The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The next morning, the storm stopped, and Albert opened the window, and the air blowing in front of him was exceptionally fresh, but the weather outside still showed no signs of clearing up. There were large dark clouds rolling in the sky, and it might rain again at any time.

"Good morning." George covered his yawn and greeted Albert, "It looks like it's going to rain outside."

"If the rainstorm continues, the lake will be flooded." Lee Jordan also got up, and they had to go to the auditorium early today to fix the sixth grade schedule at Professor McGonagall.

"Sixth grade is great, we have a lot of free time to allocate." Fred said happily:

"Don't waste your little time at Hogwarts. Now for you, the most precious thing should be the Hogwarts library. Make good use of the remaining two years and make use of the books in the library. They can provide more inspiration for your joke props." Albert said to the three who were ready to embrace a happy sixth grade life after opening a bag of cat food to Tom, "If you don't want to be the next Joko. ."

"What does this have to do with Joko?" Fred was puzzled, how could he just talk about Joko.

"Zhoko is a typical example of exhaustion of inspiration. He didn't have enough knowledge to support him to study more joke props, and it turned out to be like that." Albert closed the window and motioned a few people to say while walking.

"There are still people visiting Joko's store, entirely because there are no other new stores to compete with him. If there are other more interesting joke shops, Joko's joke shop may close at any time and cannot withstand the impact of the market."

"I remember you said something similar before, thinking that when our joke shop opens, Jokowi's joke shop may be crowded out by us." George agreed with Albert's remarks, because Jokowi's shop It's been a long time since there was a funny joke prop.

"Didn't we have you?"

Fred felt that they didn't need to worry about those things at all. Maybe, as Albert said, the development of joke props would be stagnant in the later stage because there was not enough knowledge support, but they had Albert. After Albert graduated from Hogwarts School, the knowledge reserve in his head was equivalent to a mobile library. What's more, they also know that Albert has the habit of collecting books, and with his book reserve, they can fully support their shop.

"By the way, are you planning to build a radio station?" Lee Jordan suddenly interrupted and asked, "If you want, I can write to Dad and ask him to find a way to help us get radio equipment for us."

"There's no rush about this. Even if we do get the equipment, we won't be able to build it for a while, and we haven't figured out what to broadcast. These things have to be planned slowly." Albert walked down the stairs and entered the public hall. In the lounge, Shanna said hello after coming down from the girls' dormitory, and said to Lee Jordan, "I think you can name our station first."

"Gossip little secrets?" Lee Jordan said solemnly. "If you allow me to spread a little of your personal life, I think our radio station will be popular soon."

"Why don't you discuss the color of Snape's underwear on the radio?" Albert gave Lee Jordan a stern look.

"It's a good idea, but it will make people lose their appetite. As we all know, Snape may not wash his underwear for a few days. Also, we don't know what color Snape's underwear is." Lee Jordan's words immediately attracted The disgusting eyes of the girls around, "But we know what color your panties are."

"Man, I think you're running on the road to death." Fred and George couldn't help laughing, and patted Lee Jordan on the shoulder with a self-sufficient expression.

Noticing the expression that Albert had seen, Lee Jordan's neck could not help shrinking, and he hurriedly defended: "Many people are curious about you, so instead of letting them arrange some messy gossip news, it is better to let them I brought it here to talk to you, everyone knows,

There will be no more messy gossip. "

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

"Sorry, I was just joking." Lee Jordan immediately apologized.

"If you really want to be popular, you can read recent events like the attack at the World Cup, why the Ministry of Magic responded so badly, or the attack on Professor Moody yesterday." Albert Give Lee Jordan a direction.

"Isn't this similar to the content in it?"

"Yes, you can talk about these topics together and interpret some recent events. Many wizards are actually very poor at interpreting key information." Albert did not deny this, he was going to let them do the broadcast first. To gain experience.

"I don't think my reading skills are much better." Lee Jordan sat down next to Albert, picked up the latest issue, and quickly found the report on Moody: New trouble at the Ministry of Magic.

However, Rita Kist deliberately downplayed the events of the old Auror Moody in the article and turned the blame on Weasley, for which she deliberately changed Arthur Weasley's name to Arnold Weasley. Moreover, there is a photo of the Weasleys attached to the bottom of the newspaper, which is obviously malicious.

"Mum must be very happy, she's always hated the woman Rita Kist." George took the newspaper, frowned after reading the article, "I'm sure that woman must have misspelled her name on purpose. "

"But she still reads Rita Skeeter's articles, doesn't she? We have to admit that Rita Skeeter's technical nonsense contributed to the sales."

"In your words, people are sometimes reluctant to accept the reality, because it's too cruel for them. They are only willing to accept the reality they want to believe." Fred took the newspaper and read it and said, "Lily Rita Skeeter is very good at digging out other people's secrets and writing articles in a way that many people like. In fact, I'm more curious, Rita Skeeter actually let you go without the gossip that spreads everywhere?"

"Because I talked to her about it and told her to shut up." After Albert finished his milk, he started making himself a ham sandwich.

"How did you convince her?"

Fred, George and Lee Jordan all thought it was incredible that a woman like Rita Skeeter obviously couldn't easily compromise.

"Everyone has weaknesses. She reports these for profit. As long as the deal is settled, she will naturally shut up and compromise."

"As expected of you, you found Rita Skeeter's weakness."

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all curious, but they didn't continue to question when they saw that Albert didn't plan to say anything.

At this moment, Hermione came to Albert's side at an unknown time.

"We can talk about house-elves."

"About the novel?"

"No, I've given up on the novel for now. Do you know where the kitchen is? Nick told me that hundreds of house-elves are oppressed at Hogwarts." Hermione took a deep breath and reorganized her words: "I I want to set up an association to ensure that house elves get reasonable wages and a good working environment, I don't know if you have any good suggestions."

"No one will join your association, except Harry and Ron." Albert was silent for a long time and reminded: "Your original intention is good, but your approach is heresy in the eyes of other wizards, no wizard will support your approach."

"why?"

Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief.

"House-elves are wizards' slaves, and no master will allow slaves to be equal to them." Albert motioned for Hermione to continue listening to him, "If you want house-elves to have some power, then house-elves and wizards There's bound to be a war, cruel as it is, but some things need blood to win, but the house-elves don't have that kind of power, and they're only going to be worse off than they are now."

"But I just hope that they can be treated well and that their rights can be guaranteed." Hermione looked at Albert in shock, unable to immediately explain why such a terrible thing happened.

"Because you are going in the wrong direction, your thinking is too naive." Albert pointed out: "Your goal should be to allow house elves to be treated well, so that they can fully integrate into the wizard family and become important in the whole family. One member, rather than guaranteeing their power, that is very unrealistic and impossible to achieve, because wizards do not divide their powers at all."

"No one likes being a slave," said Hermione, shaky.

"They like to be slaves to other people!" Fred reminded. "They like to work, they like to serve wizards. Hermione, I think you should wake up and not lead the house-elves out on strike and fight for your own power."

Hermione didn't speak, but stared at Albert.

"Yes, no one likes to be a slave." Albert said helplessly: "But thousands of years of slavery have completely changed the nature of house elves. This is not something you can change, even Dumbledore. Can not change."

"Even if you want to help them, they will not appreciate it, but hate you even more, and even regard you as an enemy." Albert continued, "If you really want to help them, you should guide and appeal to the wizard to be able to Treat them well and make them fully dependable members of the family, not slaves, similar to how we treat pets as part of the family, and it takes a long time for a person to work hard, if you really want to be House-elves make a law to protect them, then you should aim to be the Minister of Magic, and only when you become the Minister of Magic will you have the opportunity to call on everyone to be kind to house-elves."

"Minister of Magic." Hermione stared at Albert.

"Yes, it's difficult." Albert nodded and said, "That's why I suggest you write a book to guide people to be kind to house elves through books."

After Hermione walked away, Fred muttered, "I thought she was a smart girl."

"Hermione is just a little naive and takes it for granted." Albert shook his head.

"Do you think Hermione could be Minister of Magic?"

"It's hard to say. If the environment of the Ministry of Magic does not change, she probably won't have any chance." Albert said softly: "But who knows what will happen in the future?"

"You know!" said George, "if you want."

"That's right." Albert laughed.

Albert had just finished breakfast when he saw Professor McGonagall coming over to distribute the class schedule. She needs to determine which N.E. enhancement classes the sixth-graders have chosen, making sure their O. grades meet the professors' minimum requirements.

"Spells, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Herbology, Potions, Arithmetic Divination, and Ancient Runes." Professor McGonagall repeated Albert's chosen course, picked up his wand and tapped on the course schedule, When handing the completed class schedule to Albert, she asked in a low voice, "I remember your birthday is in September."

"Yes, on September 21, are you going to give me a birthday present?" Albert asked jokingly.

"Then do you plan to participate in this year's Triwizard Tournament?" Professor McGonagall lowered her voice even lower.

"I do plan to sign up." Albert nodded and said, "For a Gryffindor, such an interesting game cannot be missed."

"The Triwizard Tournament is more dangerous than you think, if you've seen it..."

"You mean in the 1792 competition, a chicken-body snake-tailed monster was out of control, causing all three principals to be injured?"

"The Triwizard Tournament is still very dangerous for you. If you want to participate, you should correct your mentality." Professor McGonagall reminded.

"In my opinion, catching chicken-body snake-tailed monsters is not too dangerous. Even if this Triwizard Tournament needs to face fire dragons, I have the confidence to defeat them." Albert said calmly.

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth slightly, turned and left. Although she felt that Albert was a little overconfident, thinking of his sturdy deeds, no one at Hogwarts was more suitable to be a warrior than him.

"In this Triwizard Tournament, the Warriors need to face the fire dragon?" Lee Jordan felt that he had guessed correctly.

"Fire dragons are not easy to deal with, especially their scales, most of the magic doesn't work, how are you going to defeat them." Fred and George were very curious about how Albert planned to defeat the fire dragon.

"Fire dragons also have weaknesses, and it is not difficult to deal with their weaknesses."

"What is the weakness of the fire dragon?"

"Eyelid, so it only takes an eye spell to hurt them." Albert shrugged.

"That means you have to deal with a crazy dragon," muttered Lee Jordan. "It feels crazy."

"There was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, and I was suddenly looking forward to what Professor Moody would call us."

"How to fight the dark wizard, after all, he is an Auror and is very familiar with this aspect." Albert took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

"But you didn't say..."

"That doesn't matter, does it?" Albert packed his things and stood up: "I have to go, there is an ancient rune class in the morning."

"Albert's words always confuse people." Fred said, looking at the back of Albert leaving.

"I think he actually guessed everything, just didn't tell us." George greeted Fred with a smile and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to do something."

"Where are you going?" Li Jordan was a little stunned. Why are these people not talking?

"Of course it's to study our gadgets!" George said of course: "You forgot, Albert let us hurry up."

"If we want to take advantage of this time to make a fortune, we must prepare in advance." Fred and George said in unison: "After all, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared."

After finishing speaking, the two walked back to the common room, shoulder to shoulder, and they were going to move everything in the dormitory to the laboratory of the Room of Requirement. After all, it's obviously not a good idea to fiddle with those in a dorm room.

"I agree with Albert, but can't you wait for me?" Lee Jordan hurriedly chased after eating the food on the plate in three or two bites.

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