The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 29 Marmite
Near noon, Hogwarts Castle, which had been silent for a night, was revived with new vitality.

Albert occasionally runs into other students in the hallways or hallways.It can only be said that staying in bed is the nature of most people, especially on weekends. Most people prefer to sleep a little longer when they don’t need to get up early.

It was still raining lightly outside the castle, most of the students would stay in the auditorium chatting, and a few unlucky ones who didn't finish their homework in time were busy copying their summer homework.

On the way to explore the castle, the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan couldn't hold on and slipped away first.

However, Albert still spent the morning walking around the huge castle and taking a lot of interesting photos with his camera.After walking around and returning to the auditorium, he felt a dull pain in his calf.

The harvest of this trip was quite good. With his memory, Albert drew a rough map of the castle.

Although I heard from others that every Friday, the location of some stairs in Hogwarts Castle will change, but that is next Friday, Albert does not take it to heart, and it will naturally be resolved by then method.

It is worth mentioning that the progress of the task of exploring Hogwarts Castle has reached 26.7%.

"Why are you the only one, how many of your friends?" Angelina and another girl walked towards this side, sat on the chair opposite Albert, and said hello to Albert.

"While walking around the castle, I slipped away halfway." Albert picked up a slice of bread from the plate, and he was going to make a sandwich for himself, "Those three guys probably found something interesting and put them there. hand me the blueberry jam, thank you."

"How's your castle map going, can you lend me a look?" Angelina pushed the bottle of blueberry jam on her right hand and pointed to the parchment on Albert's left hand.

"I still think I should go around the castle by myself. This is one of the joys of a new life." Albert handed the parchment to the girl opposite, and grabbed the bottle of blueberry jam.

"What is that?" Arya moved her head closer, staring at this simple sketch, frowning slightly.It was a little difficult for her to see, but she could also see the markings of some secret passages and classrooms, where the stairs needed to be crossed.

"By the way, this is our class schedule." Albert copied two more class schedules and handed them to the two opposite.

"What kind of magic is that?" Angelina asked curiously.

"Copy spell, you can turn one item into two." Arya, who was born into a wizard family, recognized the spell Albert used at a glance.

Not all wizarding families have a stocking policy like Weasleys, and Arya has been educated as a good wizard since she was a child, starting from a higher level than most students.

"Very useful little trick, isn't it?" Albert winked at the two of them and continued, "With it, you don't need to take notes, just "borrow" a copy from someone."

Arya looked at Albert with weird eyes, always feeling that this guy's thinking logic was different from others.

"Can you get me a copy? That way I don't have to worry about not finding the classroom space."

"Aren't you worried that the map is wrong?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Of course I will confirm it myself." Arya said naturally.

"Do you want it?" Albert looked at Angelina.

"Thank you." Angelina said with a smile.

Hogwarts Castle is indeed not small, and freshmen are easy to get lost. With Albert's map, at least they know where to go.

Being late on the first day of school is not a good sign.

"By the way, I remember you seem to be from a Muggle family." Arya put away the map and asked, "How can you master so many spells? I dare say that most of the new students understand spells without you. many."

"I learned it when I practiced magic spells before school started. Most of the spells are pretty simple." Albert spread blueberry jam on the bread slices and took a big bite. Although the taste was not bad, it was really hard to eat these things all day long. Kind of can't stand it.

"Simple?" The two looked at each other and suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.

After getting their own wand, most freshmen will try to use the magic in the book.Angelina and Arya are no exception. They have both learned some simple magic, but they are not as light as Albert said. The tone is as easy as learning magic and eating a piece of bread.

After destroying the slice of bread with blueberry jam, Albert made a sandwich for himself.

British lunches are always unsatisfactory, and Hogwarts is no exception. Bread and potatoes are always the staple food here.

This lunch has sliced ​​bread, boiled potatoes, fresh green salad, salty ham.Of course, there is also a large pot of milk tea, or pumpkin juice.

After Albert finished the ham sandwich, he added two more potatoes with the skin on to his plate.After a morning of wandering around the castle, his stomach was already starving.

In other words, during the meal time, there was no sign of the three of them, and they didn't know where to go.

"I really miss rice and pasta." Albert muttered softly, and continued to bury his head in eliminating the potatoes with the skin on the plate.

Potatoes are one of the staple foods of the British. He has eaten them almost every day these years. People in this country can even use potatoes to make a hundred dishes without repetition.

Although potatoes are not unpleasant to eat, it is a bit unbearable to eat them.

"Spaghetti is delicious," Angelina agreed. "I've eaten it several times, and it tastes nostalgic."

"British food is always disappointing, and the variety is too good. The chefs here never seriously study how to cook." Albert poured himself a cup of milk tea, took a sip, and complained, "I remember Had a plate of whole fish baked in a sea salt herb crust a while back."

The two looked at each other and listened with interest to Albert's rant about all kinds of weird British foods, such as his father's favorite french fries sandwiches, and the family's only grandmother's favorite Marmite...

Albert remembers the first time he tasted Marmite, and it was... hell, and it was truly unforgettable.

If I had to describe it, it should be a strong soy sauce mixed with various body odors.

Since then, Albert has stayed away from Marmite.

"If any of you are interested, I'll send her a bottle for Christmas at Christmas."

"Cough cough." Alia suddenly lost her appetite, "No, thank you, I still want to eat some normal food, so that I won't get nauseated when I see jam later."

After drinking the milk tea, the lunch is over.

Albert sat at the dining table and looked at the photos he had taken earlier, including knight armor, castle scenery, a certain portrait, or a more exaggerated sculpture... These photos revealed a corner of Hogwarts.

It's just that, seeing Albert choosing photos, Angelina actually wanted to complain, you are not a student at all, but a tourist who comes to visit Hogwarts Castle.

(End of this chapter)