The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The night is deep.

In the quiet corridor, there were faint footsteps coming from a distance.

At the corner of the dark corridor, a pale light suddenly lit up. However, there was no one behind the ball of light, like a ghost floating in the void.

For a moment, the ball of light stopped in front of Mrs. Fatty's portrait. The lady who was just about to rest was obviously very dissatisfied with her sleep being disturbed. Before she opened her eyes and asked for the password, she was stunned to find the door behind her. Man opened from the inside.

"The time is just right." Lee Jordan's voice came from the dark passage.

The ball of light drifted into the passage, and the Fat Lady's portrait was closed again, blocking the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

The gatekeeper lady was still looking like a ghost.

In fact, the people who were in the corridor just now were Fred and George. They were also put on the Illusory Charm, so they couldn't see it. When they used the Lighting Charm, they felt like they were floating in the void like ghosts.

The Gryffindor door would suddenly open, in fact, because the twins had an appointment with Lee Jordan. When they came back on time, Lee Jordan opened the door of the Gryffindor common room from inside and let them Come in so you can get around the Fat Lady.

"What did you get?" Lee Jordan asked, rubbing his hands.

"Butter biscuits." Fred took out the oiled paper bag and looked at Lee Jordan, who reached out and grabbed it, with reproach, "Go back to the dormitory and eat it."

"You must have eaten in the kitchen," said Lee Jordan, smacking his lips.

It is inevitable!

For a moment, the common room fell into silence again, and the footsteps of the three gradually faded away.

The door of a certain dormitory was pushed open without warning.

A dark shadow was quietly approaching the back of the armchair.

"What is supper?" The man in the armchair suddenly said.

"Butter cookies," said one.

"Do you want it?" the other asked while eating.

"It's almost finished by that guy," said the third person.

"Leave some for me." Albert took a deep breath. After removing the Illusory Body Charm for the two of them, he took a sip of the cold milk tea and examined the transfiguration paper he had just written in front of him.

"You look like you're tired?" Fred handed a cup of freshly brewed milk tea to Albert, glanced at the paper next to him, and said, "I'm not asking for trouble for myself to find so many things to do. ?"

"Thank you." Albert took the teacup, but didn't drink the milk tea inside. He turned his head and stared at Fred and said, "If you don't have to bite the nose and make the milk tea for me, I will thank you even more."

Fred was also taken aback.

George giggled aside, because he was the one who brought the teacup to Fred.

Albert glanced at George, then turned his eyes to Lee Jordan, who was burying his head in supper, and said, "Leave me some butter biscuits, I'm a little hungry, and don't think I don't know you want the last piece Leave it to me."

Lee Jordan opened his mouth, but he didn't expect to be seen through by Albert.

Not long ago, Albert raised Legilimency and Occlumency to Level 2 and Level 3, respectively. Although the experience consumed made him a bit painful, Albert knew that this was a necessary process.

Occlumency is like a protective shield for thinking. With this skill, he doesn't need to worry about his thoughts being easily seen through.

If it weren't for the fact that the skill points had been used up, Albert would have wanted to upgrade Occlumency to Level 4.

This kind of protection is too important for Albert. As a traveler, he doesn't want people to know his secrets anyway.

And, if Dumbledore was to be told about Ravenclaw's crown, he would have to invest more experience and skill points in it.

Of course, it's worth it, and Tom's Horcrux quest after the fact can provide him with plenty of experience!

"What happened to the wizard cards of other colleges?" Albert reached for the oil paper bag that Lee Jordan handed over, and took out a butter biscuit from it.

Put it in your mouth and ask while chewing.

"Ravenclaw has more than 20 cards, and Hufflepuffs are relatively few, only 18." Lee Jordan thought for a while and said, "By the way, there are two more plans today. Joining our club, they all want to be able to have their own card."

"Yeah." Albert replied noncommittally.

"The three of us have already started practicing copying spells, which should reduce your stress.

In fact, it is not without merit that he has been copying wizard cards. Albert's copying spell has been upgraded to more than two levels.

"By the way, I've always been curious, what's in that box?" Fred asked, pointing to a box on Albert's bedside table.

"If you want to know, bring it here." Albert didn't plan to hide what they meant.

After obtaining the consent, George quickly brought the box over. He was also curious about what was in it. Last time, he saw Albert put the protective wristband in it.

After the box was opened, there were three metal objects with the length of middle fingers on the first layer. The appearance was beautiful silver, and it looked a bit like a cylindrical lighter.

"The failed product made a while ago." Albert explained to the three helplessly.

"What is this?" George picked up an item suspiciously, looked at the sun-like pattern on the surface, turned his head and asked.

"Open it and you'll know." Albert said blankly.

The three looked at each other, and finally George pressed it on it. Then, they saw the top of the item opened, and a ball of light flew out of it. After the ball of light floated into the air, it suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

"Damn, what is this?" The three of them were startled by the strong light, and George even shook the items in his hands.

"I'll call it a flashbang for now." Albert put a biscuit into his mouth, bent over to pick up the item that fell on the ground, and continued: "Well, one of the failed items, originally intended to be a magic prop that can store light sources. , the result was successful, but it also failed, and it became a one-time consumable. Although it is possible to store the light ball by itself, it is actually a tasteless rib."

Albert actually considered whether to use it to make cheaper flashbangs.

"Bastard, my eyes can't see."

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Albert comforted casually.

"Insidious, but I like it. By the way, what are you doing with this thing?" Lee Jordan couldn't help asking, his eyes were still watering.

"It's all said to be a failure."

Speaking of this, Albert was very depressed, this thing is actually a failure of the light extinguisher.

A while ago, Albert got some help from other wizards, only to produce such failures.

"Aren't you guys going to open a player's joke shop? You can use this technology to research and develop flash bombs in the future." Albert is going to reuse the waste, which can be regarded as an achievement.

"I don't think it's funny at all," George said dryly.

"No no, he can blind you." Fred said with a smile, "Especially effective in dark places."

"This thing can be used as a protective weapon... Well, forget it." Albert rubbed his chin and mumbled.

Most wizards only pay attention to each other's wands, and it's a lot of fun to throw them out as flashbangs during combat. After all, wizards don't usually pay attention to these things.

Albert was still a little worried about the items he made, and one day he accidentally trapped himself, which would be a tragedy.

"What about this?" Lee Jordan asked, pointing to the second item.

"You'll know when you open it." Albert continued to drink milk tea and eat biscuits, preparing to sweep away the last remaining butter biscuits in the oil paper bag.

"Come on!" Lee Jordan handed the thing to Fred, who glanced at Albert and flipped the switch.

"Go to shit, eat shit, eat shit." For a moment, a stunned and familiar voice came from inside.

The voice was loud, and it was shouted in a loud voice, leaving Fred stunned in place.

"The sound will last for more than thirty seconds." Albert said.

"It doesn't seem to do anything except startle people!" George muttered.

"It can store sounds," explained Albert, who originally planned to use it to store the cries of mandrakes, but since it has not been tested, it is unknown whether it will be successful.

After all, even Albert doesn't know how the mandrake's cry kills people, is it infrasound killing people, or is it a magical curse?

Well, the possibility of the latter may be higher, after all, it is more magical.

"What is this last?"

"Don't open it, there's a stink inside," Albert warned.

"How much free time do you have to do these things?" George felt that Albert was very boring. He originally thought that Albert would make some more interesting magic items, but he didn't expect it to be such a thing.

"Do you know what these three will be together?" Albert asked with a strange expression.

"What is it?" the three asked in confusion.

"Shock bomb!" Albert said.

"what is that?"

An alchemy tool that can be thrown out to stun those around you.

However, Albert felt that this kind of thing was still a bit tasteless, and a surprise attack might be effective.

But if the stun spell can be atomized and stored, it should be able to achieve a similar effect.

The three looked at each other and said that they didn't understand at all.

"What about the second floor?" Lee Jordan continued to ask.

Albert put the things back and opened the second layer of the box, which contained various versions of protective bracelets and amulets.

"Is this the latest version?" Fred asked, pointing to the most elaborate wooden bracelet.

"Well, no, the latest version is in my hand." Albert shook his wrist and said, "Version 3.0, his effect is like this."

Albert raised his hand and pushed George gently. Before his arm touched the opponent, an invisible force pushed George out.

"I feel like I've hit something," George mumbled.

"It must be the Iron Armor Curse." Fred's eyes lit up, "It seems to be pretty good."

"The original idea was a simple wand," Albert explained, allowing me to use the Iron Armor spell without a wand and no sound.

"You made it?" Fred was very excited, of course he knew what that meant.

"Uh, so it is. However, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product." Albert shook his head and said, the most annoying thing is that this new skill still does not appear on his panel skills.

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