The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The train finally arrived at Hogsmeade Station.

The students who had just got off the train were immediately soaked by the cold rain outside and shivered.

What the hell!

December has never been so gloomy.

Albert, who had just got off the train, felt a chill coming towards his face, and he actually exhaled a big breath of heat.

However, Albert had made preparations earlier, and had put on a thick cloak and a raincoat on himself, raised his wand to hold the umbrella, and blocked the cold rain falling from above his head.

It's all the Dementors' fault!

It must be the activities of the group of guys that caused the chill of this scale, otherwise, how could the platform freeze in the current weather.

What the hell!

Are wizards in such good shape?

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After being drenched in rain like this, there is no collective cold?

"First graders come here!"

At one end of the platform, Hagrid was holding a lantern and beckoning to the panicked new students, ready to lead them on a traditional trip across the lake.

The rest of the students huddled together, shivering, and crowded toward the carriage procession on the street under the rain. They couldn't wait to board the carriage and head to the warm Hogwarts Castle.

Albert easily found Fred, George, and Lee Jordan. All three mastered the trick of using wands to conjure umbrellas and were waiting for him at the platform, standing out among the shivering crowd.

"Oh my God, you're so well prepared."

Fred, George and Lee Jordan all stared at the heavily armed Albert.

"I had long guessed that the Dementors would make the Hogwarts weather look like this." Albert raised his finger and pointed to the sky above everyone's heads, signaling the three to look up.

Dementors loomed over the rain screen watching the train platform from above.

"Azkaban prison must be horrible!" George muttered softly.

"Keep up, don't fall behind."

The crowd walked through the rough and muddy path, and finally found the carriage team on the streets of Hogsmeade. The students hurried to the carriage they had chosen and quickly got into the carriage, as if trying to isolate the rain and cold outside from the carriage.

After the four of them got into the car, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even with umbrellas, some of their robes were soaked by the rain, not to mention those unlucky bastards who were completely wet. I'm afraid they are now shivering in the corner of the carriage!

"It's choking!"

Fred shivered as he sniffed the musty and straw in the air.

Albert took out his wand, evaporated the wet rain on the robes for the three of them, and reminded: "You'd better take the time to learn this, some magic is still very useful, and it can be used to invent similar magic props in the future, I I think most students will be willing to spend a little money on this thing, and it always rains in the beginning of the school season."

"You're right, other unlucky people who got wet in the rain will definitely buy it for some reason." Both Fred and George felt that there should be a market for this thing, and a market means there is money to be made.

The carriage drove towards the castle, and as it passed the Hogwarts gate, Albert saw two tall, cloaked Dementors standing guard on either side of the gate.

An inexplicable chill hit the carriage.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan seemed to be unaware and pointed at the dementors outside the carriage. Perhaps Albert was sitting beside them, giving them all the courage.

The carriage traveled along a long ramp and eventually stopped in front of the castle.

The four got off the carriage one after another, holding up umbrellas and joining the crowd hurried to the stone steps.

After walking through the huge oak door, the chill in the air was dissipated by torches on the wall.

Albert followed the crowd to the hall, and glanced at the candles suspended in mid-air. These magical candles were enchanted, and no wax oil would drip from their heads, otherwise it would be another scene.

Albert found a place to sit down, and when he looked up at the teacher's seat, he found something more interesting.

Their potions professor, Snape, kept his eyes on the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, his thin, sallow face twisted with anger and hatred.

"Look at the teacher's chair." Albert said softly, "Our Potions Professor seems to know the new Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor..."

"It wasn't just because the Defence Against the Dark Arts professorship was robbed." Fred looked a little gloating, and Snape's unhappiness was the source of their happiness.

"I suspect they have a grudge," George added in a low voice.

"Maybe, Snape was robbed of his girlfriend by the other party." Li Jordan guessed maliciously, "Otherwise, there would be no such unforgettable hatred."

"Can Snape find a girlfriend?" Fred and George questioned.

"Don't forget, Snape received Valentine's Day chocolates." Albert kindly reminded the three of them.

These words immediately silenced the three of them, and they were afraid that Snape would find out if they laughed out loud.

"Cough, where did you say Professor McGonagall went?" Fred looked at Professor Flitwick, who walked into the auditorium with an old hat and a three-legged stool, and quickly changed the subject.

"Probably... sent Harry to the school hospital," George speculated, noticing that there was an open seat beside Ron and Harry Potter was not in the auditorium now.

"Quiet, the sorting ceremony is about to begin."

Albert quietly looked at the sorting hat on the three-legged stool, recalling his memories of sorting.

Gryffindor.

Nothing bad.

Albert actually didn't care about the branch. He was a little hungry and regretted not having a snack just now.

Most of the students in the hall may not have the patience for the sorting ceremony.

it is finally over.

After the sorting ceremony, Albert was also relieved, and heard a whisper behind him. He turned around with everyone, and found that they were all looking at Harry, discussing the famous Harry Potter's soul capture. Strange things passed out in front of.

However, everyone soon ran out of time to discuss Harry Potter.

In the teacher's chair, the principal stood up and spoke.

"welcome!"

Dumbledore, as usual, spread his arms and said, "Welcome to Hogwarts in the new school year! Welcome to our old students - I have a very serious business with you all before you get dizzy with good food. say clearly."

All the whispers disappeared, and the auditorium suddenly fell silent.

Dumbledore seldom said nonsense before the banquet began, and he spoke now, obviously to say something very important.

"The Dementors from Azkaban will be at Hogwarts on Ministry of Magic duty." Dumbledore cleared his throat and warned sternly: "During their stay here, no one will be allowed to do so without permission. Don't leave school without permission."

"Don't play tricks with Dementors, and don't try to deceive them with disguise, not even an invisibility cloak. They don't know what a request or an excuse is by nature." Leigh glanced at him and continued, "I hope the prefects, as well as our newly appointed President of the Boys' and Girls' Student Councils, will ensure that no student will conflict with the Dementors."

"Please don't give the Dementors an excuse to hurt you, okay?"

When Dumbledore mentioned the President of the Student Union, Percy couldn't help but puff out his chest, as if he wanted to let people see the badge of the President of the Student Union on his chest.

"I feel like Dumbledore is talking about you." George touched Albert's ribs with his elbow and said with a smile, "He looked this way just now."

"You are overthinking." Albert said calmly.

"Someone used the Patronus to smear the Dementor's face when he disagreed."

"I think if you encounter Dementors in Hogsmeade, you might do the same." Lee Jordan had such an expression, "Call the Patronus directly to drive them away."

"Don't be stupid, I dare say that this year the school will send a professor to Hogsmeade Village to watch, and nothing will happen there." Albert did not hide his disgust for Dementors, he believed that no one would Love those monsters.

"...Two new teachers join our team." Dumbledore continued: "The first is Professor Lupin, who has agreed to fill the vacancy in Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"Speaking of which, there are still people who dare to apply for the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"Maybe, he needs this decent job, Professor Lupin doesn't look like he is very rich." Albert analyzed calmly, "If he has a good teaching level, but can't find a job, some things will Very suspicious."

"What is suspicious."

"identity."

"Identity? You think there is something wrong with Professor Lupin. Is he really Sirius Black in disguise?"

"It shouldn't, or Dumbledore will surely find something wrong."

"... Ruburt Hagrid has come to fill the vacancy. He has agreed to serve as a teacher in addition to serving as a hunter."

"Don't be too happy, Hagrid may know a lot about magical animals, but he is definitely not a qualified professor." Albert looked at the three people who were applauding, and poured cold water coldly.

"That biting book really doesn't look good!" Fred muttered.

"Think of all the cuties Hagrid has raised. God knows what's going to happen in his class."

"Three-headed dog."

"Fire dragon."

"Eight-eyed spider."

"Oh my god, that's not a good idea," Fred muttered under his breath. "He wouldn't really have gotten the Octopus into class, would he?"

He hates those big spiders.

"Probably not."

No one really got the eight-eyed spider into the classroom.

"Fortunately, after this year, we don't have to take the protection of magical creatures class again."

"...Let's start eating now!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden plates and goblets in front of them were suddenly full of food and drink, and the table even groaned overwhelmed.

When Albert was cutting a steak, Nick, who almost frowned, floated over and said to Albert with a smile, "You really have become a prefect."

"thanks."

"Professor McGonagall asked me to tell you, the password: it's a lucky star."

"That's the benefit of the prefect." Lee Jordan teased.

"Shut up and eat your potatoes."

After everyone had eaten and drank, the sound of the auditorium gradually became noisy, Dumbledore said a few more words, and let everyone go back to rest.

"See you later." After saying goodbye to Fred, George and Lee Jordan, Albert walked to the end of the Gryffindor long table and shouted towards the table, "First-year freshman, please come this way!"

This time, Albert and Shanna didn't copy the path. After leaving the restaurant, they climbed the marble stairs and honestly followed the path that Percy took them to.

Albert led the freshman through the door hidden behind the sliding shutters and the hanging drapery, and shuffled up many stairs, and finally came to the portrait of the Fat Lady at the end of the corridor.

"password"

"The lucky star shines brightly."

"This is Gryffindor's common room." Albert introduced to the freshmen, "You will live here in the future."

"I'll leave it to you girls," he said to Shanna.

"Okay," Shanna said behind her. "Ladies, keep up."

Albert led the boys to their dormitory. If Percy hadn't mentioned it to him on the train, he wouldn't know where the freshman's dormitory was.

After finally finishing his work, Albert dragged his tired pace back to the dormitory.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a fat cat squatting on the table staring at him, his resentful eyes seemed to say: I am hungry.

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