The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"What's up with him?"

"Looks like I fell down the stairs."

"Pushed down by someone?"

"It should be he who stepped in the air and fell down."

"He's so unlucky."

"She deserves it."

"It is estimated that he has done too many bad things and was retaliated by others."

There were whispers around, but none of the students were willing to take the initiative to lend a helping hand to Malfoy, just watching him in a state of embarrassment and schadenfreude.

Draco Malfoy climbed up the stairs in embarrassment, with an undisguised confusion and pain on his face, he couldn't understand how he would forget to jump over the trickster steps, and fell into the trickster with one foot. On the steps, his right leg seemed to be sprained, and the pain was so painful that his tears were about to flow out.

When everyone around was attracted by Malfoy's bad luck, Albert just glanced at Malfoy and quietly turned away.

That's right, Malfoy fell down the stairs and did have something to do with Albert.

Just now, Albert secretly erased that short piece of Malfoy's memory, and also cast a Confusion Charm on him to distract him.

The Confusion Charm worked well, and Malfoy stumbled over it.

Albert really didn't feel any pressure to cause Malfoy a little trouble. He dared to pat himself on the chest and assured that the sudden change in the appeal time by the Ministry of Magic must have something to do with old Malfoy.

Albert was not surprised by this. The Ministry of Magic had a really bad impression in his mind, and it was not a matter of one or two days to do this kind of thing.

Fortunately, Albert had prepared in advance a few weeks ago, otherwise he might have been caught off guard by a sudden accident.

Although it is always said that plans cannot keep up with changes, a person who is prepared will not be afraid of any challenges anytime and anywhere.

Well, Albert is actually wary of the Easter holiday, he always thinks that something bad is going to happen in his Easter holiday.

It's not without reason that he thinks so.

Ever since he came to Hogwarts, the Easter break has been as frequent as Halloween.

In the first year of school,

Albert entered the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night to find the whereabouts of Fred and George, and thus brought down a deadly group of eight-eyed giant spiders.

If that wasn't enough, the Easter break the following year was even more spooky, when Albert and Isobel killed their Defence Against the Dark Arts professor Rowena Smith in the Forbidden Forest.

This is a big deal, but during the Easter holiday of the third year, Albert and several of his roommates broke through the protection of the Philosopher's Stone. You must know that it was the Philosopher's Stone targeted by Voldemort, and he also used this to blackmail. Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, had a large sum of Galleons, and it was simply going further and further on the road to death.

Easter last year was even more thrilling. In order to completely expose the heir of Slytherin, Albert risked being killed by the eyes of the basilisk, and designed to escape the pursuit of the basilisk.

So what about this year?

Who knows if Hagrid's Buckbeak will be executed early this Easter, and whether Sirius Black will make an early appearance.

Then, stage a wolf fight, a Dementor fight, or a genius fight against prisoners?

Even everything can happen together?

It is said that to be prepared can be safe.

Albert is always ready to do his job better.

That night, Albert went to Hagrid's hunting lodge for tea after dinner.

During the tea, the two chatted about Buckbeak's appeal.

After listening to Hagrid's description, Albert had probably guessed why the Ministry of Magic revised the appeal.

It may be that Hagrid, on Albert's advice, used a legal counsel for himself, causing Lucius Malfoy to feel threatened.

The last time, Hagrid, without anyone's help, almost characterised Draco as a scumbag who grabbed a dog's tail and got bitten by a dog.

God knows what would have happened if he hadn't bought a bunch of people.

This time, Hagrid not only found a professional legal counsel for himself, but also planned to disclose all the contents of the appeal, which made old Malfoy feel great pressure.

Once this is exposed, God knows where things will go.

Therefore, Lucius Malfoy chose to buy Hagrid's legal counsel, and through the Ministry of Magic's relationship, he solved the problem in the simplest and most efficient way: directly sentence Buckbeak to death.

So that this matter will continue to drag on and more variables will appear.

Who knows if the big guy will appeal again if he loses this time, and how many things will happen.

"This should be considered a misjudgment of mine."

Albert graciously admitted his mistake. If he hadn't asked Hagrid to find a legal advisor to harass Lucius' Gallen, the other party probably wouldn't want to cut through the mess.

However, the plan worked, and Lucius gave the magic advisor a bag of Galleons, telling him to give up his involvement and shut up about it.

However, old Malfoy didn't know that he thought he had bought Hagrid's legal counsel, but he never imagined that half of the Garen he used to buy Hagrid's legal counsel would be placed in front of Hagrid.

If Lucius Malfoy knew that he was involved in someone else's conspiracy, he would be so angry that he would go directly to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

"no problem?"

Hagrid didn't care about the Galleons in the purse, but Buckbeak's life. In his mind, no matter how many Galleons he got from old Malfoy, it couldn't compare to Buckbeak's life.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Albert made an ok gesture and began to tell Hagrid what he should do the day after tomorrow in order to completely clear his suspicions.

"Is this really okay?" Hagrid was still a little worried after hearing this.

"No problem, as long as you don't make a mistake, they'll think Buckbeak broke off his chains and flew away," Abbott said.

"So you must drink tranquilizers that day to make sure that you don't show any flaws. This is very important, and you must not show any flaws." Albert urged repeatedly, "Of course, Dumbledore may be able to see some problems, but don't worry. , he won't break you easily. In fact, Dumbledore certainly doesn't want old Malfoy's conspiracy to succeed, he will be very happy for you to do that."

"I trust you, and there is no better way now." Hagrid said, looking sideways at Buckbeak outside the window, "I'll take you back to the castle."

"You should have confidence in me, Hagrid, we've been preparing for this for so long." Albert reached out and patted Hagrid's arm, "We won't fail. At least, I won't fail."

"As expected of Albert, your words are really domineering."

Right after Hagrid left, Fred, George and Lee Jordan appeared out of nowhere, and the three of them still had cookies they got from the kitchen in their hands.

"This is called self-confidence, not domineering." Albert corrected.

"No, it's just domineering."

Albert didn't bother to argue with them, so he asked off topic, "Did you have mine?"

"You can eat Lee Jordan's share," George said without hesitation. "He's been losing weight recently."

"I won't forget your share, and I don't need to lose weight." Lee Jordan handed the oil paper bag to Albert and said with a smile, "If you're hungry, you can eat George's share by the way. ,I have no opinion."

The four of them teased each other, and when they just walked through the corridor on the third floor, they heard Malfoy's disgusting voice coming from the corner.

The four looked at each other, choosing to sit still and listen to what Malfoy wanted to do.

Maybe, they can also give each other a surprise.

Around the corner, Harry, Ron and Hermione were confronting Malfoy and two of his henchmen.

"Potter, look what this is. The hippogriff is dead, and the person dealing with the Dangerous Creatures Commissioner will bring the executioner the day after tomorrow to hear the big stupid man's appeal!"

Malfoy threw the letter he had just received to Harry Potter and said triumphantly, "I'll go to the appeal with Daddy too, and guess what he'll say, 'It doesn't hurt, really! '"

"Shut up Malfoy."

Harry stared at the blond boy in front of him in disgust, wishing to punch him in the nose, "You're so boring just to tell us this. Get out of your way."

"To be honest, I've been looking forward to the day when I finally have the opportunity to personally hear that stupid big hairy guy trying to defend himself."

Malfoy had just given a malicious smile when he punched him directly in the disgusting face.

Hermione's punch made Malfoy stagger two steps.

Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle were all stunned.

"You evil beast," Hermione raised her hand again, slapped Malfoy with all her might, "does it make you amused by killing an innocent life with your own hands?"

She had already drawn her wand out of her robe pocket and pointed it at Malfoy's neck, threatening, "Believe it or not I'll turn you into a beast so you can truly experience what it's like to be a beast."

"Hermione!" Harry grabbed her hand. "He doesn't deserve that."

Malfoy was taken aback by the incredible power that radiated from Hermione.

Crabbe and Goyle next to him looked at Malfoy at a loss, waiting for his instructions.

After Malfoy made a "retreat", the three finally fled in embarrassment, and were finally tripped by Fred's spell, which can be described as rolling and crawling.

Ron looked at the three fleeing and said dumbfounded, "Hermione, you scared them away."

"You were really handsome in those two blows just now."

Albert gave Hermione a thumbs up and said, "However, hitting someone in front of everyone's eyes is not always a good thing, and you probably haven't mastered the transformation of the human body yet, it's best not to try it on other people, otherwise some things will happen. It's a very bad thing, and it will definitely cause you unnecessary trouble."

"That's not the problem!" said Ron weakly.

"Then what do you think is the problem?" Albert turned to Ron.

"Malfoy's cub is really annoying, no wonder someone secretly confuses him." George gloated.

"What happened?" Harry asked curiously.

"Malfoy was cast a Confusion Charm not long ago, fell down the stairs, and was just sent to the school hospital." Fred curled his lips and said, "Now that he dares to be so arrogant, he is not afraid of being shoved his head into the toilet again. Do you feed shit?"

"Hey, I'm eating," Lee Jordan complained.

"The world is so unfair, why would Hagrid lose to someone like that." Hermione said angrily.

"Hermione, Hagrid hasn't lost yet. We have prepared so much information for Hagrid. As long as Hagrid is clear-headed, they will definitely not kill Buckbeak!" The more Ron said, the less confident he became.

"My dear brother, it seems that your brain is still not clear!" Fred looked at Ron with pity: "The bastards even have the axe ready, do you think Hagrid still has a chance of winning? ?"

"Yeah, they even got the executioner ready!" Harry handed Malfoy's letter to Albert, who thought he might need it.

Albert reached out and patted Hermione's shoulder as a reminder: "Anger doesn't solve problems."

"But it's okay to deal with people who make you angry," Fred added.

"Shut up." Albert said seriously, "In short, you don't need to worry about this matter, and don't go to Hagrid for the next two days."

"Speaking like we're only going to get in trouble," Ron muttered softly.

Both Harry and Hermione were silent.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Albert was surrounded by Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

"Are you going to get Hagrid's Buckbeak?" George demanded. "We can help you."

"I don't need it for the time being." Albert thought for a while and said, "You can prepare first, maybe... I will need your help. Lucius Malfoy's coming to Hogwarts is not a good thing."

"Forget it, I predict the result."

Albert felt that a big killer should be used, preferably to kill all problems in the cradle.

"Every time I read your prophecy, I feel incredible. Is there really no unique trick?" Fred looked at the whirling white mist and envied Albert's divination ability.

"Divination requires more talent than skill, otherwise Professor Trelawney would not be regarded as a liar by most students." Albert's eyes were fixed on the crystal ball, and a suitcase appeared on it.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan all looked at the cabinet next to them, where there was a suitcase of the same style.

"Why a suitcase?"

Fred opened the box and found that there was actually a staircase.

He went down the stairs and found that there were blue sky and white clouds below, and even a small lawn.

"Oh my God, how did you do it." Lee Jordan was stunned by the sight in the suitcase.

"Are you going to hide Buckbeak here?" George felt that he had guessed part of Albert's plan. Although he didn't know how Albert planned to get Buckbeak away, this suitcase was definitely used to hide Buckbeak. Bick's.

"This is actually the product of my latest research. A box is a small world." Albert said with a smile, "I plan to leave an activity room for the Wizards Card Club after we graduate from school."

"You mean the classroom where the Defense Association meets?"

"Yes. However, that thing still needs to be perfected. You can also help at that time. Just like the robbers left the Marauder's map, then we will also leave what belongs to us."

"That's a fantastic idea."

The three of them couldn't help being immersed in Albert's description, completely ignoring the fact that they wanted to help Albert save Buckbeak.