The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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Dear Mr. Anderson:

By the time you received the letter, we had successfully surrounded Bagman and forced him to sign the magical contract you gave me. Everything is as you guessed, Bagman doesn't care about magic contracts. Honestly, I doubt that Bagman actually believed in the contract and never thought of returning the principal to us in the first place.

However, I think Bagman will regret his decision.

I wish you a happy life!

Dries Jordan

After reading the contents of the letter, Albert lit the letter on fire. Tom, who was squatting on the table and licking his hair, looked at the burning letter curiously, opened his mouth and yawned, and squatted on Albert's pile. On the envelope, a fat belly was exposed, and he did not intend to move his nest.

Seeing this scene, Lee Jordan smiled and asked, "Whose letter?"

From what he knew about Albert, the burned letters were usually more important and didn't want people to see.

"Mr. Jordan's letter, they collectively went to Ludo Bagman to collect the debt, but unsurprisingly, that guy doesn't have a Galleon now, and the two sides signed a contract after some negotiation."

"What contract."

Lee Jordan wanted to reach out and touch Tom's belly, but finally gave up.

"After Ludo Bagman receives his salary every month, he uses 20 Galleons to repay his debts. After ten years, Ludo Bagman will not owe them Galleons." Albert reached out and rubbed it. Tom's stomach pulled a letter from under its ass.

"Ten years, I dare say that this must be your idea. Bagman might call you a devil behind your back." Lee Jordan suddenly sympathized with Bagman.

"Ludo Bagman isn't a decent guy, he's been a cunning speculator from the beginning," Albert said as he opened the envelope, "and I bet the guy isn't going to pay back. already."

"Then why did you do that?" Lee Jordan was even more puzzled. "Did you do something to the contract?"

"There's a tracking spell on it, and a curse."

"That guy is really unlucky."

"Ludo Bagman hates a lot of people. They say that they are going to collect debts, but they are collectively looking for trouble for Ludo Bagman." Albert said with a smile, "As for the ten years of The debt repayment period is not the point. The point is that as long as Bagman signs the contract, he will not be able to escape within ten years. If he really does not intend to repay the debt, he will reveal his whereabouts to the goblin and let the goblin find him trouble. In short Don't make that guy too comfortable."

"Well, you're right." Lee Jordan didn't sympathize with Bagman, the guy's attitude was very bad.

Albert's eyes fell behind Lee Jordan, and he asked suspiciously, "Are Fred and George going to the kitchen to make supper?"

"They're busy making age-enhancing agents," Lee Jordan explained with a shrug. "Ever since you said last time you didn't have time to help, they still haven't given up."

"I remember that they didn't seem to plan to participate in the selection of the warriors?" Albert was puzzled. "Do they want to make money with that stuff?"

"Yeah, they do plan to sell the age-enhancing agent to the group of students who are trying to participate in the Warriors selection. After all, there are many students who are only a few months away from coming of age." Lee Jordan looked at the stack of gift bags on the bed and said: "Your birthday present this year is as amazing as ever. How many gifts are there in total?"

"I haven't counted them, I think most of them should be books." Albert handed the honesty detector to Lee Jordan, and threw him a pair of dragon leather gloves.

"You guys are still very worried about these gifts!" Lee Jordan didn't refuse. Opening gifts for Albert was one of the three favorite activities, and they all liked the feeling of opening gifts.

"God knows if there will be any black magic or black magic items in it. It's always right to be careful. Who made me famous now, there are many people who don't like me." Albert did not shy away from this,

It's not good to be too famous, so many pure-blood wizards don't like him, and at the next World Cup, someone was found to have invaded their tent in the chaos, so Albert had to be more vigilant, lest someone give him. He sends strange birthday gifts.

Because if it were Albert himself, he would be happy to give the other party a copy of "Sonnets for Wizards", so that the other party could only speak with limericks in five lines in his life.

"By the way, do you know who is the impartial referee who judges who the Warriors are?"

Lee Jordan began sorting gifts with an honesty detector, picking out gifts that detected hidden spells or magical items.

"I heard that it is a magic cup, it seems to be called the Goblet of Fire," Albert repeated as if to strengthen his tone, "Well, it should be called the Goblet of Fire."

"Goblet of Fire, what is that?" Lee Jordan was also interested. He never thought that Albert would even be able to find out such news. He really deserved to be Albert, who had friends all over the European magic world.

"I don't know, there are rumors that when the first Triwizard Tournament was held 700 years ago, the headmasters of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang jointly created or paid someone to create magic. Items, which can be used to impartially select the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament. At the time, the Triwizard Tournament was used as a great way to forge friendships between young wizards from different nations."

"A magic cup," Lee Jordan muttered. "I suddenly feel that ageing agents are not very reliable."

"The Sorting Hat at Hogwarts isn't just as magical." Albert took the letter from Lee Jordan, glanced at the sender, and found that it was a letter from Truman, as well as a birthday present from him. The notebook that Ben bought from the Muggle supermarket.

"Then how did they use that Goblet of Fire to pick the Warriors and let the Warriors touch the cup like the Sorting Hat?"

"I'll find out then." Albert opened Truman's envelope and saw two pieces of letter paper inside, one of which wished him a happy birthday. Another piece of parchment contains two recent events at the Ministry of Magic:

Bertha Jorkins disappeared while on vacation in Albania.

Another thing is that Bagman lost a lot of money and was blocked by creditors to ask for money.

"I found that people really like to give you books." Lee Jordan didn't know how many birthday gifts he had opened. There were books inside, and some of them were more valuable magazines.

"It's normal. I think books are pretty good. You don't have to worry about what gifts to give, but sometimes you will receive repeated books." Albert is happy to receive books, simple and practical, even if you don't need them. It can also be used to decorate bookshelves.

Especially the books sent to him by foreign friends can always bring different pleasures to Albert.

Lee Jordan stuffed the books into Albert's small bookshelf, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "By the way, do you know how to make an antidote for the love potion?"

"Love Potion?" Albert suddenly remembered that someone took the Love Potion by mistake, and couldn't help teasing: "Why, are you going to use the Love Potion on Angelina?"

"Angelina? No, I've given up temporarily." Lee Jordan's face showed a helpless and bitter smile: "She doesn't seem to have any feelings for me."

"Don't be discouraged, you can definitely find a more suitable one." Albert comforted. He knew that Lee Jordan had flirted with Angelina for several years, and the other party refused to date him.

"You're right," Lee Jordan reminded, regaining his energy, "Fred and George got word out of nowhere that the school was going to have a Christmas ball at Christmas, and you know, a lot of girls want it. To be your dance partner, so they figured out a way."

"Love Potion?"

"Yeah, it's the sale of love potions to girls who want to be your dance partners, so you have to be careful in the future. It would be better if you could carry the love potion antidote with you."

"I've already found a dance partner ahead of time." Albert shrugged and said, "So, I'm afraid Fred and George will be busy."

"Oh, you have already found a dance partner in advance? Who is it, let me guess?" Lee Jordan seemed to be interested all of a sudden, the soul of gossip began to burn, and even the unpacking was temporarily put down: "Your Your girlfriend has graduated from school, so you're sure to pick one of your acquaintances as a shield. Shanna? Or Granger?"

"No, keep it a secret for now!"

"Impossible. With your personality, you will definitely find an acquaintance as a dance partner. Wouldn't you want to bring your girlfriend to the school for the dance? That's a good idea." Lee Jordan noticed a letter from France on the table. Suddenly said: "Oh, by the way, I almost missed one, Katrina of Ravenclaw? Wouldn't you want to soak all the McGonagall sisters? I tell you, soak sisters It's not easy for both, even you have to be careful."

"Can't you say something human?"

"Or do you have acquaintances among the students from other schools who came to participate in the Triwizard Tournament? For example, the beautiful lady named Louise Delacour?" Lee Jordan teased and handed the envelope on the table to Ai Bert, they all know that Albert has a very beautiful female pen pal in France.

"Go ahead and unpack your package!" Albert said after taking the letter.

"I got it right." Lee Jordan patted Albert on the shoulder and reminded earnestly, "If you are too careless, be careful to be abandoned by the girls."

"Find a girlfriend first and then talk about me." Albert glanced at the letter in his hand. Since they met Louise in France and told each other about their engagement to Isobel, the two letters less contact.

"You guys are really enviable." Lee Jordan pouted, put on dragonskin gloves, and began to unpack those magically reactive packages.

Albert unfolded the letter and read the contents of the letter, his expression suddenly became very strange, because he found that Louise mentioned her cousin Fleur in the letter, saying that she might become a warrior of the Triwizard Tournament, and hoped that Albert could help take care of it , and mentioned that he planned to open a witch beauty shop with the help of his new friend from the United States.

Albert thinks that Louise's new friends may be Catherine and Valeria.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling that the beauty potion might become a big problem in the future.

"Woman, it's really a trouble, you can't provoke it at will."

Albert suddenly felt his knees sink, and then a hairy head stuck out. Tom seemed to be curious about what Albert was looking at. He jumped on his knees, and used his front paws to touch the edge of the table. The head wants to read the stationery.

"What a clingy little guy." Albert smiled and rubbed Tom's head, then picked it up and put it on the ground.

At the same time, the Crouch family, which is far away from Hogwarts, also rarely welcomed an owl. Since the old Crouch was controlled by Voldemort's Imperius Curse, basically no one would come to his house, and a lot of work was assigned to the industrious assistant "Wetherby" to help.

Old Crouch took the envelope out of the mailbox and handed it to Peter Pettigrew, who was standing beside him. The latter took the letter, opened it, glanced at the junk information in the letter, raised his wand and tapped it on it. The original letter Instantly reordered into a complete letter.

Peter walked down the hall with the letter, ready to hand it over to Voldemort who was resting.

"Master, little Crouch has a letter." Peter respectfully handed the letter to Voldemort. Since Barty returned, his attitude towards Voldemort became more and more respectful, because Peter had realized that his previous thoughts were too naive , the Dark Lord doesn't necessarily need him anymore.

Voldemort, who was resting and rejuvenating, opened his eyes and asked, "What's going on?"

"Little Crouch seems to be in trouble?" Peter quickly scanned the contents of the letter, "That Mudblood is more troublesome than he thought."

"Give me the letter," said Voldemort sternly, and he would never allow the plan to fail.

Peter respectfully handed the letter to Voldemort, who, after quickly reading the letter from Barty Jr., said to Peter, "He needs your help with that Mudblood."

"Master, it's not easy to kill that mudblood under Dumbledore's eyes, and it may also arouse Dumbledore's vigilance." Peter frowned, obviously disapproving of little Crouch's bad idea.

"Kill him? Of course not, at least not now." Voldemort glanced at Wormtail and said lightly: "Little Barty spoke highly of that Mudblood, he thought that other warriors could not be his opponents, so Never let that Mudblood become a warrior."

Although there is no clue, Barty Jr mentioned in the letter that Dumbledore seems to be paying attention to him secretly, so he needs help to deal with the problem of the mudblood, so that he can not participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

"Look at it yourself!" Voldemort handed the letter to Peter, which contained a rough plan that Barty Jr. prepared to use against Albert. In Voldemort's view, the plan was rough, but he knew how to make the plan more perfect. It was just an accident that Dumbledore felt that the Mudblood missed the Warriors' draft.

Peter took the letter and turned to the second page. After carefully reading the plan made by Barty Jr., he was stunned by the other party's thoughts.

"How could this be possible?" Peter murmured, "Will it be too cheap for him."

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