The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 1282 Rescue Mission
"came back?"

After Isobel rushed forward and gave Albert a big hug, he began to examine his body carefully, and he was relieved after making sure that nothing happened.

"Don't worry dear, how is Alice?"

Albert kissed Isobel's flustered cheek, trying to distract her.

"Falling back to sleep after just eating."

Isobel hugged Albert tightly, she knew too well what happened tonight.

"How is Scrimgeour?"

When Katrina saw Albert, she was also relieved, and poured him a cup of black tea.

"Probably...he's dead. Although Scrimgeour took Felicia Felicia, I don't think that thing can save him. Felicia Felicia is not a potion of luck after all, and it cannot really bring people luck."

Albert had actually foreseen Scrimgeour's end, especially after the other party rejected his initial proposal and became a gambling dog.

"You guys are doing a good job, impulsiveness will never solve the problem." Albert turned his head to Shanna and said, "Go get a sedative, I'm going to wake George up now."

"What are you thinking about?"

It was an island in the sea.

After dinner, Albert went to see Alice who was sleeping soundly, and then sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted with Sister McDougal about the follow-up development and focus of the Defense Association.

"...so we can only let him sleep for a while."

Even if it really came to the end of the world, what else could they do?
Life has to go on, they can only obediently wait for the disaster to strike, and then exhaust everything they have to endure this devastating disaster.

"Drink this cup first, and I'll tell you the result of the prediction after drinking it." Albert handed George the tranquilizer that Shanna had brought.

Only a small number of people have the courage to stand up and resist, and the Muggle wizards who suffered from the disaster are likely to die tragically in Azkaban, but they do not account for many in the entire wizarding world.

"decide as things go."

He knows it all too well.

Cedric actually understood George's worries and impulsiveness very well, but he couldn't let George die.

After George drank the sedative in one breath, his anxious mood became much more stable.

Albert never thought that the plots that were underestimated and skipped in the previous novels would be reversed because of his trivial warnings. Muggle wizards who would be vigilant and respond to this would only be a minority of them. They are more used to following the crowd .

I am most afraid that the mysterious person will get angry and kill those who did not escape in time.

"They left with us and should be returning to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Fred is rushing over to inquire about the news." George looked at Albert expectantly, hoping to get some good news from him.

"you're right!"

The current situation is actually not too bad.

Albert started to enjoy the freshly warmed seafood pasta, he was indeed hungry.

After he spoke, George's restless face appeared in the mirror.

However, the mirror did not respond.

"Well... can you help me predict, I want to know the situation of my parents."

"Now, tell me what you want to do." Albert lifted the spell on George.

At this moment, a familiar voice was coming from the double-sided mirror, it was George.

Such a thing Voldemort must have done.

"You've tried your best." Isobel comforted, "Besides, they can't always rely on you."

After Isobel leaned over and kissed Albert's cheek, he called the house elf to bring him dinner.Although they went to Bill and Fleur's wedding, they ate almost nothing but pumpkin juice at the banquet.

"So, the British magic world is about to fall into chaos?" Katrina couldn't imagine how bad the situation would become.

"So, they wasted the precious time that Scrimgeour bought for them?" Albert fell into a brief silence, suddenly not knowing what to say.

I just don't know whether Scrimgeour will kill all the subdued dark wizards in one go and retake the British Ministry of Magic, or...

Albert never thought that the procrastinating group of guys could all evacuate before Voldemort arrived with the Death Eaters. If all the dark wizards were killed, but they were blocked by Voldemort, the result might be very difficult.

"Master, there is an urgent message over there."

The famous wizard prison.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Perhaps, Voldemort didn't kill the Weasleys, but planned to imprison them in Azkaban, try to extract Harry's whereabouts from them, or take them as hostages to lure members of the Order of the Phoenix or Harry. Potter rushed to the rescue.

"Wondering if things are going to go in the worst direction."

"No problem, but I need more information, you should contact Fred first."

However, that was just the worst ending, and Albert didn't think the situation would develop to the worst.

"Very good, at least it shows that your mind is still clear." Albert simply arranged, "I need you to take me to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and first meet with the people of the Order of the Phoenix in order to obtain more information."

Many guests did not follow Albert's suggestion, and still stayed there to watch the duel between Scrimgeour and Voldemort, so they couldn't escape at all, including the Weasleys, who couldn't escape without leaving other guests .

"It's okay, not too bad."

"How's it going?" Cedric asked.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but they all knew that Albert was not joking with them.

After Albert lifted the Stunning Spell on George, he quickly regained consciousness and sat up from the sofa.

"Your family should still be alive, I saw Azkaban from the crystal ball." Albert pushed George back on the sofa, "I suspect they plan to use your family as bait to lure you or Harry Potter took the bait."

"How is the situation?"

As long as people are alive, there is still a chance, which means a rescue mission.

Although Albert had never seen it, he knew where it was!
Azkaban.

Not long after Albert lay down, the house elf knocked on the door of the living room and respectfully handed the double-sided mirror to Albert.

No, that possibility is extremely low.

"Are you still going out tonight?" Isobel asked again.

Albert doesn't want to think about how tragic it will be, but he believes that the existence of the Defense Association can bring a glimmer of life to everyone.

"Be careful!" Isobel bit his lower lip: "Remember to bring Felicia."

No, it should be said that this is the situation Albert is most willing to see.

After all, Scrimgeour, who had taken Felicia, must have a way to handle things well, especially if Albert did not stay, he would not be so stupid as to fight against Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

"Sorry dear, I'm afraid I have to go out again." Albert cast an apologetic look at Isobel.

"Something happened. I just received the news that Scrimgeour is probably dead." George said with a trembling voice, "Shortly after we left, the mysterious man appeared with a group of Death Eaters, and Kingsley said... Scrimgeour took the initiative to stand up to a duel with the mysterious man, and Kingsley and the others escaped while they were dueling."

"Well, you go and drink a sedative first. In this situation, you need to keep calm." Albert reminded.

"Where's Harry Potter?"

"Don't worry, wizards in England can bear it." Albert sipped his black tea and said, "Maybe, their lives won't be too comfortable, but they can definitely withstand the pressure of that kind of life."

He waved his magic wand to summon the crystal ball out of thin air, and under the watchful eyes of Katrina and Isobel, he put his hand on it lightly. The mist in the crystal ball began to churn, and the predicted picture gradually emerged from the white mist.

"Your ambition is really big!"

When Albert hurried to the headquarters of the Defense Association, he found that George was fainting on the sofa, and Cedric and his group were waiting for him.

"Well, I still care a little bit." Albert didn't deny it either, he knew he couldn't hide it from Isobel.

After Katrina knew that Albert wanted to build a wizarding village of her own, she suddenly found that she couldn't understand Albert, and wondered where Albert got so many Galleons to build it.

Isobel looked at Albert who was smoothing Tom's hair while he was dozing off, and suddenly asked, "Are you waiting for news?"

"I saw Azkaban, your family members should still be alive, now you need to wait patiently, I will go there later." Albert said to the double-sided mirror.

"How about taking a rest first." Isobel let Albert lie on his lap, "Don't let yourself be too tense, it's important to stay awake and rational at all times."

Albert put the two-way mirror on the table.

"I'll follow your arrangement and help us." George knew that this was the best choice right now, at least Albert was still willing to help them, which was countless times more reliable than their rash actions.

Albert knew what George was worried about. If Scrimgeour really killed a group of Death Eaters, Voldemort would probably kill people to vent his anger.

"I will, keep in touch anytime."

"If they are really being taken to Azkaban, then it is best to stop them halfway." Albert waved his wand, temporarily sealed George's mouth, and continued, "Now you should obey my orders." Arrangements, instead of acting on your own, and then rushing to die as soon as your brain gets hot."

Although Scrimgeour did have a glimmer of life, Voldemort probably couldn't tolerate him continuing to live when he used counterfeit goods to attract the attention of You-Know-Who.

"Of course, if you really want to die, I won't stop it. As a friend, I respect your wishes."

"As for you, you have to return here to ensure the safety of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Noticing what George wanted to say, he added, "Of course, you can keep in touch with Fred through the double-sided mirror, is there a problem? ?”

"No problem." George shook his head.

"Dobby, I may need your help next." Albert summoned the house elf Dobby.

"Dobby is honored to serve Mr. Anderson." The house elf appeared out of nowhere and bowed slightly to Albert.

(End of this chapter)