The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 412
Entering December, the weather gets colder.

Albert woke up in a daze. After blinking, he found that the room was still dark. He knew that he had woken up early and felt sleepy. After covering his yawn with his hand, he was ready to go back to sleep.

Unfortunately, after lying down, I found that I couldn't sleep for some reason.He looked sideways at the copper stove in the center of the room. There was a blue flame burning in the stove. In order not to affect the quality of sleep, the light on the stove was blocked by a special shell, only the lower circle exuded blue light, silently Provides warmth to the room.

This is Albert's modified Stove No. [-], which is far more reliable than flames in glass jars.

Albert reached out and groped around the pillow, took out the magic wand placed next to the pillow, and waved it. The magic table lamp on the bedside table lit up, and the pale light illuminated the room at once. Unfortunately, the magic lamp 1.3 The practicality of the current version is still very low.

When lighting the lamp, Albert caught a glimpse of a letter under the desk lamp, shook his wand, and the envelope automatically flew into Albert's hand.

The letter was from home, and Daisy reminded him to remember to go home during the Christmas holiday. In the letter, there was a reply from her sister Nia, who said she missed Tom and asked if Tom had lost weight successfully.

Albert glanced at the stove, which was Tom's place.At this moment, the whole cat is shrunk in its own bed, leaving only one tail exposed, which feels very interesting.

Alas, it is very difficult to lose weight for a fat cat, and it was for the best that Tom did not continue to gain weight.

"Good morning!" Fred greeted Albert with a yawn.

"Who is going home for the holidays this year." Lee Jordan also woke up, and this guy was huddled under the covers and chatting with them.

"Why is there a letter from me here?"

George took the letter on the bedside table with some doubts, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, he was still confused.

"The owl is probably late, so I asked the house elf to help deliver the letter directly." Albert was not surprised. It had been snowing for the past two days, and it was indeed hard work for the owl to fly through the snowstorm. It was not difficult to be late. understand.

"It's from home. It looks like we won't be able to go home today for the Christmas holidays." After reading the letter, George threw it to Fred. "They're going to visit Charlie in Romania, so we can only stay at school. It's the holidays."

"Lee Jordan, do you want to stay?" Fred opened the letter, glanced at it, and turned his head to ask his partner who was still under the covers.

Lee Jordan suppressed a yawn, looked at Albert and asked, "Forget it, I want to go back, Albert should go back too!"

"I want to go back, I sent a letter from my family, asking me to go back for the Christmas vacation." Albert knew that he had limited time to spend with his family, so he didn't want to waste it.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. Remember to call me when you go downstairs for dinner." Lee Jordan was going to continue to sleep and go back to the cage, but it was too early.

"Are you still going to sleep?"

"This is not nonsense. It's only six o'clock in the morning. I dare say Filch is definitely not up yet." Li Qiaodan pulled up the quilt to cover his head.

"Shall we sneak over there to surprise Filch?" George suggested excitedly. "We could put a few noise bombs we made a while back in his room."

"And then get targeted by Filch. Come on, there's no need to do that, and your noise bombs won't work." Albert looked at the twins who were ready to die, and couldn't help shaking his head.

A noise bomb is a ball-like object that makes a loud noise when it is thrown, shocking others.

Well, for this effect, there is no other use.

This thing is actually a joke prop made by the twins to imitate Albert's Banshee's Howl, but the effect is just that. At present, Fred and George are following Albert's suggestion to add a choking taste to the noise bomb With black smoke that is difficult to disperse, there is a tendency to develop into smoke bombs.

"Come and see this..." George said suddenly.

"Stop making noise, let me sleep for a while." Li Qiaodan turned over and covered the quilt more tightly.

"It's Professor Quirrell." George said softly, "He's actually in the forbidden corridor on the fourth floor of the castle. Wouldn't he want to steal the treasure that Dumbledore left in the school now?"

"This kind of thing is not very likely, at most he is checking the organs arranged by the professors." Albert shook his head.

"Could he be the dark wizard who broke into Gringotts?" Fred asked suddenly.

"It's probably controlled by someone using the Imperius Curse," Albert said.

"Professor Quirrell really doesn't look like a dark wizard." George thought for a moment, and agreed with Albert's thoughts, "It is indeed not a small possibility to be controlled by people using evil black magic."

"But why is Professor Quirrell wearing that big scarf?" Fred expressed his doubts. They had already been eyeing Quirrell's big scarf a long time ago, but unfortunately no one succeeded in taking off the big scarf.

"It still smells like garlic." George thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's to divert everyone's attention? Or maybe it's to keep others away from him, lest the professors see any flaws?"

"This……"

Albert suddenly didn't know what to say, is the garlic smell on Quirrell's body to drive others away?

He changed his thinking, and suddenly felt that what Fred and George said made sense.

If you have too much contact with other professors, it is easy to see the flaws. If you let them know that Quirrell is possessed by Voldemort, you don't know what will happen.

"Should we tell Dumbledore about this?" Fred asked suddenly, "If Professor Quirrell really came to steal that thing."

"Do you have any evidence? If there is no evidence, it is slander." Albert reminded, "Professors will not easily listen to you slander another professor."

"But... what should we do?" The twins also felt that what Albert said made sense, and the professors obviously wouldn't let them "slander" another professor at will.

"Don't worry, Principal Dumbledore should be aware of it to some extent, he is the greatest wizard ever, how could he not have considered this kind of thing?" Albert said his speculation, "I guess the principal is waiting for that The thief takes the bait himself."

"So that's the case, as expected of Principal Dumbledore." Fred's voice froze suddenly again as soon as he finished speaking, and he said, "Then we can't take risks in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor."

If Principal Dumbledore was watching there, wouldn't they be caught right away if they went there?
"Don't worry, there will always be opportunities, and the principal didn't say that we are not allowed to take risks."

(End of this chapter)