The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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"Tonight is a long experience."

Albert came out of the bathroom with a dry towel on his head, and just sat down at the table to use the double-sided mirror to chat with Isobel.

There was a knock on the door of the room.

"Is something wrong?"

Albert hurriedly wiped the water off his head with a towel and opened the door to find Diana, the bar owner, and her daughter, Yanila, standing in the corridor outside.

"Here is the list."

Diana smiled and handed a piece of paper to Albert, reminding: "The game will start around ten o'clock tomorrow. You can choose a magic from the list and show it in front of the judges."

Albert took the paper and glanced at the content on it, and then his eyes fell on the stack of papers in Diana's hand, and quickly guessed what was going on.

The game starts tomorrow, and the contestants all need to show their magic in front of the referee. They must prepare in advance to avoid unexpected accidents.

As for Yanila's curious gaze, it was directly ignored by Albert.

"thank you, I know now."

After a few small chats with Diana, Albert closed the door again. As he was about to return to the table, the voices of mother and daughter came from outside the corridor.

"Mom, you're right, that Mr. Anderson is indeed a very special person. However, he seems to know what you want to do, and is a little disgusted." Yanila's voice was so soft that Albert could hardly hear it.

"Don't be silly, my daughter." Diana said softly, looking at Yanila's beautiful face, "You are so beautiful, and you are a big singer, how could any man reject you?"

"You didn't say he already had a girlfriend." Yanila frowned, obviously disagreeing with Diana's proposal.

"So what?" Diana disagreed, "How many couples break up after graduation.

Yanila was speechless for a while.

Well, although that Mr. Anderson is indeed the type she likes, but... Yanila can't talk about liking each other, at most she has some good feelings.

Instead, she resented what her mother asked her to do.

Seduction, chasing after a man?

She Yanila is not nobody wants, why do it?

Since taking the singer's path, Yanila has no shortage of suitors in school.

And, who can guarantee that guy will win the Barnabus Finkley Gold Medal for Excellence in Spellcasting?

Anyway, Yanila was very disgusted with this.

However, all the men in their family are looking for gold medal winners, and it is for this reason that Yanila has not yet found a boyfriend.

"You should trust my vision. I see people very accurately." Diana was very confident in her vision, and from the brief conversation between Bud and Albert, it was not difficult to see Albert's extraordinaryness. It's not just the support of the seniors to the juniors and the teachers to the students. The conversation between the two of them is more equal and casual, like good friends.

Yanila pouted, but made no attempt to refute Diana's words, her mother was really good at this.

"You should pray that he can win the gold medal." Diana didn't continue talking nonsense. "Forget it, I'll take you to meet the other players. However, I'm sure that Mr. Anderson is not suitable."

As soon as the two left, Albert's door was reopened with a gap, and then closed again.

Albert, who was sitting at the table, held a round stone with his fingertips and reached out to take off his earphones, with a very strange expression on his face.

He probably figured out what was going on.

"I didn't expect this kind of absurd and weird thing to happen to me?"

Albert shook his head involuntarily, shook off the distracting thoughts in his head, and began to use the double-sided mirror to contact Isobel, while reading the paper he just received.

Thirty different schemes are listed on the paper, and the difficulty is not high. The contestants only need to choose one of them and show it in front of the judges.

In fact, this is also a kind of persuasion.

If the contestants can't even do this well, they should give up participating in the competition in advance, so as not to make a fool of themselves in front of everyone tomorrow.

After all, the vast majority of wizards with excellent spellcasting techniques are not too low-level in magic, which is one of the reasons why the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellent Spellcasting Techniques has a high gold content.

Many wizards who have won gold medals have gone on to become celebrities.

To a certain extent, the way Diana's family selects people is actually correct, and the person selected by this method must be a genius.

On the other side of the double-sided mirror, Katrina is talking to Isobel about the job she plans to take in the future, and the subjects she should take when she reaches sixth grade.

It should have been Mrs. McDougall's responsibility to advise Katrina, but she was so busy that Isobel had to help.

"Did you hear a sound just now, as if someone was calling you?" The expression on Katrina's face was a little weird. She seemed to hear Albert's calling from the room just now.

"Someone's calling me?" Isobel asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's Albert, I heard his voice just now, he seems to be calling you." Katrina made a hissing gesture, "Did you hear that voice again?"

"Is there?" Isobel stared at Katrina and couldn't help teasing, "Did you miss him so much that you heard it wrong."

"It's not funny at all." Katrina stood up to find the source of the voice.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you, the voice actually came from the double-sided mirror." Isobel pointed to the double-sided mirror on the table, and explained to Katrina with a smile: "We have always passed Double Mirror to keep in touch.”

Katrina picked up the double-sided mirror upside down on the table and looked at the acquaintance with a surprised expression in the mirror.

"Where's Isobel?"

Albert recognized at a glance who the girl who looked a bit like Isobel in the mirror was.

"Beside me." Katrina put the double-sided mirror back on the table and walked away simply. She didn't want to watch the two show their affection, so she left the rest of the time for them.

"It seems that I disturbed your chat just now." Albert said apologetically.

"I just talked to Katrina about the sixth-grade study." Isobel pulled out the chair and sat at the desk. "However, she seems to plan to take the same course as you, only choosing mathematical divination and ancient rune."

"It's with us. Besides, the rest of the courses are useless." Albert said without shyness. "By the way, I arrived in Spain today using the international Floo network. You should come with me. The food here is good, and I also encountered some interesting things."

Albert and Isobel chatted about Spain, but did not mention Yanila.

I just briefly mentioned that I met a singer who sang very well here, and said that I would bring her a gift when I went back.

Yes, Yanila is a good singer in Albert's eyes.

Time flew by between the two casually chatting, and in the end, the two even went on the bed to continue chatting. When it came to the Christmas ball, Isobel was a little silent.

Albert had told her that if he was elected to the Triwizard Tournament, he would like to invite Katrina to be his dance partner at the Christmas ball.

Then, replace the sisters and let Isobel dance with him for the first dance. The McDougal sisters look alike in the first place, and it is estimated that no one will recognize them after dressing up.

Isobel never doubted Albert's ability, nor his inability to become a warrior of the Triwizard Tournament.

However, Albert's proposal made her hesitate. Although Isobel also wanted to dance with Albert, she felt that it was unfair to her sister.

In this regard, Albert didn't know what to say. He almost forgot that Isobel was still a sister-in-law, and he was too good to say to his sister Katrina.

In this regard, Albert did not refute, this matter still has more than half a year, and a solution to the problem will always be found by then.

As the night darkened, the bar gradually fell into silence. However, many people are destined to have insomnia tonight.

When he woke up the next morning, Albert was in good spirits. When he got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast, he found that the atmosphere in the bar was very depressed.

The lively atmosphere of last night was completely gone, and everyone seemed to be suffering from anorexia at the same time, and had no appetite for the food in front of them.

Albert suddenly had the illusion that he was preparing for the college entrance examination in his previous life, but the atmosphere here did not affect his appetite at all.

"It seems that you had a good rest last night."

When Bud went downstairs, he found that Albert, who had just destroyed a toast sandwich, was eating hot chocolate with a "stick" similar to fritters.

"good."

After eating "you tiao", Albert commented: "The breakfast here is too sweet, I don't feel used to it."

"I think so too." Bud ordered a toast sandwich and a glass of hot milk for himself. He looked up at the whole bar and said with a smile, "Most of the contestants don't have an appetite like yours."

yes!

The other contestants all have serious anxiety disorders, and obviously they can't compare to a guy with rich experience and strong mentality like Albert.

"You are very calm!"

Rodris appeared out of nowhere, sat in the seat next to Bud and looked at Albert. He was very surprised by Albert's calmness, which was not like the calmness and calmness of underage wizards.

"The more you've experienced, the less nervous you will be." Albert didn't lie, his current mental quality was really tempered.

After all, he has killed people, fought basilisks, faced werewolves, and participated in two large-scale competitions. Naturally, he is calmer than most of the contestants.

"Are you the referee?" Bud cast a searching look at his old buddy.

"No, I'm just an uninvited spectator." Rodris shook his head.

"Is Mr. Dumbledore in the jury?" Albert asked suddenly, he was really afraid that Dumbledore would suddenly appear and see something from his spell casting technique.

I should have done a divination last night, it was a miscalculation!

"No, it's always been a fixed five," Rodris said. "Barnabus Finkley's excellent spellcasters are professional referees. In fact, most international events are usually professional referees. , in order to maintain the fairness and impartiality of the game.”

To be honest, Albert is not very interested in the so-called professionals, and even scorns the so-called fairness and justice.

"Hypocrisy, you are too embarrassed to say this kind of nonsense." Bud curled his lips in disdain: "What the hell are most international competitions like, don't tell me you don't know?"

"At least, Barnabus Finkley's excellent spell casting game is relatively fair." Rodris shrugged, "You should be aware of this."

At this moment, the bar suddenly became quiet.

Albert turned his head to look at the stairs of the bar, and saw five elderly wizards coming downstairs, the bar owner Diana respectfully accompanying them.

"Those should be the referees!" Albert looked at the old men, three men and two women, and they were all very old. Albert suspected that they were older than Dumbledore.

The atmosphere in the bar became even more depressing. Even Bud and Rodris were not bickering. They briefly introduced the five old men to Albert, and also mentioned how to show their magic at the reception.

A simple but effective advice: Work hard for miracles.

Adhering to the principle that wizards with excellent spell casting techniques should not be too low-level in magic, contestants should show their magic as much as possible. As long as they are not too lame and make serious mistakes, there is no need to worry about being eliminated in the first round of screening. .

When the time came to 9:30, the bar staff began to pack up and make room for the next game.

The stage used for the concert last night became a stage for contestants to perform. The players who are about to participate in the competition need to line up in groups according to the number cards assigned yesterday, and take the stage one by one to show their magic.

Albert's number plate was 17, and he was at the bottom of the first team.

He carefully looked at his front and back, and in front of Albert was a man who was not much older than him. His face was slightly pale, and he had been wiping the sweat from his palms with a handkerchief, looking nervous.

Behind Albert was a mature wizard who was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. He looked calmer. When Albert turned his head, he happened to meet the other's gaze, and the man seemed surprised. Albert's youth and calmness.

"You're also here for Miss Yanila?" the wizard spoke fluent French.

"Miss Yanila?" Albert asked in French.

"You do not know?"

"Know what?" Albert asked rhetorically.

The wizard looked confused, "Aren't you a student of Beauxbatons, how could you not know Miss Yanila."

"No, I'm a Hogwarts student," Albert corrected.

The wizard suddenly stopped talking, as if he didn't intend to reveal the news to Albert.

Albert, of course, saw this guy's thoughts, and couldn't help but pouted.

It seems that other people know about Yanila's family, she is really unlucky.

By the time Albert was chatting with people, the game had already started.

With the help of Diana and a young man and woman, the contestants began to take to the stage in an orderly manner to demonstrate their magic.

Contestant No. 1 was a man in his thirties. He waved his wand in a way he thought was graceful, and conjured a large number of flowers out of thin air.