The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 362 There Are Secrets on the Fourth Floor of the Castle
Unsurprisingly, Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor College and received a warm welcome from everyone.

Albert even suspected that if he wasn't still in the branch, the professors in the guest chair were all watching, and everyone probably gathered around to shake his hand and chat with him by the way.

Not long after, Ron, the second-to-last, the younger brother of Fred and George, was also assigned to Gryffindor, sitting next to Potter, and became the envy of countless people.

After the sorting ended, Dumbledore gave a short speech, and the dinner officially began. A large amount of food and drinks appeared on the empty golden plates and goblets without warning.

Looking at the pile of food in front of him, Albert felt that he was hungry, and he quickly added some favorite food to the plate.

Just as he put the sliced ​​roast beef into his mouth, Fred asked curiously: "What does Professor McGonagall want you to do?"

"About the class schedule."

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Albert said with a smile: "The time of some courses may be repeated. I need to use other special methods to catch up with all the courses."

"Cut you in half?"

Lee Jordan mumbled indistinctly with his mouth full.

"You actually guessed it." Albert said pretending to be surprised.

After quickly eating the roast beef on the plate, he added a piece of fried pork chops to the plate, and seeing the suspicious expressions of several people, he said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Percy, but he has been using the avatar all the time. Catch up on all the classes."

"Damn clone." Lee Jordan didn't believe Albert's nonsense at all.

"It's really a double, isn't it, Percy!" Albert said to Percy.

"Well, it's a clone in a sense." Percy, who was discussing Transfiguration with Granger, looked up and noticed that many people's eyes were on him, and nodded helplessly.

"Then when will you teach us? If you can have a clone, it will be much easier to do homework in the future." George's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look at Albert.

"You can't learn this trick, unless you plan to take all the courses." Albert blocked other people's questions, added two grilled sausages to his plate, and said with a smile, "Also, don't even try to use it." There is no such thing as a good thing for a clone to do holiday homework for you."

Everyone was silent.

What's the use of a clone if it can't be used to do holiday homework for you?

The topic was quickly diverted, and everyone else focused on the trip to Hogsmeade at the end of October.

Seeing Albert buried his head in eating, Lee Jordan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you forget to ask your family to sign it?"

"Albert is not you!" Fred glanced at Lee Jordan and said rather speechlessly.

"I suddenly remembered something. I haven't learned the spell from last time."

As he said that, Albert took out a small notebook from his pocket, flipped through the records on it, and found that he still had a lot of things to do, and he was immediately depressed.

"Which spell?" Lee Jordan asked suspiciously.

"That!" said Fred, grinning.

"Oh, so it's that one, I thought you had mastered it."

In fact, George also forgot what spell Albert was talking about, and he felt that Fred probably forgot too, but this did not prevent them from making fun of Lee Jordan.

"that?"

Lee Jordan swallowed the fried potatoes in his mouth, looked sideways at Fred and George, and said suddenly, "Don't think I don't know, you have forgotten too."

It's really difficult to use the Patronus Charm to deliver a message, especially if you need to figure it out yourself.

Albert originally thought that he could master it before the holiday last semester, but after practicing for more than half a year, the skill experience of the Patronus Charm has indeed improved a lot, but he has never been able to master how to let the Patronus pass the message.

He still remembered that he gave Aberforth a sum of Galleons as tuition fees for this, but in the end he couldn't learn it, what a blood loss!
Thinking of this, Albert became even more depressed. He stuffed a large piece of fried potatoes into his mouth, ready to turn his depression into appetite.

It was a sumptuous meal, everyone opened their stomachs to fill their stomachs, and the auditorium echoed with laughter and the clash of knives and forks.

The banquet lasted for more than an hour. After the chocolate sponge cake in front of him disappeared from the golden plate, Albert took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, Dumbledore at the guest table stood up again: "Now that everyone is full, I want to say a few more words."

Everyone looked at Dumbledore in unison, and the noise in the auditorium gradually quieted down.
"Before the semester begins, there are a few things to keep in mind."

Principal Dumbledore's so-called points are nothing more than these points: students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, students are not allowed to use magic in the corridor, the Quidditch team signs up to find Mrs. Hooch...

Albert felt that Dumbledore was looking this way when he said the first one.

Well, a few of them do often go in and out of the Forbidden Forest.

However, Albert didn't want to go into the forest this year. After all, Voldemort was hunting unicorns in the forest, and he always felt that the Forbidden Forest was not very safe.

There's no way, Albert doesn't want to meet that kind of guy in the Forbidden Forest at all, he might become a missing person.

Fred and George didn't really take this matter seriously, and they heard this kind of talk every year at the beginning of school.

"...I must tell everyone, those who do not want to encounter accidents and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

When Dumbledore mentioned this, many people couldn't help laughing, and Harry Potter was one of them.

Fred and George looked at each other and began to whisper
"The corridor on the right side of the fourth floor? I've been there before, and there doesn't seem to be anything special about it."

No wonder Fred thought so, they had indeed been to that place before, and had ambushed Slytherin students there.

That's where the sad story of a Slytherin with his head stuffed down the toilet started.

George touched Albert with his arm, wanting to hear what Albert thought.

"It is estimated that the headmaster made changes there and put something dangerous there." Albert muttered.

However, Albert felt that by saying this, Dumbledore was telling them that there was a secret in the corridor on the right of the fourth floor and encouraging everyone to take risks!

After all, blocking is worse than sparse.

From Albert's point of view, this is indeed the case. He believes that many people will also be interested in this, and then be scared away by Hagrid's three-headed dog pet.

They will think that Dumbledore's danger refers to the three-headed dog.

Even if you find the trapdoor guarded by the three-headed dog, you will have to give up because you can't get through the three-headed dog. After all, no one wants to be bitten to death.

"I think what you said is very reasonable." Lee Jordan said excitedly: "You said when we will go and have a look."

"Let's talk about it when we have time!"

Albert stretched out his hand to cover a yawn, and began to fake the school song with everyone.

After the banquet, they all dispersed.

As for the freshmen, they are led by the prefects to their respective colleges.

Albert, Fred, George and Lee Jordan followed the rest of the Gryffindors up the marble stairs.At the moment, everyone was too fed and drunk to move, but they still had to walk down more corridors and up more stairs to reach the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

However, the four of Albert secretly came to the fat lady's portrait ahead of time through the secret passage on the way.

"I heard that Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts?" asked the fat lady.

"Yes, and it's assigned to Gryffindor, you'll see later," Albert said.

"Do you know what the password is?" Lee Jordan covered a yawn and interrupted the chat between Albert and the fat lady. He didn't want to stand here and listen to their chatter.

Albert noticed that everyone else was looking at him, and he shrugged helplessly and asked, "Didn't you ask Percy?"

"I think you asked."

"I think you know too."

"Okay, the password is dragon slag." Albert did ask.

(End of this chapter)