The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 221
"Have you seen these things?"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, Professor Rowena Smith looked at the contents of the parchment in his hand, and looked up at Albert in surprise. The young student in front of him, just Just by glancing at the ancient runes on the parchment he gave him, he was able to give the answer immediately.

Even if Albert had made good achievements in the ancient rune, Professor Smith didn't think that the other party could translate it immediately. The only possibility was that he knew or had read it.After all, the relationship between Professor Broad and Albert is also very good. If that professor has shown similar things to Albert, it is not surprising that the other party can give a translation at the first glance .

"I've seen it before." Albert admitted bluntly, "Professor Broad once asked me to help translate something similar, and the content basically didn't change much."

Professor Smith stared at the parchment and fell silent. To be honest, he is very embarrassed now, because with Albert's cleverness, he has naturally seen that what he showed him was actually split from a large section of ancient runes. And I don't want the other party to know the content.

"I suggest you show me the overall content, so that I can translate it better. Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it!" In fact, Albert can guess where those ancient runes came from Yes, even if Professor Smith is unwilling to share it, he will be able to see it when he enters Ravenclaw's knowledge repository, so Albert doesn't really care if Professor Smith is willing to share these ancient rune records with him.

"I'll sort them out in a few days, and I'll leave it to you then." Professor Smith was silent for a moment, then quickly made a decision.Although he also has good attainments in ancient rune, but compared with Albert, is the gap really a bit big?

At least, Professor Smith looked in that secret room for a long time, but he still couldn't fully understand the meaning of the ancient runes left on the wall.

"That's my honor." Albert smiled.

"Go and do your own business!" Professor Smith said to see off the guest.

Albert got up and nodded to Professor Smith, then turned and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"Did Professor Smith come to Hogwarts for the treasure of Ravenclaw knowledge?" Albert stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the majestic heavy rain outside and murmured.

"You said, when will this heavy rain stop?" Not long after, Fred's voice rang in his ears.

"Who knows?"

"If you miss this time, you probably won't have the chance to go into the forest to look for jumping toadstools this year." Lee Jordan looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, and then turned his head to look at Albert. Not only him, but also the Weasley brothers Looking at Albert.

"Don't look at me like that. I won't rush into the woods in this rainy day." Albert peeled off the package, stuffed a hard candy into his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said, "So, you should give up."

He looked around and after making sure there was no one else, he continued: "When the time comes, get it from Greenhouse No. 3, or the pharmacy in Diagon Alley."

On a rainy day, going into the woods to find things in the rain is definitely something that people with brain problems will do. In this kind of weather, Albert would like to go back to the common room, sit by the fireplace and read a book, enjoying the leisurely rainy day. That is the life a person should live.

"The common room is full of people now." George reminded with a smile as if he could see through Albert's thoughts at a glance.

To be honest, for a Quidditch player, this little rain is really nothing, after all, all Quidditch players train in rain or shine.

But... let's talk about this.

George suddenly looked at Albert with strange eyes.

This guy doesn't... hate the rain, does he?

They once suspected that the root cause of Albert's reluctance to become an official Quidditch player was... unwillingness to go to the Quidditch pitch for training in rainy weather.

On rainy days, Albert prefers to stay by the fire and read a book.

"Then let's go to the auditorium, just finished this week's homework." Albert casually comforted: "Maybe, this is just a shower, and it will stop soon. Before the rain stops..."

Albert already regretted saying these words, because his words really came true. It was just a shower. The rain came and went quickly. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain fell Completely stopped, the sky began to clear.

Albert, who had just written half of his thesis, had to go out with the three of them to find jumping toadstools in the Forbidden Forest.

This kind of mushroom is of special significance to the four of them. In order to study it, the four of them spent a lot of time and energy searching for relevant information related to the jumping toadstool, and how to catch it and how to transform the jumping toadstool into Garon's. Research.

Therefore, Fred and the others have paid so much, and they don't want to give up this obsession easily.

Like last year's garlic planting, as long as it takes a little longer, it is estimated that this matter will be forgotten soon!

"Hagrid should be in his own hunting lodge, but we'd better go into the woods from the side." Fred mentioned the entrance he entered the Forbidden Forest last time, which was far away from Hagrid's hunting lodge, and it was not easy to be caught by the sea. Grid noticed.

"Don't think we're not prepared for anything." George said mysteriously: "We know there are a few places where we may have a chance to find jumping toadstools."

"Remember the last time we entered the woods?" Fred continued, "The route we passed..."

"Are you planning to use these nonsense to fool me? I followed you into the Forbidden Forest last time." Albert got a pair of rain boots and put them on for himself.

It had just rained and the ground was wet and muddy. Albert didn't want to make a mess, so he pulled up the hood of the cloak to cover his head, so as to avoid the remaining rainwater in the forest from splashing on his body and wet his clothes.

"We'd better come back before five o'clock, winter nights come very early." Albert glanced at the pocket watch in his hand, and said to Fred and the others: "There are still two and a half hours."

"Time should be enough, if we're lucky."

"Have you brought Felicia?" Fred asked in a low voice.This is the source of their confidence. Albert, who drank Felicia, was so lucky that he didn't need to worry about not finding the beating toadstool.

"Bring it." Albert was quite helpless, before he was unable to prepare the Felician, he drank less.

"Probably only two or three hours' dose is enough." Lee Jordan comforted.

Albert couldn't help but rolled his eyes and took a sip. How could it be so precise?
(End of this chapter)