The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 702 Invasion Incident
"what time is it?"

Isobel just woke up, rubbed his head into Albert's arms, and asked in a daze.

"It's almost 06:30."

Albert reached for the pocket watch on the bed cabinet, and with the help of the faint candlelight, he could see the current time clearly, "We have to get up, and we have to attend the Halloween party later."

"A little tired." The girl muttered.

"It is estimated that the blood sugar is a little low."

Albert hugged his girlfriend tenderly, put the pocket watch back on the bed cabinet, and took a box of chocolates from the pile of sweets. After unpacking, he handed the chocolates to her mouth, "Eating some sweets will make you feel better." Come on, open your mouth~ ah!"

"blood sugar?"

Isobel took a bite of the chocolate vaguely, shrank into Albert's arms like a kitten, "What is that?"

"Would you like some more?"

"Ah."

After Albert slowly fed Isobel a piece of chocolate, the two finally got up. The girl stood in front of the mirror and straightened the wrinkled clothes, then seized the last 10 minutes and hurried downstairs to the auditorium.

There were hundreds of jack-o-lanterns floating above the auditorium. Because Hagrid didn't care about the big pumpkins in the field, Professor Flitwick had to take other ways to remedy it.

Albert quickly found Fred, George, and Lee Jordan. The three were sitting under a group of fluttering bats. They did not forget to reserve a seat for Albert.

"It took thirteen galleons in total."

Fred pretended to be looking at the orange streamers spouting flames on the ceiling, and whispered to Albert: "However, we can't be sure if that bastard is using fake products to fool us."

As he spoke, George took out dry black pod-like poisonous tentacle seeds from a bulging bag.

Albert put the seeds of the poisonous tentacles to his ears. He heard a slight rattling sound. He nodded to the three of them and said, "It's what we want. Don't plant it for now. Find a box and put it away."

"I will."

It didn't take long for the Halloween feast to start, and delicacies suddenly appeared on golden plates, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Albert concentrated on dealing with a chicken leg, chatting with his roommates about what happened today.

If nothing else, Blake had almost broken into Hogwarts Castle and was trying to get into the Gryffindor common room through the Fat Lady.

Now was the best chance to catch Black, but Albert didn't intend to catch Black now, which meant that his Gallon flew away, and if Black was caught now, he would surely die.

Albert was usually patient with a guy who might do him a huge favor.

Amidst the laughter, the dinner came to an end.

This year's Halloween dinner ended with a program provided by the ghosts of Hogwarts. At the Gryffindor table, Nick, who was almost headless, was recreating the scene where he was decapitated.

"I think we can invent a similar game, let the wooden figurine slowly climb up the steps, walk to a set of noose racks, let the participants answer the riddles, and if they can't answer the riddles, the wooden figurine will be hanged to death." George looked Looking at Nick over there, describe the game idea to the roommates.

"I think children will like it." Albert echoed casually: "You can let the villain make some noises after he is hanged, or give some punishment to the failed players."

"I think it's possible to invent a pair of boots that can walk on walls." Lee Jordan said, looking at the ghost floating in midair, "or props that allow people to float in midair."

"Perhaps, you can stuff some Billywig pincer powder into your mouth." Fred said without hesitation, "There are still a lot of Billywig pincers that I bought last time, and it is said that I have eaten too much of them. It can make people float in mid-air forever."

"It's not eating too much, it's allergies, and there are very few unlucky people like that." Albert corrected.

"Maybe you can use the levitation spell, and then make a pair of boots that can make you stick to the wall, maybe you can walk on the wall." George said his thoughts.

After the dinner, Albert, who was full, followed everyone slowly. Before he returned to the common room, he saw Professor Dumbledore rushing to the common room of Gryffindor, and then Albert I saw everyone walking back, preparing to return to the auditorium.

"what happened?"

"The Fat Lady's portrait was ruined by Blake," Fred explained. "By the way, where were you just now?"

"It's right behind you." Albert stretched out his hand to cover his yawn, and said lazily, "I ate too much at night, so I walked slowly."

Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin students also came, and the Great Hall was filled with murmurs, and everyone was asking students from other houses for news.

This chaotic situation did not gradually calm down until Dumbledore appeared.

All the pupils were told by the Headmaster that they needed to spend the night in the Great Hall, as a thorough search of the castle was about to take place.

Before leaving, Dumbledore cleared out the auditorium and made hundreds of sleeping bags out of thin air for the students to spend the night in the auditorium.

However, the prefects did not have that luck. They were required to stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium to maintain order to ensure that there would be no chaos on the auditorium side.

"Do you think Black is still in the castle?" Shanna moved closer to Albert, holding a wand in her hand, looking a little nervous.

"Don't worry, Black is no longer in the castle." Albert comforted.

The two passed through the crowd and walked towards the periphery of the hall.

"You predicted it?" Shanna asked in a low voice.

"No, as long as Black is not stupid, he will not stay in the castle. It is inevitable for the professors to search the castle." Albert said, "However, his behavior of destroying the fat lady's portrait is very stupid. It is not difficult to see that Black's Feeling out of control."

"How did he get in here?" Shanna was more worried about this question.

"Probably through secret passages." Albert said without hesitation, "There are many secret passages in the school, and it's not surprising that Black knows one of them."

"But Filch knows all the secret passages," Shanna reminded.

"It's impossible for Filch to know all the secret passages." Seeing Nick approaching, Albert asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Percy is looking for you," Nick reminded.

"I see."

As soon as Albert walked up to Percy, he heard him ask the two prefects to search the castle with Professor McGonagall.

As for him and Shanna, they will stay here to patrol and maintain order in the auditorium.

"I can change it with them." Albert didn't really want to stay in the auditorium, so he didn't want to be lazy.

"I'm fine." Shanna thought of Albert's words, and felt that there should be no danger in following Albert.

"We're fine."

Not many people are willing to participate in the search for Black. After all, talking about Black and hunting for Black are two different things.

"Nick, please take them to Professor McGonagall." Satisfied with the efficiency here, Percy immediately said to Nick.

"You sure know something, don't you!"

Shanna knew that Albert was not a person who liked to talk big, he would think that Black was no longer in the castle, there must be some evidence.

"Blake destroyed the portrait of the Fat Lady with a knife." Albert took out a candy from his pocket, peeled one, put it in his mouth, and handed a few to Shanna, "Let's refresh yourself with a candy! Tonight we Don't try to sleep."

"You mean, Blake doesn't have a wand in his hand?" Shanna was also very flexible, and immediately thought of the reason.

"If Blake had had a wand, I think he'd burn the whole thing down in a fit of rage."

(End of this chapter)