The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 546 Omen
"Did you offend Snape again?"

Lee Jordan stuffed the book into his schoolbag and couldn't help complaining to Albert, "Why does he always like to run behind and stare at you during class?"

Being watched from behind by Snape was not a good experience.

Today's potion turned into a pile of unknown liquid with a strange smell. He was often ridiculed by Snape, and he even got a T for it.

"Who knows!"

Albert slumped his backpack on his shoulders, glanced up at Snape in front of the podium table, and said indifferently: "Anyway, no matter how he looks at it, it doesn't matter to me, let him stare if you want to." , when Snape gets tired of staring at him, he will give up on his own."

Since the last love potion incident, Snape seemed to have decided that this incident had something to do with Albert.

Every potions class, the potions professor would take special care of him, as if he wanted to see something from him.

It's a pity that Albert's Occlumency level is very high, even if Snape stares out his eyes, he can't get any useful information.

Albert was very calm towards Snape, who deliberately made trouble for him. The more the other party did this, the more it showed that the other party had no way to deal with him.

What's more, Snape didn't have any proof.

Although he doesn't need evidence.

Lee Jordan, who was his partner, was not as calm as he was, and couldn't bear Snape's staring harassment.

"There will be Quidditch training later, so let's go first." Fred and George sighed and complained, "Recently, Wood has been like a training freak, saying that since broomsticks can't work, use technology to do it." make up."

"At the beginning, did you expect this kind of thing to happen, so you didn't want to become a full member?" Seeing the Weasley brothers leaving in a hurry, Lee Jordan turned his head and asked Albert.

"Actually, I hate training." Albert didn't deny it. He really didn't hate flying, but he hated training in all weathers. Joining the Quidditch team was obviously not a good choice.

"It's very difficult for Gryffindor to win the Quidditch trophy this year." Lee Jordan took two quick steps, walking side by side with Albert in the corridor, "Slytherin's new broom is really fast."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we won the Quidditch championship last year." Albert knew that this year's Quidditch match would be abandoned because of the basilisk.

"Aren't you going to the library together?"

"No, I still have an appointment, see you tonight."

"Really." Lee Jordan walked towards the fifth floor alone, greeted Shanna who was not far away, and planned to invite her to go to the library to do homework together.

Now, Fred and George can't count on it. Those two bastards are not thinking about their studies, and they always need to learn from his homework. Albert has been missing recently, and he probably went on a date with his girlfriend.

Lee Jordan really guessed right, Albert did go on a date.

Just as he passed the corridor on the second floor, Albert suddenly stopped in his tracks, planning to take another secret passage to the eighth floor.

When alone, Albert always needs to be extra careful, and will deliberately avoid the girls' bathroom on the second floor.

There is no way, even though the first attack was on Halloween, and the unlucky one attacked was Filch's cat, but as the most famous Muggle wizard in the school, Albert is really suitable for being used by Voldemort, so he should guard against it , so as not to accidentally suffer disaster one day.

"Be careful of dog's life is the kingly way." Albert murmured.

"Albert."

Suddenly, Albert heard someone calling himself.

Hermione Granger trotted over here, followed by a reluctant Ron Weasley.

"Is something wrong?"

Albert stopped and turned to ask.

"Well, there's something, I think..." Hermione came to Albert's side panting.

"Don't say it here, you really have no sense of confidentiality." Albert interrupted rather speechlessly.

The three of them came to an empty place, and Hermione couldn't wait to talk about Harry immediately.

It turned out that since the savior Potter went to Lockhart for confinement, he would occasionally hear a voice, but neither she nor Ron could hear it.

In the wizarding world, hearing voices that others can't hear is definitely not a good thing.

"Have you told Professor McGonagall about this?" Albert asked.

"Professor McGonagall will definitely think that Harry is joking with her," Hermione whispered. "Probably think that Harry is just trying to attract everyone's attention."

She came to find Albert more because Albert had said before the start of school that the news that the house-elf had sent to Harry was likely to be true. Something terrible was about to happen in school, and Harry Hearing voices that no one else hears may be a sign of some kind.

Well, it was really guessed by Hermione.

"This matter is indeed worthy of attention." Albert nodded. "Next time Harry hears that voice again, let him record the content of the voice so that I can analyze it."

"Can you... give us a divination." Ron looked at Albert and said, this is the main purpose of their coming to find Albert. When everyone said that Albert's divination was accurate, he had long thought See it for yourself.

"Well, it's just this one time, I'll charge you next time." Albert raised his eyebrows and said to the two, "Come with me!"

Albert took Ron and Hermione back to his dormitory, took out the crystal ball from the cabinet and put it on the table, looked at the two who were looking at the room and asked, "What do you want to predict?"

"Something terrible will happen to Hogwarts," Hermione said first.

"I see."

Albert closed his eyes, put his hands on the crystal ball, and began to prophesy.

Both Ron and Hermione were staring at the crystal ball, seemingly curious about what they would see.

There was a change in the crystal ball, and they seemed to see an open book, and something seemed to be recorded on the pages.

The prophecy will soon be over.

Hermione and Ron stared blankly at the crystal ball returning to its original shape.

"What does that mean?" Ron asked puzzled.

"The Chamber of Secrets." Hermione said softly.

"My ability to predict is not very strong, at most it can only predict to this extent." Albert said calmly, "The horrible things that the house elves said should refer to the legend of the chamber of secrets."

The two looked at Albert together, hoping to get some answers from him.

"It is said that Slytherin has a secret room, and only the heir can open the secret room." Albert narrated, "It is said that there is a terrifying thing locked in the secret room, which can purify the school."

"Scary thing?" Hermione immediately grasped the key words, "What scary thing."

"I don't know." Albert shook his head and said, "No one found the secret room."

"Can you……"

"One hundred Galleons." Albert interrupted suddenly, "If you want me to continue prophesying, the price is one hundred Galleons."

"It's not that expensive."

Glancing at the stunned Ron, Albert reminded kindly, "Also, I don't recommend you continue to prophesy. The content of this prophecy is so little, it can explain the problem. Even if you let me predict the secret room Where is the entrance, what is the monster in the secret room, it is difficult to get the result, because the prophecy can only let us see some fragments of what will happen in the future."

"Are all fortune tellers so easy to earn?" Ron couldn't help but swallowed. Albert was really bluffing him when he said that he was paying a hundred Galleons.

"True prophetic masters do make a lot of money."

(End of this chapter)