The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Okay, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school anthem together!" Dumbledore raised his wand and lightly, a piece of text twisted from a golden ribbon floated in front of everyone.

The members of the Hogwarts Choir also appeared, and the prefect next to Albert was also one of them, and the choir members in the front row were holding big toads in their hands.

As Dumbledore waved his wand, all the teachers and students began to sing the school song at their own pace.

Albert was in the mix too, and he opened his mouth and pretended to be singing.

There is no way, the song is very second, and I am also sad that the professors on the teacher's seat are a little stiff, obviously a little reluctant.

It's okay for children, but a group of adults are singing this school song, and they feel ashamed!

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts..." Beside Albert, the funny Weasley brothers were singing to the melody of "Funeral March", and the rhythm couldn't keep up with the others. Several freshmen beside them They all looked at each other.

"...We will study hard until it turns into dung." After the song was finished, the two were still singing slowly, and Albert suddenly had the urge to cover his face, pretending that he didn't know them.

After the final reverberation of the song, Dumbledore told everyone to go back to rest.

The entrance banquet finally came to an end, and everyone rushed up, causing traffic congestion in an instant.

Now, Albert somewhat understands why the newcomer was ranked first.

If he followed the students of other grades, he might have gone to the wrong place. Think of the Gryffindor students who accidentally followed the wrong team, ran to the Hufflepuff common room, only to find out that they were in the wrong place at the end, the scene is not too beautiful.

"Follow me, newcomers." It was the prefect who led the way for the newcomers to Gryffindor, the one who just came on stage to perform.

He led everyone through the noisy crowd, out of the dining room, and after ascending the marble staircase, separated from the other college freshmen.

The nascent procession made its way through the corridors and around the castle instead of the legendary moving stairs.

There are many portraits hanging in the hallway, and the characters above are whispering and talking as the freshmen pass by, and there are portraits that greet them.

The prefect leads the freshman through the castle, and you'll never guess where the entrance is?

There is a closed wooden door in front, but they pass through the stone door opposite. Some doors, you need to touch the exact position, it will open for you, and some doors are hidden behind the curtains, or behind the portraits. However, the worst is not these, because now there is a hapless trapped staircase. It looks like a normal staircase, but when you reach a certain step, you need to step over it, otherwise, if you step in, your feet will sink in. in.

For a newcomer here, it's a disaster.

"Are you okay!" Albert reached out and pulled Lee Jordan out.

"Not good." Lee Jordan said angrily, "I was just taken aback, I really don't understand what the school does with so many weird things?"

"I think it's funny, right George."

"I think so too."

"These are the defensive facilities left over from the past, and now they have become a major feature of Hogwarts," Albert explained. "Come on, I don't want to get lost."

I don't know how long it took, when Albert felt a little sore in his legs, they finally came to the eighth floor, walked through a long corridor, and reached the end. There hung a portrait of a very wealthy woman, no doubt that this was the legendary Fat Lady, the gatekeeper of Gryffindor Tower.

"Password?" she asked.

"Nonsense," said the prefect, and the portrait opened like a door, revealing a circular opening behind it.

He was not in a hurry to go in, but turned to the newcomer, "You must remember the password, you can enter the lounge only by saying the password to the fat lady,

The current password is gibberish. "

After speaking, the prefect led everyone through the hole in the wall, which was the Gryffindor common room.

This is an old round big room with a lot of sofas. In one corner of the room, the fireplace was burning with flames, and there was a lot of firewood next to it. Several people were sitting on the sofa chatting. After the newcomer came in, they looked over and waved to the newcomer. .

"You are lucky. Tomorrow is Saturday, which means you don't have to go to class. This is a rare opportunity. I suggest you to get familiar with the castle in these two days. The environment of the castle is more complicated than you think. If you don't want to get lost, It's best to quickly find out where the classroom is." After the prefect finished speaking, he pointed to two doorways, "Girls go over there, boys follow me."

After saying hello to another female prefect, he took Albert and his party into another door, and walked down the narrow spiral staircase. On the way, he encountered many doors. The prefect introduced them to the freshman's room, toilet and bathroom.

Of course, the bathroom and bathroom are communal, but thankfully the bathroom has a compartment, thank goodness.

As for their respective rooms, they need to find their own rooms, and there are special name marks on the doors.

Albert and the twins lived in the same room as Lee Jordan, and there were only four of them.

The room is not big, there are four beds with curtains, and their luggage is placed beside the beds.

Albert easily found his suitcase, yawned and took out his pajamas to put on for himself.

"In the future, please give me more advice." Albert greeted the other three with a smile.

"A lot of advice." The four looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to explore the castle, are you going?" Albert took out the camera from the suitcase, and stepped back to the door to take a picture of his bedroom.

"Of course. Remember to call me in the morning." The twins looked at each other and said in unison.

"What about you?" The three of them looked at Lee Jordan in unison.

"Of course, let's go together." The black brother obviously didn't want to be alone.

"Good night."

Lying in bed, obviously already very sleepy, but still can't sleep. Every time Albert goes to an unfamiliar place, he is always prone to insomnia.

Others obviously didn't have such troubles as him. They were full and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

Albert turned sideways and opened his task panel. The original exploration progress had reached 3%.

I don't know how much it will take to take a trip to the castle tomorrow, he flipped through his skill list again, there are several pages.

Most of the magic is only level 1, a few have not yet mastered.

Looking at those skills that were still at level 0, Albert suddenly had the urge to spend experience to raise them to level 1.

These are all broken habits left over from playing games in the past, and they will always habitually fill up their skills.

Albert took a deep breath and closed the panel, lest he accidentally spend all his hard-earned experience, which could be related to his future life.

In a daze, Albert fell asleep. He had a dream, dreaming of himself in his previous life, and was flipping through a book. He still remembered that it was the first time he came into contact with the Harry Potter book.

"Is all this a dream?"

No, this is not a dream, it has been confirmed again and again as early as the moment he opened his eyes again after his death.

This is not a dream.

I always feel like the author of a fan story, creating another Harry Potter fan story of my own. It's just that this time, he can't paint the content he wants as recklessly as the author.

Ah, Wen Qing is a disease.