The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Tom, Tom, where are you, it's time for bed."

There was a light knock on the door of the room on the second floor, Nia pushed open the door, leaned in quietly, looked at Albert sitting at the desk, and asked, "Is Tom here?"

"It should have gone to the master bedroom to blow the air conditioner," Albert said. They have air conditioning in two places in their home, the master bedroom and living room where Daisy and Herb slept.

As a cat who likes to enjoy life, after the air conditioner in the living room was turned off, he naturally ran to the master bedroom to use the air conditioner, and there was only a fan running in Albert and Nia's room.

"Oh."

Before Nia left, she took one last look at Albert and closed the door with her backhand. She went down the stairs and ran to knock on the door of the master bedroom, "Mom, is Tom on your side?"

"Tom is here." Daisy said, pointing to the fat cat on the chair.

"Tom, it's time to go back to sleep."

The girl quickly picked up the fat cat Tom and returned to her room.

In the magic world, magic that can create ice is relatively rare. At least Albert has not found any magic that can create ice and cold air for the time being. Even if there is a freezing spell in the spell, it does not make the object really freeze.

As far as Albert knows, the most effective way to create cold is actually dementors. Wherever dementors appear, the surrounding temperature will become extremely cold, and even the hot water in a cup can be frozen in a short time. ice cubes.

If you can seal the dementors in containers, you might be able to create magical refrigerators and air conditioners.

The Dementor brand air conditioner is very emotional when you think about it.

"I guess no one dares to buy it!" Albert laughed at himself.

After all, wizards generally shun dark creatures like dementors.

Not to mention having an air conditioner at home with a dementor in it.

In fact, Albert knew that the Florin Fusco ice cream shop used a modified version of the Muggle refrigerator, just like Arthur's flying Ford gas car.

Magic is still useful sometimes.

As for the ban on enchanting Muggle-made things?

Old Fusco didn't really care.

Anyway, I don't know, whether it's illegal or not.

Moreover, the old Fusco has a wide range of connections, and basically no one will go to him for trouble.

"What are you thinking about?"

Isobel's voice came from the double-sided mirror.

"I'm wondering how the wizards spend the hot summer without air conditioners and fans?" Albert looked at the girl in pajamas in the double-sided mirror, and told the other party what he thought with a smile.

"You are so courageous. I dare say that apart from you, no one would have thought of locking up the Dementor and using it as a tool to cool down." Bold and helpless.

However, after having used the cursed mandrake as a weapon last time, the girl had no doubt that Albert would one day put it into action.

Dementor coolers, as funny as that sounds.

It will definitely become the laughing stock of the magic world!

"A small number of wizards will cast basic movement spells on the blades to achieve the effect of what you call a fan." Isobel thought for a while, but still explained Albert's confusion.

"Of course, you can also use the weather modification spell to create a windy environment."

"What about most wizards?"

"In fact, most wizards are not very afraid of heat, they are used to living like that." Isobel added, "Especially the dark wizards, they themselves live in gloomy castles and manors, covered with It was all cold."

Of course, in the last sentence, Isobel was joking.

But her words are equally reasonable. Will dark wizards be afraid of heat?

No, they are not afraid.

This is probably a cold joke in the magic world!

"Is bubble tea delicious?" Albert changed the subject.

Talking about dementors and dark wizards at night is just too rude.

"That's delicious, and Katrina loves those black pearls of the Q-bombs.

"

Isobel put his chin on his hands, looked at Albert in the double-sided mirror and said, "However, I tried to make it several times using the tapioca flour you sent, but it didn't work. Bubble milk tea is your drink. ?"

"Forget it, a very popular drink, usually add some ice cubes to it." Albert said here, his tone paused, and asked, "I am more curious, how did the wizard get the ice cubes, do they Don't you need fresh food?"

"This... I'm not quite sure." Isobel shook his head.

"Most wizards don't care much about how to make themselves more comfortable. They don't even know how to enjoy life." Albert said helplessly: "They never use magic to improve their living environment."

"It can be seen that you are a person who likes to enjoy life." Isobel said casually.

"No one wants to be cold in the cold winter, and no one wants to be warm in the warm weather." Albert muttered, "The wizards in the British wizarding world are a bit old-fashioned. I heard that most of the wizards in the United States are He is very familiar with Muggle life and knows how to make himself better."

"I'm not very familiar with the wizarding world in America."

"You can help me find related magic, and you will teach me when I go to school. It's really uncomfortable not to be able to use magic." Albert couldn't help complaining about it again, "I don't even dare to bang now. My own wand, Hertok told me about that toad from Dolores, I don't want to deal with the head of the Ministry of Magic's Prohibition of Misuse of Magic at all, that guy is just a big trouble."

"Okay, but don't have high expectations." Isobel covered a yawn.

At this moment, an owl flew in from the window. Albert thought it was Sheila, but he didn't expect it to be a gray night owl.

He threw a letter on the table, ate some owl nuts in Shera's trough, and flew away.

Fortunately, Shera was not there, otherwise the two sides would probably have to fight.

Sheila seemed to have something to do today, she flew away by herself, and she probably didn't know how to go to the gang to bring her letters back.

"Katrina is here, that's all for now, good night!"

Isobel took a piece of cloth, wrapped the double-sided mirror, and put it in the drawer next to it.

"Good night."

Albert also put away the double-sided mirror and was about to open Sera's letter when another owl flew in. Sheila came back and brought him a letter.

The letter was actually written by Hermione, which surprised Albert.

Hermione said in the letter that she had lost contact with Harry, and Ron had been unable to get in touch with Harry.

Albert naturally knew what was wrong with Harry, and the Malfoy house-elves intercepted all Harry Potter correspondence.

"He might be in some trouble, Potter's family doesn't seem to like wizards very much, maybe they locked up his owl by not letting Potter reply. You know, underage wizards can't use magic." Able Te wrote some advice to Hermione: "If you can't get in touch with Potter, you can go to Potter's house. I think Hagrid should know where Harry lives."

"You can run with Hagrid and tell him that Harry is in a bit of trouble, and I think Hagrid would love to go through it himself."

After Albert finished writing, he didn't hand the letter to Sheila, and was going to let his owl deliver the letter after he recovered his strength.

At this time, another owl flew in and threw a letter on his table.

Albert picked up the letter with a weird expression, because the letter actually came from the United States on the other side of the ocean.

I don't have any friends in America.

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