The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Although it is already March, the weather around Hogwarts is still very cold, and it is not known whether it is affected by a large number of Dementors, and the snow around the castle has only begun to melt now.

Albert crossed muddy fields and followed a gravel path to a hunting lodge on the edge of the forbidden forest. Something seemed to have caught his attention on the road. Albert narrowed his eyes and looked towards the woods, and found a black dog beside the woods, sneaking through the lawn, and a cat beside the black dog. It was Hermione. Crookshanks, it was walking fast beside the black dog, the cat and the dog seemed to notice Albert's gaze and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Albert looked back and walked towards Hagrid's hunting lodge.

There was light in the window of the hunting lodge. When Albert stepped forward to knock on the door, there was a sound of scratching at the door, and Hagrid's voice then sounded: "Back up, Ya Ya, back up."

"Sorry, I came to you at this time."

Hagrid opened the door and let Albert in.

"It doesn't matter." Albert noticed Hagrid sticking his head out of the door, and after carefully observing his surroundings, he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know," Hagrid said casually. "There's been a weird feeling lately, as if someone's watching, maybe someone from the Ministry of Magic. They're probably worried that I'll let Buckbeak go without permission."

"Someone is spying on you?"

Albert walked to the window and secretly observed the situation outside.

"There's no one around the hut, or Fang Ya would have warned, but I always find it a little weird." Hagrid grumbled as he walked to the fireplace, preparing to boil a pot of water to make Albert's tea.

Albert was sure not from the Ministry of Magic, those people wouldn't do such a thing, and Lucius Malfoy wished Hagrid had secretly released Buckbeak to find an excuse to throw people in Azkaban prison.

Albert had already guessed what was going on, and took out the map from his pocket to check the situation around Hagrid's hut.

There were five names in the hut, and besides him, Hagrid, Fang, and Buckbeak, there was a guy who should have died: Pettigrew Peter.

Sure enough, he was hiding in Hagrid's hunting lodge.

No wonder Sirius Black and Crookshanks are nearby.

"Have you found anything?" Hagrid asked, turning his head.

"A mouse," Albert said softly.

"A mouse?" Hagrid was even more confused.

"Yes, a mouse." Albert cast an earplug spell without warning to prevent Peter from eavesdropping on the next conversation between the two.

"Oh, that's fine. I often have mice here to steal food, and I saw one a while ago." Hagrid didn't care about it, and said casually, "How about you lend me the cat."

"My Tom can't catch mice." Albert said helplessly. He actually wanted to introduce Hermione's Crookshanks to Hagrid, but gave up thinking that doing so might scare Peter away.

"How can cats not catch mice?" Hagrid felt incredulous.

Albert didn't answer this, his eyes fell on Buckbeak, and the hippogriff also raised his head and stared at Albert, without any sense of crisis about to lose his head.

"You'll have to rename it later, Buckbeak can't be used anymore." Albert stepped forward, stared into Buckbeak's eyes, completely ignoring Hagrid's "be careful" warning, and reached out to touch its brain.

"You should be careful." Hagrid blamed Albert's reckless behavior, "but, you're right, I'll give him a new name."

He took the boiling kettle from the fireplace and poured it into a large teapot. While pouring a cup of black tea for Albert, he placed a piece of chocolate cake in front of Albert, along with a piece of parchment paper. , that was the Ministry of Magic's notice to Hagrid.

Albert opened the letter, read it quickly, looked up and said to Hagrid, "The current situation is not too bad."

"Not too bad?"

"At least the Ministry of Magic didn't bring a gangster to hear your appeal."

Albert picked up the cup of hot tea, blew the heat off it gently, took a sip, and said, "I guess that after the appeal fails this time, the next time you appeal, the Ministry of Magic will come to listen to you with an executioner. appealed."

"Then what should I do?" Hagrid looked at Albert uneasily, hoping that the other party could give some useful advice.

Albert put down the teacup and said calmly, "You need help."

"Aren't you and Hermione helping me all the time?" Hagrid asked puzzled.

"No, you misunderstood what I meant, I said it was professionals who helped people." Albert explained, "In the Muggle world, there is a profession that specializes in helping people with lawsuits called lawyers."

"But there are no lawyers in the wizarding world," said Hagrid, wide-eyed.

"I know, but you can pay a consultant who understands Ministry of Magic law to help you win this case," Albert explained.

"But didn't you say we can't win this case?" Hagrid was a little confused by Albert's words.

"Yes, we may not win, but that doesn't mean we can't disgust Malfoy." Albert grinned maliciously.

"Also, having a wizard who understands the law to help you can save you a lot of trouble. Of course, it would be better if you could win."

"I don't know anyone like that," said Hagrid awkwardly.

"I can ask you, then, you can do this, this, and this." Albert lowered his voice and told Hagrid his plan.

"Is this okay?" Hagrid stared at Albert in a stunned manner. Is this a plan for Malfoy to buy off his advisor and then share Malfoy's money together?

"Of course, the Daily Prophet will definitely be happy to report on these tidbits, as long as they don't want this to be exposed, they must buy him and make you a complete failure."

"But...why don't we just win the case?" Hagrid asked in confusion.

"Because you can't win, even if this matter is exposed, the probability of you winning the lawsuit is still not high. At most, you will cause some trouble for Malfoy." Albert took a bite of the chocolate cake and couldn't help frowning. The cake didn't taste very good, it was a little hard, and it had probably been sitting for several days.

"So it's the easiest and most effective way to do it the other way around, and don't you think it's interesting? Malfoys and sons went to great lengths to kill Buckbeak, they spent a lot of Galleons, and at the last minute they gave it to Slip away, I think their family will be furious because of it!"

"You're right, the family should have been punished long ago!" Hagrid recalled what happened last semester, and had no good feelings for Malfoy at all.

If Albert hadn't discovered the secret of the Slytherin heir in time, Ginny Weasley might have been in danger, and he would have been locked up in Azkaban forever.

It would be great if this plan could slap Malfoy hard.

"However, how do you plan to deal with this matter, reveal a little bit, at least reassure me!" Hagrid was convinced that Albert had found a way to let Buckbeak escape. He asked tentatively, "Don't you want to take the opportunity to take Buckbeak away on the day of your execution!"

"Of course not, I won't use that risky method." Albert shook his head and said, "However, I can't tell you the method yet, your mouth is not reliable enough, you better not even think about it, and I I think it's best not to let other people know about this, so as not to leak the news."

"Okay, okay! As long as Buckbeak can be saved, everything else doesn't matter." Hagrid finally compromised, not wondering what method Albert was going to use.

"It's already dark, I'll take you back to the castle!"

Hagrid got up and prepared to escort Albert back to the castle. Although he didn't think that Albert would be in danger when returning to the castle alone, he still had to do something.

After watching Hagrid leave, Albert found a remote corridor, and after confirming that there was no one around, he put an illusion spell on himself, quietly went to the bathroom on the eighth floor, and waited for the arrival of another self.

When he heard three knocks on the door, counted in his mind for thirty seconds, and walked out of the bathroom, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all waiting for him outside.

"Do you really not use the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor?" The three continued to talk about the topic just now.

"I'm going to make a room myself." Albert briefly explained his plan.

"Make a room yourself?" Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all a little stunned. They couldn't understand what Albert did to make a new room in the castle.

"Have you forgotten that there is a magic called the Traceless Stretching Charm?" Albert reminded with a smile: "We can use the Traceless Stretching Charm to create an empty room, and then move some of the things in the Room of Requirement to the room. The only problem is that we have to find a remote secret passage that basically nobody knows about.”

"Why not just use the Room of Requirement?" Fred couldn't understand why Albert would bother to get his own room, when there was already a place to use it.

"I don't want too many people to know about the existence of the House of Requirement? If too many people know about that place, we won't be able to use it in the future," Albert explained. There is a lot of use of this technology.”

"I think your method is great, and other people will definitely be shocked." George felt that Albert had his reasons for doing so, so he didn't say more, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to learn from Albert Traceless Stretching Spell.

"As for the secret passage, we know a lot." Fred said after thinking for a moment, "The secret passage for the portrait on the seventh floor is very suitable. I dare to say that even Filch didn't know that there was a secret passage behind the portrait. ."

"If everyone finds out that the secret room used by the party has turned into a secret passage, they will be shocked." Lee Jordan seemed to have thought that other people were going to use the secret room outside the party, but found that the secret room was missing.