The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door outside, which woke up the Weasley brothers who were still asleep. They all jumped up from the bed, grasped the wands resting on the pillow, looked at the wooden door vigilantly, and lowered their heads. The voice asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's time to get up. Albert just asked the patron saint to send a message, saying that he will come to the meeting later."

Shanna's voice came from outside the door, and Fred and George both heaved a sigh of relief, and lay back on the bed, thinking that something had happened.

"What time is it?" Fred asked with his eyes closed.

"It's almost ten o'clock!"

George suppressed a yawn, opened his eyes and glanced at his pocket watch and said.

"I said you two, when do you plan to sleep until?"

The door was pushed open, and Lee Jordan stood outside and said to the two who were still hiding under the covers.

"Let's sleep a little longer," muttered Fred.

"It's really unbearable." Lee Jordan strode into the bedroom after finishing the pumpkin pie in his hand with a few mouthfuls, reached out to grab the sheet on the bed, and lifted the sheet vigorously.

"cold."

The twins were forced to get up from the bed. After sneezing, they quickly wrapped the sheets around their bodies and glared at Lee Jordan.

"Okay, we're up, you go out, we have to change!" Fred said angrily.

Immediately afterwards, Lee Jordan was pushed out of the dormitory, and the door slammed shut.

"They're so shy."

Lee Jordan shrugged at Shannah in the hallway.

After a while, Fred and George, who had changed their clothes, walked into the living room with yawns in their hands. The twins looked very tired, obviously staying up late last night before going to bed.

"When is the meeting!"

Fred threw himself on the soft sofa and asked with his eyes closed.

"Ten o'clock." Shanna reminded, "It's almost time."

"Why doesn't he put his time in the afternoon or evening, I have to talk to him about it later." Fred couldn't help complaining.

Asking others to wake up for a meeting so early in winter is really difficult.

"Okay, let's eat something to cheer up."

Cedric pushed a steaming plate of pumpkin pie in front of the twins, and sent the house-elf to make them a cup of strong tea.

"You should go to bed early at night, those who don't know think..." Lee Jordan was interrupted by George before he finished speaking.

"Then you can help us, I'd rather go to bed earlier." George took a piece of pumpkin pie and handed it to Fred, and also took a piece for himself, put it in his mouth and took a bite, the freshly baked pie taste great.

"Look at today's newspaper headlines."

Lee Jordan changed the topic stiffly. He didn't know how to make magic props, let alone help Fred and George.

George held his yawn again and asked, "What news?"

"The No. 1 shelter of the Ministry of Magic has been completed, and many high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic have moved into the shelter." After briefly explaining the headlines, Digory handed over the "Daily Prophet" in front of the table. to george.

"Is the Ministry of Magic crazy, or is the "Daily Prophet" crazy? They actually reported this matter, don't they know the consequences of doing so?" George picked up the newspaper and read the latest front-page news, Can't help frowning.

"Is there a problem?" Shanna asked puzzled.

"Are you saying that there are not enough places for the shelter?" Cedric guessed the reason.

"Yeah, what do you make other Ministry employees think?" George reminded.

"Didn't the newspaper say that the Ministry of Magic is still building No. 2 and No. 3 shelters?" Lee Jordan motioned the two to read the contents of the newspaper.

"It's definitely too late." Fred took a bite of the steaming pumpkin pie in his hand, "However, I still feel that the shelter made by the Ministry of Magic is very good, and I think I can suggest Burt does the same."

"Don't be stupid, we don't have enough time to get that stuff." George shook his head and said, "It's unrealistic to gather people from the Defense Association together."

"At least it's safe." Fred said without thinking.

"We can't convince them to give up their jobs and hide in a goddamn shelter, unless it's my situation." Cedric thinks this kind of thing is very unrealistic, and no one would want to hide if they could .

"We can't provide free food for everyone. Food alone costs a lot of money every day, and do you want to exhaust Dobby?" Lee Jordan also felt that this idea was unrealistic.

"I'll just say it casually!"

Fred took a sip of the strong tea brought by the house-elf, his cheeks almost puckered up.

"However, I think Albert may have had a similar plan in the first place, but he gave up later, or he thought it was inappropriate." Cedric took out his pocket watch to check the time, and turned his gaze to the entrance of the hall.

After a while, there was a sound of opening the door.

"You are always on time!"

"Get ready for a meeting!"

Albert ignored Lee Jordan's ridicule and clapped his hands to signal for everyone to start the meeting.

After several people sat down at the round dining table, Cedric frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"I recently received news that mysterious people are following us." Albert said straight to the point.

"Hasn't the mysterious man been eyeing us for a long time?" Everyone was not surprised by this. They all knew that the mysterious man hated Albert and tried to kill him more than once, but the plan failed.

"They already know about my formation of the Defense Association." Albert tapped his finger on the table, motioning everyone to look over, "Mysterious people are likely to target our members and try to deal with me through them, after all, they have There's been a success story with Peter Pettigrew."

"What did you predict again?" George asked curiously.

"Zoko's line, we need to give up for the time being." Albert looked at Fred and George, and continued: "I suspect that he has been targeted for a long time, there is no need to continue to take risks now, just take Use him as a bait to attract attention for us."

"What about Zuko?" Cedric asked with a frown.

"He's safe. I'll go over to the Ministry to say hello."

"What about our owl mail order business?" Fred and George said in unison. "Shall we give up the joke shop business for a while?"

"Most of the orders from the joke shop come from Hogwarts. You can ask Ron to help us and temporarily hire him to help us distribute the goods. I think Ron will be willing to help us deliver the goods for the sake of Garen. "

"Well, it should be fine. We'll write to Ron." Fred nodded in agreement. As long as they could continue to do mail order, they could continue to make money.Moreover, the most profitable items at present are the black magic defense props provided to the Ministry of Magic.

"The next step is the safety of members of the Defense Association." Albert directly stated the purpose of coming here today.

"You think the Death Eaters will lay hands on them?"

"As long as they have no problem with their brains, they will definitely look for my friends first. After all, you are all my friends, and others may become the targets of the mysterious person." Albert said without thinking.

"But..." Shanna hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't you think it's strange?"

"What's so strange?" Albert asked back.

"Why did they attack your friends?" Shanna reminded, "They don't have any evidence, they just speculate that they are related to you, and may be suspected of joining the Defense Association."

"Sometimes you don't need evidence, especially for mysterious people." Albert said calmly, "As long as he doubts, he will do this, let people catch them, and use Legilimency to spy and search Their memory, never underestimate the bottom line of the dark wizard."

"Or, let's build a similar shelter." As he spoke, Fred pointed to the headlines in the newspaper, "Let them all move here, it will be safer and they will have more time for training."

"It's unrealistic." Albert shook his head and said, "We have indeed prepared a lot of shelters, but we can't provide everyone with normal living security. I mean complete supporting facilities like the Ministry of Magic. Over there It’s basically an empty shell with only a few days’ worth of water and food in it.”

"So what are you going to do?" Lee Jordan asked.

"Find them a temporary place to get rid of the enemy." Albert said without thinking, "I have already chosen the location."

"You mean the place used to pretend to be the headquarters?" Diggory asked suddenly.

"Yes, in fact, where is the prototype of the Ministry of Magic's refuge, but I don't have so much manpower and material resources to complete it, so I can only throw it there." Albert briefly talked about his plan, and he planned to let other people When a person encounters danger, he immediately Apparates and hides in the area protected by the Fidelity Curse.

Of course, many people have never thought about this kind of thing, all because it is a very rash thing to use Apparition to appear in other people's homes, but the possibility of execution is very high, even Voldemort has no good way.

"Are you actually planning to use that place as a bait to attract the attention of Death Eaters and use it to conceal the existence of this place?"

Cedric got it.

If the Death Eaters knew the location of the Defense Association's headquarters, they would definitely focus on monitoring it, but would ignore it instead.

Cedric still remembered how he told those dark wizards the location of the headquarters of the Defense Association.

As long as Albert admits that it is the headquarters of the Defense Association, then it is not a lie.

"At that time, I will find time to take them there, and this, and distribute the newsletter bookmarks to them at the next meeting."

"There is a communication bookmark inside, you can receive my information."

After speaking, Albert took out a wooden box and handed it to Fred, then turned his head to Lee Jordan and said, "I think wizards in the entire wizarding world need a channel to obtain information."

"It's been done before," Lee Jordan said.

"I'm referring to the channel of the Exclusive Head Defense Association, which sends some news every day. As for the secret code, I use the communication bookmark to pass it on."

"It's getting more and more troublesome, why don't you get a version of the communication pen that Sirius uses? Then everyone can communicate with each other easily."

"No, that way, once someone is caught, it's easy to be blamed." Albert shook his head.