The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"what time is it?"

Isobel just woke up, rubbed his head in Albert's arms, and asked confusedly.

"It's almost half past six."

Albert reached out and picked up the pocket watch on the bed table, and with the help of the faint candlelight, he could see the time clearly, "We have to get up, we have to attend the Halloween party later."

"A little tired." The girl muttered.

"It is estimated that the blood sugar is a little low."

Albert hugged his girlfriend tenderly, put the pocket watch back on the bed table, and took a box of chocolates from the sweets pile, unpacked it, and put the chocolates to her mouth, "Eating sweets will make you feel better. Come on, open your mouth~ ah!"

"blood sugar?"

Isobel took a vague bite of the chocolate and shrank into Albert's arms like a kitten, "What is that?"

"Want some more?"

"Um."

After Albert slowly fed Isobel a piece of chocolate, the two finally got up. The girl stood in front of the mirror and sorted out her wrinkled clothes, then seized the last ten minutes and hurried downstairs to the auditorium.

Hundreds of jack-o-lanterns floated over the auditorium, and since Hagrid didn't want to take care of the giant pumpkins in the field, Professor Flitwick had to resort to other means.

Albert soon found Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, who were sitting under a group of fluttering bats, who had reserved a seat for Albert.

"It cost a total of thirteen Galleons."

Fred pretended to look at the orange streamers spitting flames on the ceiling, and whispered to Albert, "However, we can't be sure if that bastard is fooling us with fakes."

With that, George took out the dried black pod-like poisonous tentacle seeds from a bulging bag.

Albert put the seeds of the poisonous tentacles to his ears, and could vaguely hear a slight whistle. He nodded towards the three of them and said, "It's what we want. Don't plant it for the time being. Find a box and put it away."

"I will."

It didn't take long for the Halloween feast to begin, and the delicious food suddenly appeared on the golden plate, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Albert concentrated on a chicken leg, chatting with his roommates about what happened today.

If nothing else, Black had almost broken into Hogwarts Castle and tried to get into the Gryffindor common room through the Fat Lady.

Now was the best chance to catch Black, but Albert didn't plan to catch Black right now, which meant that his Galleon flew away, and Black was caught now, and he would definitely die.

Albert is usually very patient with a guy who might do him a huge favor.

With laughter, the dinner came to an end.

This year's Halloween dinner ended with a program provided by the ghost of Hogwarts. At the Gryffindor table, Nick, who was almost headless, was recreating the scene of his beheading.

"I think we can invent a similar game, where the little wooden man slowly climbs the steps and walks to a set of nooses, and asks the participants to answer the riddle. Go to Nick over there and describe the game idea to the roommates.

"I think children should like it." Albert casually echoed: "You can make the villain make some noise after he is hanged, or give some punishment to the failed player."

"I think I can invent a pair of boots that can walk on the wall." Lee Jordan said, looking at the ghost floating in the air, "or, a prop that allows people to float in the air."

"Perhaps, you can put some Billywig's needle powder in your mouth." Fred said without hesitation, "There is still a lot of Billywig's needle left over from the last purchase. It is said that I ate too much of that stuff. It can make people float in the air forever.”

"It's not eating too much, it's allergies, and there are very few unlucky people like that." Albert corrected.

"Maybe you can use a levitation spell, and then make a pair of boots that can make you stick to the wall, maybe you can walk on the wall." George said his thoughts.

After the dinner, Albert, who was full, slowly followed behind everyone. Before he returned to the common room, he saw Professor Dumbledore hurriedly rushing to the common room of Hogwarts, and then Albert I saw everyone walking back, preparing to return to the auditorium.

"what happened?"

"The Fat Lady's portrait was damaged by Blake," Fred explained. "By the way, where did you go."

"It's behind you." Albert stretched out his hand to cover his yawn and said lazily, "I've eaten too much at night, so walk slowly."

Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin students also came, and there were whispers in the auditorium, and everyone was inquiring about the students of other houses.

This chaotic situation only gradually quieted down until Dumbledore appeared.

All pupils were told by the principal that they would need to spend the night in the auditorium as a thorough search of the castle would take place.

Before leaving, Dumbledore cleaned out the auditorium and made hundreds of sleeping bags out of thin air, allowing the students to spend the night in the auditorium.

The prefects, however, had no such luck, and were asked to stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium to maintain order to ensure that there would be no chaos on this side of the auditorium.

"Do you think Blake is still in the castle?" Shanna moved closer to Albert, looking nervous with her wand in her hand.

"Don't worry, Blake is no longer in the castle." Albert reassured.

The two passed through the crowd and walked towards the periphery of the hall.

"You prophesied?" Shanna asked in a low voice.

"No, as long as Blake isn't stupid, he won't stay in the castle. It's inevitable that the professors will search the castle." Albert said, "However, his act of destroying the portrait of the Fat Lady is very pure, and it can be seen that Blake's Feeling a little out of control."

"How on earth did he get in." Shanna was more worried about this question.

"Probably through the secret passage." Albert said without hesitation, "There are many secret passages in the school, and it may not be surprising that Black knows one of them."

"But Filch knows all the secret passages," Shanna reminded.

"It's impossible for Filch to know the secret way." Albert asked when he saw Nick coming over, "Is something wrong?"

"Percy is looking for you," Nick reminded.

"I see."

As soon as Albert walked into Percy, he asked Albert's ex to search the castle with you, Professor McGonagall.

As for Albert and Shanna, they stayed here to patrol and maintain order in the auditorium.

"I can exchange with them." Albert asked.

"I'm fine." Shanna remembered Albert's words, and felt that there should be no danger in following Albert's side.

"We're fine."

Many people are willing to participate in the task of searching for Black, after all talking about Black and searching for Black are two different things.

"Nick, please take them to Professor McGonagall." Percy was satisfied with the efficiency here and immediately said to Nick.

"You must know something, right!"

Shanna knew that Albert wasn't one for rhetoric, he would think that Blake was no longer in the castle, there must be some proof.

"Black broke the Fat Lady's portrait with a knife." Albert took out a candy from his pocket, peeled one, put it in his mouth, and handed a few to Shanna. Don't want to sleep."

"You mean, Black doesn't have a wand in his hand?" Shanna's mind was also very flexible, and she immediately thought of the reason.

"If Blake had a wand, I think he'd burn the whole thing down in a fit of rage."

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