The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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"Has Ihus found it?"

"No, he is missing, and the tracking magic originally left on him has also failed."

"Keep looking, that bastard must pay for it."

"This is not the time to trouble Ishus."

"Damn, you shouldn't have hired an outsider to handle this in the first place."

"Don't you agree too?"

The conference room was already full of quarrels, and the "big men" sitting here did not expect that they would be played by a "little man".

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly slammed open, and a panting wizard ran in and shouted: "Golden Award, the Golden Award has appeared!"

"who is it?"

"Who got the gold medal.

Several people in the conference room all stood up and looked anxiously at the out of breath wizard, wishing to give the half-talking guy a Cruciatus.

"It's No. 17," the wizard said with a sad face. "The youngest No. 17 won the championship and the gold medal."

Suddenly, the "big men" in the conference room seemed to have lost their bones and slumped on their chairs.

How can an underage wizard get a gold medal.

This is impossible!

In any case, they don't want to believe it.

"The 17th is a Muggle wizard. How could he possibly win the gold medal? We should file a formal complaint with the International Federation of Wizards." Someone shouted angrily. His proposal was immediately echoed by the others.

"The wizards who won the bet will soon come over to exchange the bonus." The wizard who came to report reminded in a low voice.

The person in charge of the game looked at the people in front of him, took a deep breath and said to the wizard beside him, "Let those wizards who have won the lottery redeem them in batches."

Gold coins must naturally be given. Once you lose your credit, you are really finished.

Don't even think about opening a gambling game in the future.

If it was just a privately opened gambling game, running away would also be running away, but this is a gambling game opened in the name of the Bullfighting Daily and the Ministry of Magic. Once the money is not given, the Ministry of Magic will trouble them as soon as possible.

"How much did you lose in total?" The person in charge of the gambling game looked at the wizard who was beside him who was hesitant to speak.

"A total of 67,000 losses," the young wizard whispered.

"How many?"

"Sir, the total loss is 67,000," the young wizard repeated.

Hearing this data, the conference room fell into a dead silence.

"How come there are so many?" Someone finally couldn't help but ask.

"Because of today's headlines, a lot of people think No. 17 can win the championship."

"We can't afford this money." Someone said excitedly, "This is 67,000, not 67, nor 670, but 67,000. How can we get so much money to fill this hole?"

"You want to default on your debts?" The person in charge of the gambling game narrowed his eyes and looked at the others present.

"We should think of other ways."

"The group of people outside won't give you time to think. If you lose, you lose."

...

Meanwhile, waves of cheers erupted from the Barnabus Bar, as the beneficiaries raised their glasses to congratulate the youngest ever Gold Medal winner of Barnabus Finkley's Excellent Spellcasting.

In the living room on the second floor, everyone is holding an award ceremony for the youngest winner.

"congratulations!"

Yanila looked at Albert with a complicated expression. She didn't expect that the man in front of her really won the gold award.

In front of everyone's eyes, Yanila smiled and handed the championship trophy to Albert, and then helped him put on the medal symbolizing the gold medal.

"Thank you." Albert smiled and thanked Yanila.

To be honest, he is still a little confused now, how did he win the gold award?

After testing the Flux, he chatted with the judges alone for a while, and then showed the Patronus Charm, and was inexplicably told that he had won the gold award.

"This is your bonus."

Yanila handed a bag of prize money to Albert, then picked up "Barnabus Finkley Spellcaster" from the plate and handed it to him again, and finally her own signed record.

When Albert handed the things in his hand to Bud and held the championship trophy high, countless cameras lit up, causing Albert to narrow his eyes.

Next, he was surrounded by countless reporters.

"One person, one question," Abbott told reporters

"Mr. Anderson, do you have anything to say after winning the championship?" a reporter asked.

"Mr. Bud, I won the championship." Albert smiled and handed the championship trophy to Bud, and took the brick book from him.

"Who is that Mr. Budd?"

"Next." Albert ignored him and pointed to another reporter, "Just you."

"It is rumored that you are going to marry Miss Yanila, is it true?"

"Fake, I already have a girlfriend." Albert chose a reporter again, and he ignored all those who wanted to fish in troubled waters.

A dozen reporters were dismissed by Albert in this way.

"Mr. Anderson, you have spoken at least six languages ​​since just now. I am curious how many languages ​​you have mastered?"

"About a dozen. I haven't counted them carefully. I can use most of the languages ​​in Europe." Albert interrupted by raising his hand, "Okay, that's it."

He pushed aside the crowd and returned to his room.

"How does it feel to win?" Bud asked with a smile. Albert's sentence just now, "Mr. Bud, I won the championship." made him very happy.

"Not so good." Albert asked casually, "When are we going back?"

"I thought you would want to stay here for a few days."

"just forget it!"

"Don't go down and meet your supporters, I think they'd love to meet you, the youngest Gold Medal winner!"

"It's just a false name." Albert threw things on the bed at will, and after Bud closed the door, he lowered his voice and asked, "When will the account be paid over there?"

"It will take a few more days. However, don't worry, you probably have to stay for a few days." Bud signaled Albert not to worry.

"What's the matter?" Albert asked with a frown

"A wizard who has won a gold medal in everything needs to leave his own spellcasting technique," Bud explained.

"I want to go back tomorrow, it's not safe here," Albert said.

Bud reacted quickly, nodded and said: "You are indeed not popular with some people now, it is right to return to the UK as soon as possible. I am afraid that the problem here will take a few days, and then I will directly help you with the money. In the Gringotts vault."

"Then please, we will go back to England tomorrow." Albert really didn't want to stay here any longer. Moreover, he felt that Diana and Yanila looked at him very wrongly.

If possible, Albert actually wants to return home now.

However, he must attend the banquet tonight. After all, it is a banquet specially prepared for them, and it is very rude to refuse.

A variety of well-prepared sumptuous dishes are placed on the table, but the atmosphere is a bit strange.

"Honestly, I'm curious how on earth did Mr Anderson get the Gold Award?"

Halfway through the banquet, Ms. Camerin finally couldn't help but ask the answer that everyone else wanted to know.

How did you lose.

"Mr. Anderson on the 17th has gone farther than you in spellcasting." Ms. Monica explained with a smile: "He actually created a very clever spellcasting technique, and he also has a deep understanding of spellcasting techniques. And, you should have also discovered that Mr. Anderson has high attainments in silent spells and wandless magic, and he is undoubtedly a genius among geniuses."

Everyone was silent, and they could actually see that Albert's silent spell and wandless magic were very clever.

"Mr. Anderson's use of the Patronus is also amazing." Mr. Yave added with a smile, "I've never seen anyone's Patronus being used like that."

The other three looked at each other, perhaps they were still confused, but seeing the admiration on the referees' faces, they realized that there was a big gap between them and Anderson, which made them all a little depressed.

After all, no one likes to lose a game for no apparent reason.

"Under normal circumstances, the second round basically means picking out the champion. If you pay attention to the past games, you can't see this."

One of the old referees explained to everyone with a smile: "The third round of the party and the individual interview is more to determine whether he is eligible to win the championship and the gold award, and by the way, let's see how everyone's spell casting techniques are? Of course, these Don't speak out."

Albert was a little speechless, but he didn't expect the referee to say it himself.

However, he can actually understand that if he doesn't say it, the other eliminated players will probably be very unconvinced.

"Mr. Anderson, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here for a few days. We want to talk to you about your spell casting technique and record it."

"We can contact through owls, or some other method."

Albert, who has been eating silently, raised his head and said, "I don't think I please some people now, and I want to go back to the UK as soon as possible to share this joy with my relatives and friends."

The five referees looked at each other and finally agreed.

Those who opened gambling games probably hated Albert, and the previous Flux incident was their trick.

Everyone chatted until eleven o'clock before they dispersed. Albert also got the contact information of others. The wizard who was suspected of being an Auror was named Demps and worked for the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance.

Albert chatted with him for a long time about Defense Against the Dark Arts, and finally Demps wanted to introduce Albert into the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance.

...

Late at night, Yanila, wearing an off-white nightdress, came out of the bathroom and found her mother Diana sitting on a chair in the room.

"Mom, is something wrong?"

Diana looked at her daughter, sighed softly and reminded, "He's going back tomorrow."

Yanila rubbed her hair for a while, with an undisguised entanglement on her face.

"Your chance is running out, don't miss it."

Diana put a bright red potion and a key on the table. "You don't hate him, do you?"

"He doesn't like me." Yanila laughed at herself: "He has a girlfriend of his own."

"You're wrong, there's no man who doesn't like beautiful women unless he has a problem with his sexuality." Diana walked over to Yanila and gently hugged her daughter and said, "Also, you are beautiful enough and good enough. As for his character, don't worry, I asked Bud, Anderson's character is very good. So, you have to seize the opportunity, if you miss it, I'm afraid you won't find another one in the future."

"I actually hesitated like you, but I chose your father in the end. Although we don't meet many times every year, he still loves me very much, even if I'm not his wife."

Yanila looked at the back of her mother leaving, and got into a tangle. She dried her hair and stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself.

Yanila actually hates doing that, and her self-esteem doesn't allow herself to do that, but Diana is right, she really doesn't hate Albert, and if she misses it, it will probably be gone in the future.

Finally, Yanila gritted her teeth and left her room with the potion and the key.

When he came to Albert's room, the door next door suddenly opened, and Bud leaned against the door, calmly looking at the startled Yanila.

"your decision?"

"Well, my decision, do you think this is inappropriate?" Yanila looked at her grandfather, although the number of times the two sides met was pitiful.

"I respect your choice." Bud looked deeply at Yanila and said meaningfully, "But your choice does not represent his choice."

The girl looked at the reopened door, took a deep breath, picked up the key and inserted it into the keyhole. When she twisted the key to push the door in, she found that the door didn't move at all.

"What's going on?" Yanila looked suspiciously at the door handle and then at the door in front of her. She took out her wand and tried to open the door with the opening spell, however, the door remained motionless.

"Anti-Araho hole opening spell?" Yanila looked at the door in front of her suspiciously, and finally she chose to open a round hole in the door.

When the girl lifted her foot and stepped in, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Is something wrong? Miss Yanila."

"You haven't slept yet?" Yanila's face flushed quickly, she sneaked into the man's room in the middle of the night, and was caught by the other party, it was really embarrassing.

"I'm actually waiting for you." Albert waved his wand lightly, lighting up the lights in the room.

"You know what I'm here for?" Yanila hid her hand holding the potion behind her.

"Mr. Bud told me about his dark history." Albert said with a smile, "So, I guess you might come tonight.

"My teeth are normal and I don't have the habit of biting people, so you don't have to worry about me biting your neck suddenly." Yanila gathered up her courage and walked towards Albert, ready to push him down in one breath.

"No, I think you misunderstood. I actually didn't plan to do anything with you." Albert looked at the blond girl who gradually walked in, and quickly suppressed the waves in his heart.

"You don't really need to be like this."

"Do you know how determined I was to come here?" Yanila's face turned pale, she looked angry.

"I can tell."

"Am I not pretty enough?" Yanila asked.

"No, you are beautiful."

"Then why, I don't even expect anything, just treat me as a lover." Yanila almost finished these words through gritted teeth.

"I admit that you are very beautiful and you are very attractive, but I won't do that." Albert said calmly: "I won't make my future life a mess because of one mistake. Well, good night. Miss Yanila, I wish you a good dream."

After finishing speaking, Albert took out his wand and brought down Yanila, who was about to say something in front of her.

"Oh, what a pity."

Albert used his wand to move the other party to his bed, looked at the delicate and lovely face, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Pretty girl, who doesn't like it?

Moreover, it is still delivered to the door.

However, Albert felt that this kind of thing was not worth it, and Isobel was not an idiot. If something really happened to the other party, Albert didn't think this kind of thing could hide Isobel.

Why mess up the good life of the future.

If you really need a woman, you can go back to Isobel tomorrow, and his girlfriend is also very beautiful.

"solved?"

"Um."

Isobel's resentful voice came from the double-sided mirror: "By the way, you are getting more and more powerful now, and even beautiful girls are taking the initiative to embrace."

"Yeah, she is indeed a very beautiful girl, I think she is a bit pitiful." Albert sighed softly, "However, you should come out with me, so that I won't have these troubles."

"You're right." Isobel regretted not accompanying Albert to Spain.

man.

He can reject you once, twice, three times, or even more, but don't expect him to reject you countless times. People can never stay sane all the time.

Although Isobel is reluctant to admit it, this is the reality, especially good men are always easy to attract other beautiful girls.

"When are you coming back tomorrow, I'll pick you up." Isobel said.

"Probably...morning!" Albert glanced at the girl on the bed and said to Isobel, "I miss you a little."

"me too."