The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 172: Smith

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On the next journey, the four got together to talk about the wizard card.

Albert used the card games he played before to perfect the rules of the wizard card game. Of course, this can only be regarded as the rudimentary form of the wizard card. Fred, George, and Lee Jordan listened to them very well, and offered their opinions from time to time.

"You said, the wizard card was really famous one day. How much gallon is this notebook that originally recorded the rules of the wizard card?" Albert shook the notebook in his hand and asked the three people in front of him in a joking tone. partner.

"If it were me, I would definitely not sell it." Lee Jordan said without hesitation: "This notebook will become a legend and will be passed on with the wizard card."

The emotions of several people have been in a state of excitement. The wizard card and the prospects of the game that Albert described to them are too good. Moreover, whether it is Fred or George, or even Lee Jordan, can feel the charm contained in this game.

No way, there are too few games in the magic world.

When the Hogwarts express train started to slow down, Albert and his colleagues suddenly woke up and hurriedly changed themselves into colonel robes.

Soon after, the train stopped at Hogsmeade station under the rain. It was still raining outside, and Fred and George both tried to cover themselves with cloaks. Lee Jordan took out an umbrella from the suitcase, looked at Albert suspiciously and asked, "You didn't bring an umbrella?"

Lee Jordan feels incredible. With Albert's character, how could he forget to bring an umbrella?

"No need, I have this!" Albert chanted a spell, raised his wand and turned into an umbrella, and reminded with a smile: "You probably forgot, I have practiced summoning for a long time last semester. The curse. Look, it comes in handy now."

"Don't squeeze in." Seeing Fred and George squeezed under his umbrella, Lee Jordan was speechless.

"Albert, help copy an umbrella." Fred yelled to Albert, and it was too crowded for the three of us to get together under an umbrella.

"Give me your wand." Albert shouted to Fred, there was so much noise around him.

"Don't you have a magic wand?" Fred was puzzled, but seeing Albert holding his wand, he understood what was going on, and handed his wand to Albert.

"Copy into a pair." Albert took Fred's wand, said a spell, knocked it on Lee Jordan's umbrella, and helped copy an umbrella.

Before giving it back to the opponent, Albert looked at the wand again and muttered, "Sure enough, the power of the spell is obviously weakened without my help."

"What are you talking about?" Lee Jordan handed the duplicate umbrella to the twins and asked them to squeeze an umbrella by themselves. The wizards behind him saw this scene with envy. After all, there were only a few with umbrellas.

Very few people can use the summoning spell to make an umbrella like Albert did.

The rain was rushing and violent, as if buckets of cold water were constantly pouring on everyone’s heads. The unlucky ones without umbrellas got wet as soon as they got out of the train. They could only bow their heads in the downpour. , Squinted, shrank his body, trying to resist the rain on his head.

"Come here for the first-year students!" A familiar voice remembered from not far away, and Hagrid, carrying the oil lamp, waved to the first-year freshman who had been soaked.

As usual, Hagrid will lead them to experience the traditional lake crossing.

Others pushed each other and walked along the platform.

Albert, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan deliberately fell behind the team, gloating at the group of hapless ones who had been soaked in the soup, and talking coldly, George and Lee Jordan were still discussing What makes them reluctant to bring an umbrella.

Of course, Albert and the others are not the only ones with umbrellas. The students who have umbrellas don't rush to follow the team and don't want to squeeze with everyone. The number of carriages must be enough anyway.

Several people followed the other students through a rough and muddy road. What you saw was a large number of carriages, each of which was pulled and sent by an invisible night skating.

The trembling students hurriedly climbed into the carriage, and Albert four got into one. Angelina and Alia next door were squeezing an umbrella with Shanna. The latter was still with Albert before getting in the car. Special chat, expressing interest in copying the curse.

"If you have time, I can teach you!" Albert said to Shanna, "This spell is not too difficult, as long as you are willing to spend some time practicing it."

"It's time to go," Fred reminded.

When Albert climbed into the carriage and closed the door, the carriage stumbled and set off. The long caravan followed the path leading to Hogwarts Castle. The wheels ran over the stagnant water and splashed a lot of water.

Albert leaned on the window, feeling the violent bumps in the car.

No one spoke, everyone leaned around the window and looked at Hogwarts in the distance.

Soon after, the carriage passed through the Hogwarts gate with the winged boar sculpture, and finally stopped under the stone steps in front of the two oak gates.

The people in the carriage in front had hurried up the stone steps and ran into the castle under the heavy rain.

Albert, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan got out of the carriage under umbrellas and walked leisurely up the stone steps among the rushing crowd.

On the way, Albert picked up a slippery hapless man. The other party only said "thank you" and ran away in a hurry.

"That guy is stupid," George muttered.

"How stupid?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Guess it yourself."

Albert ignored the two people's quarrel and stood at the door, looking back in the direction of the Black Lake, it was vaguely visible that there were dim lights on the lake moving towards the dock.

Are the new students still crossing the lake?

"Albert, let's go!" George urged.

"coming."

Albert retracted his gaze, followed behind the crowd, walked slowly to the hall, and entered the auditorium through the two opposite doors.

It is said that the Hogwarts auditorium will be re-decorated every year for the freshman banquet, making it look more brilliant.

Albert walked into the auditorium and raised his head to look at the main guest seat. Sure enough, he saw a strange figure there.

He nodded insignificantly towards Rowenner, and sat in the position that Lee Jordan specifically vacated for himself, and by the way, with the ghost of Gryffindor College passing by-almost headless Nick Say hello.

"Good evening." Albert retracted his gaze, smiling and greeted his acquaintances in the same year.

"You get a tan." Shanna looked at Albert and said, "Did you go to the beach in the summer?"

"The Basque beach in France." Alberto headed out, "The food over there is really good and evocative."

"It's enviable!" Shanna said with envy. "It's boring to stay at home during summer vacation."

"It's really boring," Fred murmured. "But I basically spend it like this every year. I've long been used to it."

"You can at least play Quidditch." Lee Jordan couldn't help protesting.

As soon as everyone talked a few words, Professor McGonagall brought first-year freshmen over, and the sound in the auditorium began to disappear and fell into silence.

The dean of Gryffindor placed a tattered, dirty, patched wizard hat on a three-legged stool in full view.

Then, the Sorting Hat suddenly sang the new Sorting Hat song under the shocked gaze of the freshmen.

After the singing, the branching ceremony officially began.

To be honest, watching someone else's sorting ceremony is quite interesting.

Freshmen began to be divided into colleges.

Well, Albert never admits that he is actually interested in the appearance of Qiu Zhang.

After all, in the Harry Potter story, Qiu Zhang is a lovely girl with an oriental appearance. However, there is one thing everyone has to admit that the aesthetics of Europeans and Asians are surprised. No, it should be said that each country’s People are surprised.

Perhaps in the eyes of most Europeans, Africans and Asians look the same.

Fortunately, Albert does not have the face blindness problem that many Europeans have.

Qiu Zhang is in the front row. Unlike Europeans, she prefers Asian faces. Well, she is indeed a lovely girl.

However, compared with Qiu Zhang, Albert is more concerned about a boy named Zacharias Smith. Albert has no special impression of his name, but he himself will pay special attention to the surname of Smith. .

By the way, this Smith was assigned to Hufflepuff.

Gryffindor also ushered in several new students here, Katie Bell is one of them, Albert has a little impression of this girl, she seems to be one of the three Gryffindor suitors.

"Is that the Rowena Smith you are talking about?" Fred looked at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor curiously and asked Albert beside him.

"Well, it is indeed him. It seems that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class does not need to worry about not being able to learn." While Albert was talking, Angelina on the opposite side was talking about flying broomsticks with George. I haven't bought a broom, and want to hear the opinions of others on the team.

"The light wheel 1700 is good, this series of brooms have always been good." Wood interrupted.

"What did you buy?" Angelina looked at Fred and George.

"Sweep Qixing No. 5." The twins looked at each other and said in unison.

"Where is Albert?" Angelina asked Albert again.

"He didn't buy a flying broomstick." Fred Ti Albert replied.

"I suggest you find someone in the team to borrow the broom and try it, and then consider what to buy." Albert said his proposal.

However, this proposal is not good. Most people buy Comet and Sweeping Seven Stars, but none of them buy Light Wheel, because this series of broomsticks are more expensive.

"What's your budget?" Wood asked. "If it's not high, I suggest you buy the latest Sweep Seven Star 6. Comet hasn't launched a new flying broom for several years. Of course, Comet 260 is also pretty good. The broom is just a little slower, it depends on how you choose."

While several people were talking, the last student entered Ravenclaw. After the sorting ceremony, Professor McGonagall took away the sorting hat and small stool.

"Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year!" Professor Dumbledore stood up from the main guest seat. He looked at all the students with a smile, opened his arms and made a welcome gesture.

"This year, I am very happy to welcome a new teacher to join our team, Professor Smith, who fills up the vacancy in the course of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

There was some applause in the auditorium.

"Okay, I think you are hungry too. Let's start eating." Dumbledore raised his spoon and tapped the goblet in front of him.

The golden plates and wine glasses in front of everyone were suddenly filled with food and drinks, and laughter and the clash of knives and forks echoed in the auditorium.

Albert is not very hungry. He chooses the food he likes. While cutting steak, he discusses with Nick the academic question of whether the ghost can eat.

Nick said that ghost banquets usually only serve rotten food. When the ghost wants to taste the food, it will pass through the dining table with the food.

"I guess they made the food to rot because they wanted to make the flavor stronger." Albert said to the person next to him, and it made a lot of eyes.

After the last dessert was swept away, Dumbledore stood up again, and the buzzing in the hall stopped abruptly.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, and said, "Now that everyone is full and full, I want to announce a few notices."

"Mr. Filch, the gatekeeper, wants me to tell everyone. This year, students are prohibited from planting garlic and carrying garlic-related items in the castle."

When Dumbledore talked about it, many people couldn't help but want to laugh. They all remembered that someone used garlic to punish Filch before the summer vacation last school.

Fred and George were kicked by Albert before they could not make themselves laugh. Both of them held their breath and felt uncomfortable.

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After Dumbledore said that everyone should go to bed, the freshman's banquet was over.

"Unexpectedly, Filch would ban everyone from carrying garlic." After leaving the hall, Fred finally couldn't help laughing.

"It's a pity, the taste of garlic scrambled eggs is not bad." Lee Jordan said solemnly.

This made Fred and George want to laugh.

Albert followed everyone to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room.

"Password?" the fat lady asked as they approached ~www.mtlnovel.com~.

"Nonsense," Percy stepped forward.

The portrait suddenly bounced forward, revealing a large hole in the wall.

Everyone crawled in from here. The round common room was still the familiar furnishings, and the fire was burning with a raging flame.

The boys all rushed up the spiral staircase to their dormitories.

Four four-poster beds stood against the wall, with crimson curtains hanging on them, and everyone's boxes were placed at the feet of their beds.

"Good night." Fred was too full to eat, took out his pajamas from the suitcase, put them on for himself, and lay down on the bed and didn't want to move.

"Good night." Albert also put on his pajamas and climbed onto the bed. Their bedding had been warmed by the charcoal stove.

Lying on the comfortable bed, listening to the sound of rain outside, Albert closed his eyes, feeling that life at Hogwarts was very comfortable. (Harry Potter Alchemist: 156156147)--(Harry Potter Alchemist)