The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 400 Suspects

"It seems that you have made new friends!"

Albert walked past Hermione and said softly.

Hermione suddenly raised her head and looked at Albert's back with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron followed Hermione's gaze and asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Hermione shook her head and looked away again.At this moment, she suddenly remembered the prophecy Albert gave her.

Before winter comes, you will no longer be alone.

The prophecy has come true!
I did find a good friend.

"Do you think Anderson can really prophesy?"

"Why do you think that?" Harry asked puzzled.To be honest, Harry basically didn't know anything about prophecy or anything.

"Last time, he told me that before winter came, I would make good friends." Hermione hesitated, and finally spoke under the puzzled eyes of the two.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, both noticed the confusion and incomprehension in each other's eyes, neither of them understood what Hermione meant.

Maybe a coincidence?
Also, is this a prophecy?
At least, Harry and Ron didn't think it was a prophecy.

Prophecy should be something very lofty, both of them think so.

"I don't know." Ron hesitated, and said to Hermione: "I don't think he can predict, it is said that there are very few wizards who can predict the future, but Fred and George think Anderson can predict, you know, They are good friends."

"I've heard people talk about it, and many students think that Albert is just talking casually." Harry recalled the news he had heard, and said to his two companions: "People think Anderson likes to say some imitation things." Use ambiguous words to achieve the effect of prophecy."

Hermione felt that Harry was right.

Of course, Harry couldn't be sure whether Albert would prophesy.

"Harry, do you remember what Anderson said to you?" Ron suddenly remembered something, looked at Harry and said, "It's the warning."

"What warning?" Harry was in a daze, completely unable to understand what Ron was saying.

"About the Quidditch warning, didn't he say you have to be very careful not to mess yourself up?" Ron reminded.

"Oh, that!" Harry remembered, and there was indeed such a thing, "But, is that also a prophecy? I don't think it should be. Didn't Wood say that the students of Slytherin might... make me unable to next game?"

"They don't know how you play Quidditch, but Albert seems to be sure that you will play well." Hermione recalled it carefully, and suddenly said: "He seems to have said that this year Gryffindor There will be some twists and turns if the team wants to win the Quidditch Cup."

"Hermione, don't listen to his nonsense." Ron didn't want to get entangled in this kind of thing at all. He felt that Anderson was just talking casually. How could Hermione believe it?

"Albert really said that?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded beside Harry.

"what?"

"Albert really said that there will be twists and turns for us to win the Quidditch Cup?" Angelina asked with raised eyebrows.

"It seems to have been said."

"Harry, it's time for you to pay attention to your own safety." Angelina looked at Harry and said seriously: "Since Albert said you should be careful, it means that the so-called twists and turns may be on your body."

In fact, Angelina doesn't believe in prophecy either, but Fred and George always say that Albert's words are accurate, and the three of them believe that Albert's words are likely to come true, so she feels that she believes more or less, It never hurts.

Looking at Angelina's back, Harry became even more confused, could he really predict the future?
"Oh, yes, there is something." Ron suddenly remembered something, and whispered to the two friends, "A few days ago, I heard Fred and George talk about Snape's lameness."

"Snape crippled?" Harry was intrigued, and Snape's misfortune was the source of his joy.

"They said that on the eve of Albert's Halloween, they said that Snape would have bad luck and see blood." Ron shrugged, "It turns out that Snape was bitten by a dog the next day."

"Snape was bitten by a dog?" Harry asked excitedly, "How did he get bitten by a dog?"

"What's that in your hand, Potter?"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded from not far away, when Harry turned his head, he saw Snape limping towards this side, his expression was not very good, obviously he heard the sentence Harry said just now : Snape was bitten by a dog.

"It's The Origins of Quidditch." Harry showed the book to Snape.

"Books in the library are not allowed to be soiled," Snape said coldly, pointing to the crumbs of biscuits on it. "Five points have been deducted from Gryffindor."

"His leg was really bitten by a dog?"

Harry was very dissatisfied with Snape's excuse to deduct Gryffindor's points, but he was even more curious about how Snape was bitten by a dog.

"Where's the dog from the school?" Harry was even more puzzled, "Is it Fang Fang?"

"I don't know. But I think it's good that he's in a lot of pain," said Ron gloatingly.In fact, he didn't care what was going on, Snape was bitten by a dog so badly that he could afford his pleasure for a day.

"Don't forget, there is a big dog in the forbidden corridor on the fourth floor." Hermione reminded aloud.She didn't forget the big dog, she was terrified at the time.

"So, I know," Harry jumped up, and after noticing that he had attracted a lot of surprised looks, he quickly lowered his voice and said, "I still remember when the troll broke into the school on Halloween."

Ron froze for a moment, as if recalling what happened a few days ago.

Harry had already continued, "We saw Snape walking towards the third floor by himself, and I'll bet on my broomstick that Snape definitely let that troll into the castle, trying to use this The troll distracts the professors and takes the opportunity to..."

"You mean, Snape was trying to get past the big dog with three heads. When we saw Snape, he was going to the restricted area on the fourth floor, trying to steal the thing that the big dog was guarding. ?” Ron suddenly asked.

"No—he won't," said Hermione, not trusting Harry and Ron's judgment. "I know Snape is not likable, but that doesn't mean he's stupid, and I don't think Snape To be able to steal Headmaster Dumbledore's closely guarded possessions right under his nose."

"Honestly, Hermione, you always think all teachers are... saints." Ron didn't have any affection for Snape at all.

"No, that has nothing to do with this matter," Hermione noticed the expression on Ron's face, and said helplessly, "Please Ron, use your brain to think carefully, why did Principal Dumbledore dare to put things in Huo Huo?" Gewartz School, wouldn't the headmaster not have considered this kind of problem, and wouldn't have taken any precautions?"

(End of this chapter)