The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The Thestral carriage stopped in front of the oak gate of the castle. Fred, George, and Lee Jordan got out of the carriage one after another. They held up their umbrellas with their wands to block the rain over their heads, and looked at the group with interest. The heavy rain hurried to the students on the stone steps.

Albert picked up a Hufflepuff girl who accidentally fell to the ground, and walked into the castle with Shanna who was waiting for him.

"I read the newspaper that something happened to the World Cup." Shanna frowned as she looked at the students who were pushing each other forward and screaming.

"Something bad did happen." Albert picked up his wand and tapped the water bomb that Peeves threw, turning it into a deflated balloon, "Okay Peeves, don't make trouble here. ."

"Nosy brat!" Peeves gave Albert a rude gesture, giggled, and from there he took out two water bombs and threw them at the densest place, then He flew away with a groan of shrieks.

"Peeves is still so bad." Shanna watched Peeves leave, and shouted to the students who were drenched in soup, "Enter the auditorium, don't crowd here."

"How did you do it?" a boy couldn't help asking.

"Do what to make Peeves obey?"

Albert glanced sideways at the light-brown-haired boy with a strong Irish accent.

As we all know, Peeves doesn't like anyone except Barrow and Dumbledore.

"I can't make Peeves obedient." Albert shook his head and said, "Come in, the sorting ceremony should start soon."

The auditorium is still the same as before, and the school has specially decorated it for the banquet for the new semester.

The college table was full of chattering students, and Fred, George, and Lee Jordan had reserved an empty seat for him. The Weasley twins were chatting with Angelina and Arya about the Quidditch World Cup final when Albert and Shanna passed by.

"I'm starving." Lee Jordan grabbed his knife and fork and looked eagerly at the golden dish in front of him, "I really hope they will have the sorting ceremony soon."

"I was nearby at the time," Arya said gloomily about the night of the World Cup riots: "Those hooded, masked evil guys took control of four poor Muggles, set fires everywhere, tents in that area They were all burned, really don't know what the Ministry of Magic was doing, and they weren't going to pay for the financial damage at all. My dad was so angry that he sent Fudge a roaring letter, he thought it was the Ministry of Magic's fault, there was magic Ministry officials were around, and no one was stopping the riot at all."

"I know a little bit about this," George shared what he knew, "Percy told me that many wizards lied about their loss of property, trying to get money from the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry found out that it needed to pay a large sum of Galleons, and decided not to make any..."

George's voice was muffled by the sound of thunder outside the castle, and a forked lightning flashed across the ceiling above everyone's heads.

At the entrance of the auditorium, Professor McGonagall led the first-year students into the auditorium. When they were crossing the lake, they were drenched in the heavy rain and were shaking all over. The famous freshman looks different from the others, wearing Hagrid's moleskin coat and looking excited, as if he had just won a Quidditch match.

The freshmen stared blankly at the worn wizard hats placed on the triangle stool in front of them.

The moment the Sorting Hat began to sing, the freshmen were stunned, and the original auditorium gradually quieted down.

After an unheard song of the Sorting Hat ended, the familiar sorting ceremony officially kicked off.

It was a very boring ceremony, and as a prefect, Albert needed to take the time to remember the new members of Gryffindor House.

However, the previous boy in the sea grid cape brought some novelty to Albert, and he was telling people that he was rescued by a giant squid after falling into the lake.

"It seems that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor hasn't come to school yet." George touched Albert with his arm and pointed to the vacant seat on the teacher's seat.

"Maybe, I'm late for something."

"Who knows what grades the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor will need for the advanced class?" Shanna was a little depressed, her Defence Against the Dark Arts score only got a good one.

"As long as most of the courses are good, they are allowed to go to the advanced class." Angelina comforted, "Thanks to Albert who gave us make-up classes last semester, this semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor found that a group of people reached the advanced level. The level will definitely be astonishing.”

"I hope to have a great professor. What you can learn in this class depends entirely on the teaching level of the professor." Arya thinks that everyone's poor level of defense against the dark arts is entirely the problem of the professor, "If there is another Lockhart For things like that, I don't think it matters if I go to a higher class."

"Don't worry, this semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a powerful character. It is said that he is a retired Auror." Lee Jordan, who was eating chicken legs, happily shared the good news with everyone.

"What courses are you planning to take?" Shanna asked Albert, who was engrossed in eating.

"The first five courses, as well as ancient rune and arithmetic divination." Albert swallowed the pork chop in his mouth and said after taking a sip of the drink.

"By the way, I haven't congratulated you for winning two world awards." Angelina raised the goblet to Albert.

"And a third class of the Order of Merlin." Shanna also raised her goblet.

"You've already won four heavyweight championships." Arya also raised the goblet to Albert, "Maybe, you can win another Triwizard Tournament championship."

"I can guarantee that Albert is definitely a genius in the history of Hogwarts who can reach that kind of height before graduation." Fred and George also raised their goblet. "You should be recorded in Hogwarts: A School History."

"To our genius." Lee Jordan said with a smile.

Just then, there was a deafening sound of thunder outside, and the door of the auditorium was slammed open.

A strange man appeared at the entrance of the auditorium, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

A fork-shaped lightning flashed across the ceiling, illuminating the stranger's cheek. It was a bruised veteran with the scars of the war still on his face. He looked particularly hideous, and the man was the most impressive. s eyes.

Yes, prosthetic eyes.

One of the strange man's eyes was fake, and it turned up and down, left and right, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"I suddenly understand why he has the nickname Mad-Eye," Fred muttered softly.

"It's really suitable." Lee Jordan nodded in agreement, "Maybe, we can learn a lot of useful knowledge this semester."

"What do you think?"

George is asking Mad-Eye Moody if it's fake.

"I don't know, but it should be a magic eye with special effects." Albert looked at Moody with interest, thinking about how to use the magic eye technology to study, that kind of seeing through disguise, invisibility, Hidden magic and weird perspective techniques are actually useful. "

The others seemed to be stunned by the appearance of the strange man, and all stared at him intently.

Moody seemed unmoved by everyone's reaction, walked directly to Dumbledore, shook hands with him as if he were an old friend, the two whispered a few words, and sat on the right side of Dumbledore's gesture. on an empty seat.

?? Dumbledore happily introduced the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher to everyone, but apart from him and Hai, almost no one in the auditorium applauded the new professor.

Moody didn't care, he pulled a plate of sausages and ate it with the knife in his pocket, as if the tableware had been smeared with poison.

Years of Auror habit, Moody instinctively looked at the students in the auditorium with the magic eye.

"What do you think he's drinking?"

Albert saw Moody take out a curved wine bottle from his travel cloak, and when he took a sip, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Definitely not pumpkin juice," Fred speculated.

"I don't think it's pumpkin juice either." George immediately echoed.

"Of course it's not pumpkin juice." Lee Jordan exchanged glances with the friends around him, and they all felt that Moody was indeed suspicious.

If you don't know it, it's normal to think that there is wine in it, but the four of them are suspicious of Moody's identity, then the curved bottle is not necessarily wine.

"What are you talking about?" Angelina was baffled by the words of the four.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, "I want to announce a few announcements."

No one really cares, the notice is basically the same every year: Filch's prohibited items. Everyone is forbidden to enter the forbidden forest. Students under the third grade are not allowed to visit Hogsmeade Village. "

"I also regret to inform you that the House Cup Quidditch will not be held this year." Dumbledore waited for the noise to quiet down, then continued, "I am very happy to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be This year at Hogwarts. Headmasters Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their hand-picked contenders and the selection of warriors will take place on Halloween.”

After hearing that "In addition to winning honors for my school, I can also get a thousand Galleons." After hearing that, many students lit up and wrote "I want to participate" all over their faces.

After all, who can give up honor and wealth?

There were whispers in the auditorium, and countless students fantasized about becoming Hogwarts warriors.

"I know you're all eager to win the Triwizard trophy for Hogwarts," Dumbledore said. "We've done a lot this summer to make sure that no one of our warriors lives is in danger. However, The participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that only students over the age of seventeen are allowed to enter. Because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous, no matter how much precautions we take, students under the sixth and seventh years will not be able to deal with it. ."

Some people protested angrily after hearing Dumbledore's words.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan, however, refrained from laughing. They all thought the angry protesters were stupid.

"What's wrong with you?" Angelina asked suspiciously.

"stomachache."

"Warrior, there is only one!" Arya said meaningfully.

"Cough cough." Albert told Arya to shut up and don't attract firepower to himself.

They get it.

Yes, there is only one warrior. As long as Dumbledore has no problem with his mind, he will definitely make Albert a warrior.

Who can beat Albert?

"The delegation of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the school year with us." Dumbledore had to lift his voice, "I know foreign dignitaries are staying here. During this time, you will all be warm and friendly and support the warriors of Hogwarts wholeheartedly."

"I know you're all eager to win the Triwizard trophy for Hogwarts," Dumbledore said. "We've done a lot this summer to make sure that no one of our warriors lives is in danger. However, The participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that only students over the age of seventeen are allowed to enter. Because the competition is still very difficult and dangerous, no matter how much precautions we take, students under the sixth and seventh years will not be able to deal with it. ."

Some people protested angrily after hearing Dumbledore's words.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan, however, refrained from laughing. They all thought the angry protesters were stupid.

"What's wrong with you?" Angelina asked suspiciously.

"stomachache."

"Warrior, there is only one!" Arya said meaningfully.

"Cough cough." Albert told Arya to shut up and don't attract firepower to himself.

They get it.

Yes, there is only one warrior. As long as Dumbledore has no problem with his mind, he will definitely make Albert a warrior.

Who can beat Albert?

"The delegation of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive in October and spend most of the school year with us." Dumbledore had to lift his voice, "I know foreign dignitaries are staying here. During this time, you will all be warm and friendly and support the warriors of Hogwarts wholeheartedly."

Dumbledore ended the dinner with a loud and controversial noise and drove all the students back to sleep.

"Actually, I think their quarrel is meaningless." Professor McGonagall shook his head after the students left.

"I also think so, the Hogwarts warrior must be Albert." Hagrid said firmly.

"It seems that the warriors of our school have been selected." Moody raised his eyebrows slightly, who was talking to Dumbledore.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried that other schools will demand that Mr. Anderson be banned from the competition on the grounds that Albert is the Gold Medal winner for Barnabus Finkley's Excellent Spellcasting Technique." Professor Flitwick also felt that he Burt's participation in the Triwizard Tournament was indeed a bit of a bully.

"Mr. Anderson is also a student of Hogwarts, and it is completely reasonable for him to become a warrior to participate in the game." Professor Sprout suddenly looked forward to how other schools would react.

Listening to the professors' views on this matter, Barty suddenly felt that the situation was a little bad.

Even worse, however.

"That guy is definitely a fake."

In Albert's dormitory, the foursome are debating the authenticity of Moody, and what's in the curved wine bottle is definitely a compound potion.

"What purpose do you think the other party has come to school disguised as Moody." Fred was the first to ask the question.

"His target might be Harry."

"why?"

"Everything you can't think of, it's reasonable to push it somewhere, like the other party actually came to murder Harry," Fred said.

"Murder Harry? That's absolutely the stupidest way."

"Albert, what do you think."

"I don't know, but it probably has something to do with Harry," said Albert, "if Moody's is true."

"Can it be predicted?"

cannot.

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