The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The magic garden is said to be located somewhere in Europe.

In order to prevent poachers and some greedy people from destroying and looting the magic garden, centuries ago, the International Federation of Wizards hid the magic garden.

Most wizards don't even know there is such a place, let alone the exact location of the magic garden.

Today, the magic garden is only circulated in the circle of apothecaries and herbalists.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible for the Thestral carriages at Hogwarts to go directly to the Magic Garden. Their destination is the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France.

According to the past practice, the school teams participating in the Magic School Potions Championship will meet at the temporary stronghold, and then use the door key to go to the magic garden together.

Yes, to access the magic garden, a special door key must be used.

Like Azkaban Prison in England, its purpose is to keep other wizards from knowing the exact location of the magic garden.

However, many wizards have speculated that the magic garden is in France, or in the forests near France, but the greedy people have jointly searched the entire France and the surrounding forests, but still have not found any trace of the magic garden.

These news were all told by Professor Slughorn. Naturally, he did not know the specific location. It is said that the wizards he knew were all "silent people", and they all swore to protect the magic garden.

However, Albert felt that Hetok Dagworth should know the specific location of the magic garden, or he could go to the magic garden at any time, which is some privilege of the potion master.

When the Thestral carriage arrived in France, it was almost dusk, and the sky was dyed red by the sunset. The Thestral carriage flew towards the Pyrenees, the border between France and Spain. Looking down from the window of the carriage, you could see a beautiful French palace in the mountains: Beauxbaton Castle.

Of course, if it's a Muggle, passing by here can only see a fog.

Beauxbatons Castle, like Hogwarts, is protected by countless magics. This beautiful castle is surrounded by majestic gardens and fountains built using magic. I took out my camera from the seamless stretch bag and took a few pictures of the French palace below.

The carriage began to slope downward, and the Thestral carriage landed on the outermost lawn.

There was no warm welcome, no warm French girls, and only two people came to greet them, one of them was a very tall woman, as tall as Hagrid. Albert recognized at a glance that the other party should be Olim Maxime, the headmaster of the French Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Hagrid looked at Olim Maxime absentmindedly, then seemed to think of something, and hurried over to open the compartment door.

"I thought Dumbledore would lead the team."

Madame Maxime raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw the fat old man walking out of the carriage, a little surprised and puzzled.

Professor Slughorn was a little confused. He didn't understand French, but it didn't matter. Dumbledore told him that Albert could understand, so... he looked at Albert and waited for the other party to translate for him.

There are very few wizards like Dumbledore who can understand all languages.

"There's some trouble over there at the school, and Dumbledore can't get away." Slughorn smiled and kissed the back of the other's hand.

Maxim didn't care, and looked at Albert, who got off the carriage and translated for them. There was no emotional change on his face, but his eyes still stayed on Albert's body for a while.

"Karkaroff has come, they are resting, come with me!" Mrs. Maxim led a group of people to a remote area outside the school, where a tent was pitched.

Yes, it's a tent.

No welcome ceremony, no welcome banquet, just a small tent!

Yes, this is just a temporary gathering place.

There is a lot of space inside the tent. There is a table for a dozen people to eat in the middle, and there are some sofas on both sides, but they are far away from each other.

Karkaroff, the principal of Durmstrang College, was talking to his students,

After hearing the footsteps, everyone in the tent looked towards the door.

"Let's have a seat first. We were supposed to go to the magic garden to have a meal, but when I received the door key, the other party told me that our past time was nine o'clock in the evening." After Mrs. Maxime finished speaking, she said A group of house-elves served them a sumptuous French meal.

There were eleven people at the table. Durmstrang College and Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry all had three people, but there were only two people at Hogwarts who seemed out of place, and one of them was also a part-time translator, letting the tent The girls all cast scrutiny eyes.

Handsome, handsome, gentle and very comfortable, and Albert is the International Wizarding Chess Champion in this session, so he attracted the attention of the girls present, and they all looked at him secretly.

Who doesn't like handsome guys?

Even if it's not your own, at least it's eye-catching.

While everyone was eating, Albert noticed a beautiful girl in a light blue silk robe waving at him. The two boys from Durmstrang Academy who had been staring at her followed her line of sight and cast unkind glances at Albert.

In the face of bad hostility, Albert didn't care. Everyone was an opponent anyway, but these two guys were too stupid to be affected by the charm of each other.

"How many beautiful girls do you know?"

Isobel's voice rang in Albert's ear.

"We met each other at Mr. Delacour's wedding. They should be relatives of Miss Louise." Albert said without hesitation, the beautiful French girl obviously had Veela blood.

"I didn't expect you to remember it."

Isobel's smiling face made Albert suddenly regret answering this question. Sure enough, he should have pretended that he didn't know him just now.

"Her name is Alice, and she seems to have snatched Louise's boyfriend." Albert said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You're in big trouble!"

Isobel looked up at Miss Alice, their eyes met in mid-air, and they were about to collide with sparks.

Isobel just nodded lightly at the other party, and then withdrew his gaze.

With just one glance, Isobel can understand the other's little thought. She knew Alice's sinister intentions to seduce Albert.

Isobel thought it was very interesting. She didn't think the woman could succeed, and Albert could definitely guess it. However, she wasn't going to help stop this trouble, so she should let Albert know that people's hearts are sinister, lest he sway all the charms to hook up with beautiful girls.

snort!

It's not that she didn't realize that the girls in the tent were peeking at Albert.

It wasn't until after dinner that Albert knew what the trouble Isobel was talking about.

Two beautiful girls from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry took the initiative to talk to Albert, and invited him to visit Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with a smile.

Albert even lost his mind for a moment after seeing Alice's charming smile, but he quickly recovered, nodded and agreed, and suggested that everyone go together.

The charming smile on Alice's face gradually froze.

Albert's proposal, several people think it is good, anyway, they will continue to wait here for a few hours, and Madame Maxime has no objection, so she let her students walk around with others, let them Take in the views of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"My name is Mary, and Louise mentioned you in the letter. He said that you would definitely go to the competition and that Alice would be deflated."

Another French girl sneaked over to speak to Albert while Alice was fascinated by the two Durmstrang boys.

"Maybe I already have a girlfriend." Albert said politely.

"I know, I don't mean anything else."

Mary's expression became more and more weird, she rolled her eyes and reminded Isobel: "You better be careful of Alice's charm. That woman is best at using her charm to hook up other boys, fascinate them and then abandon them."

"I have confidence in Albert."

"You speak French fluently."

"thanks."

Everyone walked around the school and saw the fountain that the Lemays paid for. The statue of the fountain was the young Lemay and his wife, and was named after them.

The fountain is said to be a date spot for couples at the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"I heard the legend of this fountain. It is said that the spring water has the effect of repairing and beautifying." Albert cast an inquiring look at Mary.

"That's just exaggerated rumors. If you don't believe it, you'll know it by taking a sip." Mary explained with a smile.

Albert used a paper cup to pick up some water from the spring and took a sip, feeling no different from ordinary spring water.

After nine o'clock, everyone gathered outside the school. Madame Maxime took out a cane and asked each of them to reach out and grab the cane, then took out a pocket watch from her pocket and started the countdown, waiting for the door key to open. time.

When he counted to one, Albert felt pulled forward by an irresistible momentum, and his feet flew off the ground.

There seemed to be countless scenes passing by in front of him, and Albert couldn't see clearly at all.

I don't know how long it took, Albert finally re-experienced the feeling of his feet falling to the ground, no one fell, but it was not difficult to see from the expressions on their faces that the trip using the door key was not pleasant.

"Can't they find something gentler?" grumbled Professor Slughorn, clearly disliking this way of traveling.

"Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's team."

A wizard's voice sounded near them.

Everyone appeared at the entrance of a village, at least it did look like a village.

There were two wizards standing in front of them, one of them was holding a large gold watch, the other one smiled and reached out to pick up Madame Maxime's abduction, and said to everyone with a smile, "Welcome to the Magic Garden."

Everyone looked up at the village in front of them, all a little confused.