The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Unfortunately, most of the little wizards on the boat did not have time to appreciate the Hogwarts Castle in the rain, and the icy rain made them shiver.

"Why do first-year students take a boat to cross the river?" Albert retracted his gaze and looked at the three people on the same boat whose teeth were chattering with cold.

"No, I don't know, and I don't want to know at all."

"Me too, it's so cold." The twins also echoed, they're almost freezing to death now, who still has the mood to pay attention to these things.

Albert couldn't help shaking his head. He still knew a little about the ceremony of crossing the river by boat. In fact, this was to let the new students who came to Hogwarts follow the route that the four founders took when they came to Hogwarts Castle. Why is a group of four, in fact, it also represents the original four founders, similar to a kind of inheritance ceremony, so that the students who come here can feel the excitement and joy of the founders, and at the same time remember the hardships of the founders in building the school.

But, until now, how many people really understand these?

Hagrid who guided them across the lake didn't even know.

However, few students will care about these things.

"Careful, head down!" Hagrid shouted.

The freshmen hurriedly bowed their heads.

The boat carried them under the cliff to the dock below the castle.

"It sucks, I hate rain." One of the twins folded his arms and sneezed.

Everyone was soaked wet, shaking to the sieve of chaff.

"How did you do it?" Li Jordan asked in surprise. He found that the rain had not wet Albert's robe and pointed hat.

"A simple magic." Albert explained softly, noticing other people's gazes.

"Okay, everyone come with me." Hagrid carried the oil lamp and led the new students up a gravel-paved path to the lawn below the castle. In front of them was a section of stone steps, stone steps. Oak door leading to the castle.

A witch in an emerald robe stood in front of the oak door, and Albert knew him. She was Professor McGonagall who had been to Albert's house.

"Thank you, Hagrid, the freshman will be handed over to me." Professor McGonagall looked at the embarrassed freshman, and Albert felt the corners of her mouth twitch.

This is not surprising at all, the appearance of the new students can no longer be described as embarrassed, almost everyone was drenched in soup, and their bodies were still stained with mud.

"First-year freshmen, come with me."

Professor McGonagall led the freshman into the castle, and Albert followed behind the team, looking left and right at the thousand-year-old castle.

"That's Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, and Percy said Professor McGonagall was tough," George whispered.

"Oh, I saw her once. My sister loves Professor McGonagall's trick of turning a teacup into a mouse." Albert's attention was on the stone wall, and he had always wondered if those flaming torches were eternal fire.

It is said that there is a kind of fairy fire called what can burn forever, which is in line with this scene.

"Let's go, what are you looking at?" Fred pushed Albert gently and urged in a low voice.

"I'm thinking what kind of magic fire that is, it shouldn't be an ordinary flame." If you don't see smoke, it means that this is not an ordinary flame.

Fred opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

Albert is going to find out about these things in the future. There are many secrets in this castle worth exploring.

After Albert had the idea of ​​exploring the castle, a task popped up on the panel:

Millennium School: Hogwarts.

Hogwarts is an ancient and mysterious school of magic. It has existed for thousands of years. There are countless unknown secrets hidden in this ancient castle. As a curious secret explorer, you should not put it like this Opportunity. Explore Hogwarts Castle and find hidden secrets before graduation.

Current progress: 1%.

Rewards 1000-100000 experience, 1-10 skill points.

"Damn!" Albert couldn't help but swear in his heart, which was astonishing.

This is definitely the most compelling task he has ever seen.

Is this to force me to become a night wanderer?

It seems that mastering the Illusory Body Spell must be put on the agenda in advance. Albert began to think about how to get the phantom spell.

The freshman was led by Professor McGonagall into the waiting room of the branch. There was not much space inside, and everyone was crowded together.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall said in his opening remarks, according to the annual practice, "the opening banquet is about to begin, but before you go to the dining room, you must first determine which one you enter. College..."

As in the leadership speech in the previous life: I said a few words here, and then I talked for more than half an hour. Although Professor McGonagall was not so exaggerated, he also talked for more than ten minutes.

Albert's remarks to Professor McGonagall can be summed up in three simple points: accommodation, divisions, and the college cup.

After the usual Hogwarts instructions, Professor McGonagall asked all the freshmen to line up and let her clean up the water and dirt from her body.

As the deputy dean of the school, Professor McGonagall couldn't tolerate freshmen entering the hall like this. This embarrassed appearance simply disgraced Hogwarts.

The freshmen were crowded, hoping to dry their clothes as soon as possible. The humidity and cold made them uncomfortable.

"Is this squeezing sardines?" Albert looked at the group of freshmen with interest, took a step back, and took the initiative to stay behind the team. The rain did not affect him too much.

Professor McGonagall moved quickly, using the Descaler Charm and Drying Charm skillfully, it only took a few minutes, and it was Albert's turn soon.

She glanced at Albert in surprise, and then cast the same spell on him. The clothes immediately became dry and warm, and the splashed soil on the boots and trousers disappeared.

"Now, please be quiet," Professor McGonagall said loudly. "I'll pick you up when it's ready over there."

After Professor McGonagall left the room, everyone was whispering about the Sorting.

"How to sort out?"

"How can they accurately assign everyone to the right college?"

"Maybe, some kind of test."

When it comes to testing, everyone is nervous.

Watching this scene, Albert suddenly wanted to laugh. He kind of understood why others were reluctant to tell the freshmen the way.

What a bunch of nasty guys!

"You're not nervous at all? I'm Arya Spinnet." A young girl came over to talk, and Albert gave her a hand earlier.

Of course, the girl came to talk, probably because of Albert's calmness. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like he knew the secret of the branch.

In fact, she guessed right.

"As long as I don't go to Slytherin, I can accept it." Albert shrugged, but he didn't reveal the intention of the sorting ceremony at all. It was actually interesting to see the nervous faces of the freshmen.

Well, Albert admits that he does have some bad tastes.