The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Hagrid's sense of Lockhart was really bad.

Having said that, the other party suddenly ran over to find him, and he actually wanted to teach him how to prevent the water monster from getting into the well?

Looking at Lockhart who was constantly nagging, Hagrid became dazed and couldn't help looking at the place where Albert had just disappeared, and couldn't help complaining about the guy who just sneaked away.

Albert must have expected this situation long ago, so he sneaked away.

Damn, why don't you stay with me.

Hagrid felt inexplicably noisy, what did Lockhart just say?

Harry's autograph?

"Does he need to send an autograph?" Hagrid interrupted, feeling speechless, "Professor Lockhart, Harry doesn't need an autograph, he's already famous."

Lockhart frowned slightly, but soon resumed his babbling about Harry's trip to school in the flying car.

Hagrid was speechless for a moment. He simply took the rooster that had just been slaughtered from the side and began to pluck the feathers, casually making a few remarks.

Lockhart's bragging made Hagrid feel uncomfortable. He really didn't know whether the other party couldn't understand it or whether he didn't understand it on purpose. He just nagged for nearly ten minutes.

I don't know how this man can talk so much, can't he be thirsty?

"Come to me if you need any help." Lockhart gave Hagrid a handsome smile. "You know where I am!"

"No, thanks, I don't need help right now," Hagrid said dryly.

"However, I'm surprised you don't have a book I've written yet." Lockhart was not at all embarrassed, and said to himself: "Tonight, I'll send a signed book. Okay. ,goodbye!"

After Lockhart left, Hagrid closed the wooden door and exhaled heavily.

Thank goodness he was finally gone.

When Hagrid turned his head, he saw Albert sitting in the same position again.

"Where did you hide just now?" Hagrid glared at Albert angrily.

"If Lockhart sees me, he will definitely be more tossed, so it's better for me not to see him here." Albert didn't care about Hagrid's dissatisfied eyes, and asked casually, "By the way, What was the water monster Lockhart mentioned just now?"

"Water monsters are just a general term, referring to those monsters that live in water." Hagrid took the half-plucked rooster from the table, wiped the table with a rag, and placed the teapot and snacks again.

"What kind of water monster would live in a well?" Albert asked, scratching Fang Fang's ear.

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

Hagrid took a deep look at Albert, stepped forward to open the door, and was relieved when he saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione coming.

"Why is Lockhart here, Hagrid?" Harry Potter's voice came from outside the door.

"Teach me how to keep the water goblin from getting into the well," said Hagrid indignantly. "As if I didn't know, what's the matter with Ron, he looks sick?"

Harry and Hermione helped Ron across the threshold, and when they entered the cabin, they saw Albert sitting there rubbing the dog's head.

"Albert?" The surprise on Hermione's face quickly returned to normal, and she said with a smile: "Congratulations, you won the International Wizarding Chess Championship."

"Thank you, what's wrong with Weasley, have you been hit by the curse?" Albert looked at Ron, who was spitting slugs, and suggested, "If you can't break the curse, you'd better take him to Pang. Mrs. Frey, that would save him a little bit of guilt."

"That..." Harry helped Ron sit down in the chair and awkwardly told the two of them the reason for Ron's slug.

"His luck is not bad. Sometimes bad things can happen when the spell is backfired." Albert looked at Ron with interest, took out his wand and tried to release the spell, but it was obviously not a big deal. The effect, because Ron was spitting slugs in his mouth again, looked really unflattering.

"It's better to spit it out than to swallow it," Hagrid didn't seem worried.

I found a big copper basin and put it in front of Ron.

"Swallow it?" Albert couldn't help feeling nauseated when he heard Hagrid's words.

"Is there no way?" Hermione asked.

"Failed. However, this is to be expected, the backfire of the spell is a difficult situation to deal with." Albert didn't care about Ron's situation. Anyway, the person who snorted the slug was not himself, his friends were all Who is to blame for not taking people to the school hospital?

"That broken wand needs to be replaced!"

Hagrid was pouring tea for a few people with a copper kettle, and suddenly thought of something, "Oh, that's right Harry. I heard you sent a photo of your autograph, why didn't I get it?"

"I didn't post the autographed photo," Harry protested disgruntled. "That's Lockhart spreading rumors all over the place."

"Harry, you can go to Lee Jordan and sign your wizard card." Albert suddenly remembered something and continued, "In this way, you will no longer need to sign in the future. Lockhart said this, and he has agreed to let me help him create a special wizard card."

"No, no thanks," Harry said dryly.

"I advise you not to refuse, even Dumbledore is happy to do so." Albert reminded kindly, "In fact, the professors in the school have basically agreed."

"basically?"

"Professor Snape didn't agree. I haven't been able to convince him for the time being. To be honest, Professor Snape may have misunderstood me a little." , as long as there are photos, it is difficult for the other party to climb out to find trouble for him, so Albert doesn't care if Snape refuses or not.

"I don't think so," said Hagrid suddenly.

"Yes, I have already made it for you a long time ago. If you are interested, I will bring you a set of cards next time." Albert said with a smile.

"That's great!" Hagrid nodded with satisfaction. "However, I don't want Lockhart's cards."

"Didn't Hagrid like Professor Lockhart?" Hermione looked surprised.

"Actually, everyone doesn't like Professor Lockhart." Albert said without hesitation, "Didn't you find out? Basically, the professors in the whole school don't like Professor Lockhart very much."

Harry opened his mouth in shock, Hermione looked confused and confused, and as for Ron, he was still spewing slugs into the basin.

"I just came to Hagrid to inquire about Lockhart. Based on his teaching level, I suspect that what Professor Lockhart described in his book is actually fictional."

"you should not……"

"Lockhart bragged to me just now about how he exorcised female ghosts, and if one of them was true, I ate the teapot." Hagrid also agreed with Albert's words.

"Hagrid, Dumbledore thinks Lockhart..." Hermione's voice rose a little.

"Who was Ron trying to curse just now?" Albert rudely changed the subject, it would be unwise for him not to talk to a fan about someone she likes.

"Malfoy," said Ron hoarsely. "Malfoy calls Hermione 'Mudblood'"

"Really?" Hagrid looked at Hermione indignantly, wanting to get the answer from her.

"Yes," said Hermione, nodding, "but I don't know what that means."

"Mudbloods refer to Muggle wizards like us," Albert explained casually, "that is, a slanderous term for people whose parents don't know how to magic."

Hagrid looked at Albert speechlessly, he didn't understand why Albert didn't seem to be angry at all.

"Actually, you don't know." Albert took a sip of tea, shook his head and said, "The so-called pure-blood wizards in the wizarding world are just a bunch of pitiful worms."

At this moment, everyone was stunned, and even Ron stopped vomiting.

"The so-called pure-blood is actually born from intermarriage of close relatives. After all, there are only so many pure-blood wizards in the United Kingdom, and it is inevitable that they have some relatives." Albert began to popularize the stunned three people: "Three generations of direct blood relatives. Even if they are close relatives."

"You may not know that intermarriage can cause a lot of problems, such as genetic diseases, such as mental decline, such as schizophrenia, such as personality will become irritable, angry, arrogant, conceited, and even unreasonable." Albert drinks After taking a sip of tea, he said in a sarcastic tone, "Now do you know why dark wizards are more cruel? Because they are the products of intermarriage of close relatives, and their births cannot be chosen by themselves, so I say they are pitiful creatures. , think about being irritable at birth, or having a genetic disease."

Hagrid thought it was extremely absurd, but he felt that what Albert said really made sense. Aren't most Death Eaters those so-called pure-blood wizards?

Don't those so-called pure-blood wizards like intermarriage?

"Although such an intermarriage, the descendants produced may have far more magical power than ordinary wizards, but now it's not a matter of who's spell is stronger." After speaking, Albert raised his hand and tapped his head, "The wizard More need to rely on the brain, the brain is the most important? Even if a genius is born, the probability is very low, and there may be many genetic problems. "

Ron suddenly wanted to laugh. A guy with a sense of superiority like the Malfoy family turned into a worthless poor bastard in Albert's mouth. Malfoy should really listen to this.

vomit!

Ron hurriedly leaned down again, retching for a while, and a few slugs popped out of his mouth again.

This time, it seemed that the other three were awakened. It's just that the expressions on their faces became very weird.