady, listening to the clamor from behind the portrait.

"So, what Violet said is true, the two of you have really become warriors at Hogwarts." The fat lady asked curiously.

"Of course it is." A pale witch appeared in the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Yeah, someone signed up for me and Harry."

"Someone signed up for you?" the fat lady asked gossip.

"The person who helped me sign up should be Professor Moody." Albert directly put the blame on Moody's head, and when this matter spread, no matter whether it was done by Professor Moody or not, everyone would be silent. He did it, ask him if he was angry.

"As for who signed up for Potter, I don't know."

"I think even if no one signs you up, you can definitely become a Hogwarts warrior. Many portraits are guessing that the Hogwarts warrior will be you." Violet said to Albert.

"Nonsense, thank you, help me open the door." Albert said, putting a disguise spell on himself, and after the fat woman opened the door, he was about to sneak in.

"Absolutely not!" said the witch angrily.

"This is the password." The fat lady patted the witch on the shoulder and comforted, then she swung forward and let Albert into the common room.

When the portrait was opened, the noise immediately entered the ears, and everyone circled around Harry, the poor savior surrounded by frenzied Gryffindor students.

No one wanted to listen to Harry, no one wanted to hear Harry's defense, everyone just wanted to celebrate it for themselves.

Seeing this scene, Albert couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Harry was in front of him to attract firepower.

No one noticed that Albert quietly passed through the crowd and went upstairs to the dormitory for supper.

"Sure enough, I still have foresight." Albert is very satisfied with his wit, otherwise he will be surrounded by Gryffindor students, and he will not be annoying. The unfortunate Mr. Potter is a lesson for the future.

At the same time, after returning to his office, after using the Anti-Disturbance Charm and the Whisper Charm on his room, Barty began to smash things to vent his anger and depression, and gave all the looking glasses on the table that he had destroyed. It was smashed, and he was still not relieved. Every time he thought of Albert's sincere expression of thanks, he wanted to tear the other person's face to pieces. In the end, Barty Jr., stunned by the rage, casts the Cruciatus Curse on the real Professor Moody, who is locked in the box.

After torturing the other party for a while, his anger subsided a little.

Barty Jr begins writing to the Dark Lord, informing him of what happened tonight.

All of this was Wormtail's fault. He suspected that the other party didn't control Albert at all, and the guy's disappearance was completely faked by himself.

Barty Jr. is not throwing the blame, because even if other people help to vote, it is difficult to ensure that Albert will become a warrior. In fact, at the moment of voting, people and names are different, which will cause the contract to fail to be established. Chosen by the Goblet of Fire, unless he messes things up with a powerful Confusion Charm like he did.

However, ordinary students obviously don't have that opportunity, and other professors, unaware of Albert's disappearance, obviously don't either.

There is only one truth, and that is that Albert Anderson himself signed up for the Triwizard Tournament, and only this can explain what happened just now.

And preventing this from happening was clearly Wormtail's mission, and his mission failed.

Peter's stupid actions made him suspicious, so he was testing himself like that?

Moreover, this incident has aroused Dumbledore's vigilance. Barty Jr. can't do anything for the time being, and he must start a preparatory plan.

Taking Harry away in the third project is indeed a bit risky. He has to find a way to hold Dumbledore in his footsteps, and this method is not difficult. Barty has already decided to let someone in the third round. Accidental Death.

This matter is too simple for him, as long as he uses Avada to knock down people, then throw the corpse into the monster pile, let the monster destroy his corpse, and he can be disguised as being killed by the monster looks like.

Thinking that the death of a warrior would divert Dumbledore's attention and buy the Dark Lord more time.

Barty Jr wrote his plan into a letter and sent it to Voldemort. However, the letter directly caused Wormtail to pour blood mold.

"Wormtail, you are really disappointing." Voldemort looked indifferently at the servant who fell to the ground with his scarlet eyes.

"Master, I do have that Mudblood under control," Wormtail argued. "After he drank the drug, he wouldn't have time to sign up, unless another professor secretly signed him up."

"Lie." Voldemort raised his wand again and gave Wormtail the Cruciatus, "You weren't there at the time, and you didn't even see that Mudblood drink the Ecstasy, I dare say that Mudblood saw through your tricks. , don't make excuses for your incompetence."

Peter fell to the ground and twitched in pain. At this moment, Peter already regretted returning to Voldemort's side. He didn't get much benefit at all. He was running around for Voldemort and was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

After torturing Wormtail, Voldemort finally didn't feed Peter to the snake, probably because he needed someone to help him brew the potion, and he needed someone to preside over the resurrection ceremony. Barty was too busy himself, so Voldemort Need to leave Wormtail as a helper.

Of course, the more important reason is that they still have backup plans. Even if Albert participates in the Triwizard Tournament, it will not affect the final result.

Of course, this whole thing is not actually a bloodbath for the victim Peter. If he can kill Albert with the hands of Barty Jr., it is not unbearable to be tortured by Voldemort's Cruciatus.

As for the Dark Lord's death threat, Peter was not afraid. He knew very well that before Voldemort's resurrection, the other party would never kill him to feed the snake. Otherwise, where would the Dark Lord find a reliable person like him to help preside over the resurrection ceremony.

Little Barty may be loyal enough to the Dark Lord, but Peter knows that the other party may not be able to escape temporarily, let alone secretly help the Dark Lord restore his body alone.

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