The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 548
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A flash of light suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Albert raised his hand to cover his cheek, and looked sideways at the direction of the sound. It was a first-year freshman with a camera in his hand.

"Anderson, can you give me an autographed photo?" the boy with the camera asked anxiously after being glanced at by Albert.

"Sorry, I don't like being photographed and I don't like signing autographs."

Albert reached out to take the photo, and flames suddenly rose from between his fingers, engulfing the photo, and a burning smell began to spread in the common room, and was soon blown out of the window by a gust of wind.

The boy obviously didn't think that the photo he just took was destroyed like this, and he looked at Albert with a face full of astonishment. He had never seen anyone who could do such a thing, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to ask What, I heard Albert say, "If you want to take pictures, I suggest you go to Professor Lockhart, he likes others to take pictures of himself, and you can get some signed photos from Professor Lockhart, maybe There will be girls willing to pay for it. Of course, the famous Harry Potter is also a good choice, he is much more famous than me."

The boy nodded stupidly, his head was blank, he didn't know what to say, and then he heard Albert continue: "You can find other people to form a 'Harry Potter Adorers Club', Kim Ni Weasley also seems to admire Harry, you can go to her."

The boy was a little dizzy by Albert's words, so he walked away foolishly.

"Harry would be very angry if he knew."

Angelina came over, pointed at Albert's glasses and asked, "When did you start wearing glasses?"

"Just now, a gift from a friend." Albert pushed his glasses and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It looks more mature than before, and there is a strange temperament." Alia giggled: "Very handsome, do you think it is Katie."

"Well, by the way, how did you do it just now." Katie asked curiously, and many students around were listening.

"It's just a trick." Albert changed the subject, "How about Quidditch training?"

"Very bad, I feel like Wood is driving us nuts." It was Fred who answered for the girls, looking sluggish.

"Let us refer to your divination homework." George sat lazily on the armchair.

"Unfortunately, I don't need to do homework for my divination class." Albert reminded with a smile.

As the only wizard in Hogwarts school who can divination through a crystal ball, after negotiating with Professor Trelawney, he was exempted from homework. What he has to do now is to absorb the knowledge about divination from Professor Trelawney knowledge, expand your knowledge.

For the same example, there are ancient runes, and most of the homework for Muggle studies is also exempted. Although it sounds absurd, this is the privilege of a genius student.For Albert, doing these things doesn't make much sense, it's just a waste of his time.

"It's not fair!" Fred couldn't help complaining, but he also knew Albert's ability, so he just complained purely.

"Compared to this, don't you find that Ginny's condition is not very good?"

Albert changed the subject, indicating that Fred and George could not see Ginny Weasley who was doing homework in the distance.The girl's face was slightly pale, and she looked sickly.

"What's wrong with Ginny?" George asked anxiously.

"Maybe she has the flu, it's best to take her to Madam Pomfrey." Albert said without thinking, "You two brothers are very incompetent!"

"How did you find out?" Angelina asked curiously, "Couldn't you..."

"I noticed it when I met her just now." Albert said angrily.

Of course, Albert would naturally not admit that he was secretly observing Ginny Weasley.

Horcruxes do have a bad effect on the bearer, and unlike Quirrell's case, Ginny Weasley's case wasn't that bad, but she did become weaker.

Ginny, are you okay! "

Fred and George felt a little guilty that they had neglected their sister, and Ginny seemed uninspired.

Ginny didn't think she was sick, and she didn't want to go to Madam Pomfrey's school hospital. Fred and George had no better way.

"You can ask Harry for help!" Albert suggested casually, "I remember your sister admires Harry very much, maybe Ron should take Harry with him."

"You are so excited!" Lee Jordan walked towards this side, shook the oil paper bag in his hand and asked, "By the way, do you want to eat? How is the training over there?"

"Forget it, Wood is simply a training madman." Fred grabbed a piece of hash brown pancake, took a bite while it was hot, and complained.

"I remember that no players were selected this year."

"Well, what's wrong?" Alicia asked suspiciously.

"When I came back, I heard McLaggen complaining about this to other people." Lee Jordan said after distributing the potato and egg pancakes in the oil paper bag to everyone: "He said that Wood only played with acquaintances, and even the selection was straightforward. save."

"He hasn't participated in training the last few times." George said angrily.

"Team selection is still needed. At least it can reduce gossip. If everyone can't see the hope of becoming an official member of the team, how many people are willing to stay as waiting players?" Albert shook his head and reminded.

For some things, superficial efforts still need to be done. Albert doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that others don't care.

In fact, this is also related to the fact that the latest players are too young, which directly led to Wood not planning to select the team.

"By the way, Albert, those house elves seem to like you very much." Lee Jordan said with a smile: "When I went to the kitchen, I heard them discussing what Christmas present to give you."

"Give me a Christmas present?" Albert asked slightly, raising his eyebrows.

"I've never heard of house-elves at school giving gifts to students." Arya was intrigued. "How on earth do you do that?"

"That guy was just teasing me." Albert said casually.

"No no." Li Qiaodan raised his hand and said solemnly, "I guarantee that every word I said is true."

"Your guarantee is worthless." Fred and George joked in unison.

"By the way, when did you start wearing glasses." Fred reached out and took off Albert's glasses and put them on for himself, "And they're still flat-frame glasses."

"Don't break it. This is a gift from a friend. It is said to be worth a lot of Galleons." Albert took back his glasses and put them on again. "Don't you think wearing glasses looks more mature?"

"You are mature enough." Lee Jordan couldn't help complaining.His words also expressed the aspirations of everyone present. Albert is indeed very mature, and sometimes it feels that the two parties do not have the same style of painting.

(End of this chapter)