The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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At breakfast the next day, Albert flipped through the latest issue of Bullfighting Daily and found that his odds had actually dropped. To be precise, the odds of winning the gold prize should have dropped to 6 times. Obviously, Bullfighting Daily ” They found that someone had put a large sum of Galleons on it, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly lowered the odds.

Even if the brains of Bullfighting Daily are abnormal, they will realize that something is wrong when they find that someone has thrown a lot of money into it.

So far, basically no one thinks that No. 17 (Albert) will win the gold medal for Barnabus Finkley's excellent spell casting, and even if there are people who bet, they are retail investors, and the amount is very limited.

However, now there are actually several people betting in it, and they still invest a large amount of Galleons at one time.

What exactly does this mean?

No one knows it better than the ones who run the game.

In fact, what Albert didn't know was that his odds had been cut three times.

The first time was when Bud put five hundred Galleons into it. The organizer saw that there were other people who were going to bet a lot of Galleons on No. 17 to win the gold prize, so they were so scared that they lowered his odds to 7 times.

Later, Bullfighting Daily found that some people had put hundreds of Galleons into it one after another, and they were still betting that Albert would win the gold prize, so they had to lower the odds again.

There is no way, there must be a demon when things go wrong.

The odds are so high, if you really lose, you won't lose all your underwear.

"Those guys are really timid." Bud put away the newspaper and said to Albert with a smile, "I'll help you with that."

"It's normal to smell something wrong. The purpose of opening a gambling game is to make money. Who wants to make a loss-making business?"

The Spanish magic circle has paid a lot of attention to Barnabus Finkley's excellent spell casting competition. The most promising gold medal winner at present is Mr. Animagus, who is good at shape-shifting magic.

Of course, Albert's popularity is also very high, but he feels that these popularity are deliberately created by Bullfighting Daily.

Is this digging a hole for yourself?

Honestly,

For the wool in the gambling field, Albert really has no psychological pressure at all, and there are not many such opportunities.

Once the identity of the prophet has spread, it cannot be done, otherwise it will be easily hated.

When Albert flipped through the newspaper to check the list of sixteen, he noticed that there were only three players under the age of 30.

Among them, there is a player named Noe, who seems to have just graduated from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Albert still remembers that in the first round of performances, this man took out a handkerchief from his pocket and turned into butterflies. Many viewers were impressed.

However, this person's appearance is relatively ordinary, and he exudes a decadent aura, which is really not very flattering.

The other was the mature wizard who used to be behind Albert, who was said to be a native of Spain, whose name seemed to be Anthony.

In the first round, he showed everyone the changes of water polo through transformation and spells.

The difficulty is not high, but it shows his spellcasting technique very well, so he has received a very good evaluation.

He is currently one of the few people most qualified to compete for the championship.

At about ten o'clock, Diana, the owner of the bar, came over to inform the contestants to go to the second floor to participate in the competition.

"see you later."

When Albert got up and left, he found that many customers were waving at him and cheering him on. Obviously, many people pressed Albert to pass the second round.

Albert waved at them with a smile, and followed the crowd to the second floor.

"You are really popular." The decadent man named Noe suddenly said to Albert, "I heard Louise mention you, and she always said you were a genius. After seeing you, I suddenly understood Louise. Why did Si reject me?"

"No, I think you're probably mistaken. I already have a girlfriend, and Miss Louise also knows and has met my girlfriend." Albert corrected the decadent man in front of him.

He felt that Louise's rejection of the guy in front of him was entirely the decadent aura about him.

If this Mr. Noe can be more confident, he will not be easily rejected. After all, excellent people always have their own shining points.

Noe's expression was a little embarrassed, and he realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

The two followed the crowd into a living room, which was surrounded by more than 20 chairs in a semi-arc shape, and some of the chairs had numbers on them, apparently to let them sit in the right numbers.

The five judges were all seated. After the players entered the living room, they chose their own numbers to be seated. Albert also walked to the chair with the number 17.

As soon as he sat down, he noticed the envy and jealous eyes cast by the next door.

"I'm afraid this person is sick," he muttered, focusing his attention on the stage in front of him, completely unaware that the famous female singer next door was looking at him curiously.

As for the middle-aged wizard who is good at Animagus, he has now stood in front of them, with a sullen face, nodding to several referees, and began to show his best shape-shifting magic, in fact, with Albert It's almost like turning a table into a lion, just a gradual process.

That man was like a conductor. Every time he waved his wand, the object in front of him would undergo a transformation, constantly changing into various shapes. Living things and dead things crossed and deformed, and finally turned into a knight's armor, slightly moving towards the judges. After bowing, it disappeared.

After the presentation of Mr. Animagus, warm applause gradually broke out in the living room.

Sure enough, the sixteen players who can appear here are not easy.

However, the scoring session after the performance was a bit unexpected, and the score of the well-regarded Mr. Animagus was not as high as expected.

Two sevens, three sixes.

This is the evaluation given by the five judges: barely passing.

The players below all began to whisper.

Albert guessed the reason for the low score, probably because he didn't show much of his spellcasting skills in the performance just now, or the level was average.

Next, it was Albert's turn to play.

He took a deep breath and waved his wand lightly.

Countless blue sparks flew in the sky, and then as Albert stretched out his left hand, the sparks in the sky began to converge into a blue bellflower flame on his palm.

Albert put his left hand to his mouth and blew lightly at the flame, the blue bellflower flame was actually wrapped in a water polo.

The water polo slowly floated up in the air following Albert's fingers.

When Albert's wand waved an elegant arc, the surface of the water polo gradually froze, and a thick layer of frost was frozen, as if it turned into a blue-colored ice egg, and the orchid flame inside seemed to be throbbing. life.

Before everyone could react, the ice egg suddenly exploded into countless pieces of ice, and a blue bellflower flamed firebird burst out of its shell. As Albert waved, more and more flames melted into the fire. In the bird, let its body gradually expand, as if the firebird has grown up.

With Albert's wand waving, it rolled up the blue bellflower flames and swept over the heads of everyone, and finally turned into sporadic blue flames, which gradually disappeared.

The surroundings were suddenly terrifyingly quiet, and a crisp applause sounded, and the applause became more and more sporadic. Finally, there was a whole city. Even a few referees raised their withered palms and clapped enthusiastically.

Everyone found that they underestimated the No. 17 player, who had high attainments in both silent spells and wandless magic.

In the end, Albert won an eight, three nines and a ten, and directly overwhelmed Mr. Animagus, who was originally favored by everyone, with a score of 45 points, and that score was like a mountain pressing down on everyone. heart.

While none of the others have shown their skills yet, they all realize that it is very difficult to beat Albert in points.

Mr. Anthony, who was sitting next to Albert, looked ugly, as if someone had put a ball of shit in his mouth.

Of course, it was not only him who had the same ugly expression, but also the special correspondent of Bullfighting Daily who took pictures and recorded beside him. Their faces were ashen, and they obviously didn't forget that their own newspaper was hyping up Albert. They were digging a hole and burying themselves in it!

Albert is obviously qualified to compete for the final championship, but the player who was favored by people at the time was ruthlessly crushed by the opponent.

If he wins a championship, or even ends up with a gold medal...

The special reporter's expression became more and more ugly, and he could not wait to rush out to deliver news to his own newspaper immediately, so that they could quickly lower Albert's odds, otherwise he would lose all his underwear this time.

"How did you do it just now?" Yanila asked with a wink. She had never seen such magic before, it was really unimaginable.

Albert smiled slightly at the other party, and just made a shush gesture, indicating that the other party was serious about the performance on the stage.

Yanila pouted, but she had to admit that she still underestimated the guy in front of her, and he really had a chance of winning the Gold Award for Barnabus Finkley's Excellent Spellcasting Technique.

At least, the champion can't run away.

Yanila still remembered what happened last night. Bud took a sum of Galleons, asked her mother Diana to help bet, and all beat Albert to win the gold award.

From the drop in the odds this morning, it is not difficult to see that the person who was asked by Bud is obviously not only his mother, and the Galleon used to bet is most likely from the guy in front of him.

The expression on Yanila's face suddenly became very tangled, and she no longer paid attention to the game above, but stared straight at Albert's profile, not knowing what she was thinking.

It was not until a player made a mistake on the stage that the girl turned her attention to the stage again.

Yes, mature male Anthony made a mistake.

Because he accidentally caught a glimpse of Yanila staring at Albert's side face in a daze, his mood fluctuated violently, causing a magic error.

Anthony finally completed his performance, but the score was not much better than Mr. Animagus, and ended up with 35 points.

That mistake did cost him a little point.

"It's no use staring at me like this, I already have a girlfriend." Albert reminded helplessly as he met Anthony's eyes.

After speaking, he also opened his pocket watch and let the other party see the carvings inside.

It was a sculpture of Albert and Isobel.

The look on Anthony's face was wonderful.

Because of Albert's move, he told him bluntly: I have a girlfriend myself, and I'm not inferior to Miss Yanila.

In fact, Albert can fully understand the other party's mood, but the guy seems to have gone in the wrong direction, isn't it bad to try hard to win the gold award?

Oh, I almost forgot, the champion and the gold medal were given to him.

However, the guy in front of him definitely doesn't know!

If you don't know how to work hard all day, you know that envy and jealousy are not good, and you have a very handsome face, but you don't know how to use your own advantages.

Don't you know that licking a dog never ends well?

Moreover, you are too embarrassed to think of a girl who is almost half her age, and Albert despises him from the bottom of his heart.

Ignoring the loser next to him, Albert continued to watch the performance on stage. However, he found that not many wizards actually achieved high scores, with most players only hovering around thirty-five.

Except for Albert, who currently has the highest score of 42, he is a wizard in his 40s, and the way he performs is also very special.

He didn't know where to get a training puppet, and then used all kinds of magic in front of everyone. A bunch of simple spells fell on the unfortunate puppet, and the movements were quite agile, it could be seen that He has his own unique perspective on spell casting, and seems to be a guy who is very good at fighting.

Albert suspects that the other party is likely to be an Auror-like character.

That fighting skills really have nothing to say.

Another outstanding one is the decadent man Noe. This guy conjured a bunch of roses, and then turned the petals into butterflies, rolling up a butterfly storm, giving Albert the feeling of a pear flower needle in a rainstorm.

Albert felt that turning roses into butterflies was purely unnecessary, and this kind of attack was actually very resistant, as long as the protective cover was held up, the problem could be solved.

However, Albert felt that the opponent's high score should be related to his spellcasting technique. After all, this game was about spellcasting, not showing magic.

It's just that Albert really didn't understand what the other party's spellcasting method was.

Finally, there was a middle-aged woman who passed the 40-point threshold. The magic she performed was equally mediocre, but she also received a high score of 41.

A total of four players were selected for the third round.

The final round will start tomorrow.

After the game, Albert also got up and left, ready to chat with Bud. This time the game made him realize that his understanding of the game seemed to be biased.

When he was about to leave with the flow of people, he found several reporters coming towards him, as if they were going to interview him.

No way, who made Albert the biggest dark horse in this game.

However, Albert was really not interested in the interview, and did not give them a chance, one of them mixed into the crowd.