The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The castle, which had been deserted due to the Christmas holiday, became lively again after the students returned.

Gryffindor students gathered in twos and threes to chat about holiday chores, and a few students were working on their holiday homework.

After Albert had packed his dorm room, he sat by the window with Lee Jordan and played wizarding cards. This deck is not the same as the original one, the classification is more detailed, and even the cards have become very formal, and they can be sold.

Although wizard cards are not as popular as they used to be, there are still many students in the school who are willing to join wizard card clubs.

People are not just for the championship reward, but because they can always find friends in the club to play poker with.

It felt really good to have everyone together to play poker.

The only regret is that the wizard card has still not been produced on a large scale, and the sale is a loss-making business. Today's Wizards Card Club relies more on Lee Jordan's enthusiasm for management, and he himself is very enthusiastic about it.

"It's not easy to finally win you once." Lee Jordan stretched his hands and said with a smile, "You haven't played wizard cards for too long."

"Yeah, I haven't played for a long time." Albert put down the wizard card in his hand, looked sideways at Fred and George who were copying homework, and asked with a smile, "How is it, are you done copying? "

"Come on, there's one last bit left."

"It will be over soon."

"I don't know why the two of them just don't want to spend some time on it." Lee Jordan is not surprised by this. After every vacation, Fred and George need to copy their homework in order to complete the vacation homework.

"Who saw Harry?"

Wood looked around the common room and walked towards Fred and George.

"Wood, what are you doing to Harry? He seems to have something to do back to the dormitory just now, and he should be down soon." Lee Jordan raised his hand and greeted Wood, "Oh, he's here."

"Something." Wood didn't say much, he had already seen Harry.

"Guess what they're talking about?" said Lee Jordan, looking at the two over there.

"Probably a Quidditch thing, Wood is only concerned with Quidditch right now." Albert speculated: "He was probably asking Potter if he had bought a new broomstick,

Is there a way to fix the dementor problem. "

"I guess so."

Lee Jordan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, and quietly leaned over to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

Albert put away the cards on the table, put them back in the box, and moved his gaze to the sneaky Lee Jordan, feeling amused.

"Firebolt? Seriously? A real Firebolt?"

Wood's voice was so loud that he almost shouted it out. The atmosphere in the entire common room couldn't help but stagnate. Everyone could feel his excitement and excitement from Wood's voice, and all looked at where Harry and Wood were. , quietly pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

"With a curse? How can there be a curse?" Wood couldn't believe what he heard.

"No, I'll go talk to Professor McGonagall and ask her to make some sense."

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Wood seemed to be stimulated, his face was pale, and he hurriedly walked out of the common room.

"Harry got a Firebolt as a Christmas present."

After Lee Jordan came back, he told Albert and the twins, "But the Firebolt was not signed, and I don't know who gave Harry the Christmas present. Professor McGonagall thought the Firebolt was suspicious and worried. There's some evil spell on it, so take the Firebolt to check."

"Professor McGonagall thinks it is normal for the Firebolt to be suspicious. After all, there is no signature, and the Firebolt is very expensive. If someone deliberately manipulates it, Potter may be in danger after riding the broom." Albert She understood what Professor McGonagall did, and she was only concerned about the safety of Harry Potter, although the other party might not necessarily appreciate it.

"The whole country is searching for Blake, how can he walk into a Quidditch boutique to buy a broom?" Ron, who was sitting not far from them, retorted softly.

"Why do you want to enter the Quidditch boutique?" Albert looked at Ron suspiciously and reminded, "As long as someone is willing to pay, and can afford it, let the owl help pre-order, as for the buyer, just think of it. Just deal with the name."

"Do you also think that Firebolt was given by Black?" Hermione had just climbed into the common room from the entrance of the cave, and when she heard them talk about it, she couldn't help but interject.

"I don't know, as long as the person who delivered the Firebolt is not found, everything is possible, isn't it?" Of course Albert knew that the Firebolt was a gift from Black to Harry.

"Albert, can we talk privately?" Hermione said in a low voice, "I have something to tell you."

"Very important?"

"Very important."

"Okay." Albert stood up and followed Hermione out of the common room.

The two found a remote and unoccupied hidden passage. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping around, Hermione took a few deep breaths, tried to calm her emotions, and said, "I found that Professor Lupin seems to be... a werewolf."

Hermione spoke quickly of how she had discovered Professor Lupin's identity.

It turned out that during the Christmas holidays, Hermione had finished Snape's homework on how to identify and kill werewolves, and found that Professor Lupin always took time off during the full moon, and that his Boggart was a moon.

After Hermione finished talking about her findings, she noticed that Albert didn't have much reaction, and couldn't help asking, "You already knew that, right?"

"Well, I guessed it. I guessed it after noticing that Professor Lupin always got sick during the full moon." Albert did not deny it. As for the excuse, of course he made it up casually, Hermione just mentioned the moon profit and loss statement.

"How could Dumbledore let a werewolf come to teach us Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Hermione looked disturbed, although from the Muggle world, she still knew exactly what a werewolf meant.

In the wizarding world, werewolves are more notorious than giants, because once bitten by a werewolf, it basically means life is ruined.

"Although many werewolves have become very evil because of the isolation of other wizards and other wizards, there are still a small number of werewolves who are kind." Albert softly soothed Hermione's uneasy emotions, and continued: "Lupin The professor is clearly not an evil wizard, otherwise Dumbledore would not have invited him to serve at the school."

"But when you turn into a werewolf..."

"Professor Lupin does not pose a threat to students as long as it is properly controlled."

"Reasonable control?"

"Yes, since Professor Dumbledore made Professor Lupin a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I think he should have asked Professor Snape to prepare a wolf poison potion for Professor Lupin. As long as this potion is taken, the werewolf will transform into Still being able to stay sane, it won't be as dangerous."

Hermione remembered Harry's mention of Snape's attempt to murder Lupin with a drug, and the potion at that time should have been the so-called "Wolf's Poison Potion".

"Actually, most of the werewolves have had a hard time. It's not difficult to see this from Professor Lupin's clothes." Albert sighed softly: "Professor Dumbledore has undoubtedly given Professor Lupin a decent respect. Defence against the Dark Arts professor is also a very risky profession."

"Are you referring to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's curse?" Hermione had also heard that hardly a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor could serve for more than a year.

"You probably don't know that since I came to Hogwarts, apart from Professor Budd's early resignation and no injuries, Professor Smith has disappeared, Professor Quirrell has died, and Professor Lockhart has become a fool." Albert He continued: "I guess there are not many wizards who are willing to come to Hogwarts to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. This position is too unlucky, and Professor Lupin just needs a decent career, so Professor Dumbledore is just missing. Talent will invite him to work at the school."

"Of course, I think in order to prevent Professor Lupin from having an accident, it is best to remind him to resign in advance to avoid possible dangers."

Hermione opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"Help keep it a secret, okay?"

Hermione nodded.

"By the way, did you quarrel with Potter and Weasley?" Albert asked aside.

"Because of Firebolt, neither of them pays much attention to me." Hermione's mood was a little down.

"This... it can only be said that we are still young, and some things are not so thorough." Albert comforted softly, "Most people are actually more concerned about their own feelings, whether it is you, me, Ron Or Harry, we're more concerned with our own business."

"I think Harry knows you're good for him, but that's how it is sometimes, people are complex creatures, and sometimes they don't want you to be good for him." Albert said suddenly, "I think you look like Tired. Twelve courses put a lot of pressure on you. If I were you, I would give up divination and Muggle studies."

"I can't do it, I don't want to give up." Hermione shook her head.

"Sometimes it's like that," Albert said calmly. "As a friend, all I can do for you is to persuade you to drop a few courses and give you some advice, that's all."

"Of course, I'm not qualified to say that." Albert laughed at himself.