The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 725 Anderson Lies
The two had a candlelight dinner in the Room of Requirement, and were tired of exchanging feelings together, completely unaware that the outside world had gone crazy looking for them.

During dinner, after Principal Dumbledore announced the good news that Albert had won the Potions Championship for Hogwarts in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall laughed from ear to ear. Why, the smile on Professor Snape's face looked a bit forced.

To be honest, many people were at a loss and didn't even know what the Potions Championship was.

After Professor McGonagall revealed that it was a potion competition that all magic schools all over the world would participate in, this incident attracted everyone's attention.

After all, that was the genius who defeated all the magic schools and finally won the championship. The gold content is too high, which basically means that Albert Anderson is the best potion genius in all the magic schools. A halo is placed over the wizard's head.

Many students wanted to meet Albert and listen to him talk about the Potions Championship, but he disappeared right after returning to school.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were all complaining that Albert hadn't told them the good news in the first place.

At this moment, the three of them are getting together, and they don't know what they are discussing.

It was already after ten o'clock in the evening when I separated from Isobel.

Albert was at the entrance to the Gryffindor common room and met Nearly Headless Nick waiting for him there.

"Where have you been, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"wait for me?"

Albert looked at the ghost in front of him and asked suspiciously, "What can I do for you, Sir Nick?"

"I've heard it all, you won another championship trophy!" Nick said excitedly: "Oh, yes, Percy Weasley asked me to wait for you here and tell you the password."

"No, it's not the championship trophy, it's the championship crucible." Albert corrected with a smile.

"it's the same."

"What's the password?"

"Mongrel."

"This password is not very friendly." Albert looked at the portrait of Sir Cadogan riding a pony.

"It's more interesting to keep the champion out." Sir Cadogan opened the door rather disappointed, allowing Albert to enter the common room.

"Thank you, Sir Nick, otherwise I would really have to spend the night outside the corridor tonight." After expressing his gratitude to Sir Nick, Albert walked towards the entrance of the open common room.

As soon as he entered the common room, Albert felt that he was being dragged in by countless hands, and he almost lost his balance and fell on his back.

Screams, cheers, whistles, and the whoosh and bang of fireworks immediately poured into his ears, shaking Albert to feel his eardrums buzzing.

In the common room, the fireworks made by Fred and George are constantly blooming beautiful orange stars, and the scene is very beautiful and spectacular.

"Where were you?" Fred yelled.

"Everybody's looking for you," cried George.

"We have something to eat, Albert, come over and have something—"

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten just now."

But no one wanted to hear him say that a glass full of Butterbeer was pushed into Albert's hand, forcing him to drink another Butterbeer.

Lee Jordan even dug out a Gryffindor College flag from somewhere, and insisted on wrapping it around Albert like a cloak.

The crowd was closing in on him and surrounded Albert so that he couldn't get out and was forced to join in the boisterous celebration.What's even more frightening is that these people keep yelling like irrational fans, everyone wants to know how Albert won the Potions Championship.

"Quiet, please be quiet!"

Albert raised his finger to his throat and cast a Loud Voice Charm on himself.

His voice kept echoing in the common room, causing everyone to cover their ears in pain, before the group of crazy guys stopped completely.

"Well, if you want me to say something, at least keep quiet, or you won't hear my voice." After Albert finished speaking, all the students stared at him blankly, and the public break The voices in the room gradually quieted down, and Nick, who was almost headless, was also eavesdropping.

Albert told what happened, how he was selected to participate in the Potions Championship, and where he went to participate in the competition.

Taking the Thestral carriage to France, and using the Portkey to go to the magic garden were all taken care of by him.

In the eyes of everyone, the Potions Tournament is a boring competition. All the schools come from all over the world, and there is no communication at all. The competition party is very busy due to communication problems.

Then, he briefly talked about the three rounds of knockout rounds, and the boring topic of brewing potions. The content was so plain and unpretentious that it was drowsy.

Before the other students could react, Albert sneaked towards the stairs leading to the dormitory, finally got rid of the crowd, and hurried upstairs to the dormitory to rest.

In the dormitory, Tom's eyes were shining in the darkness. After hearing the door opening, he looked up in the direction of the door and yawned big.

After a while, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan came back, and these guys still had a lot of biscuits, candies, cakes, and butterbeer.

"By the way, where have you been?"

"I'm going to have a big dinner with Isobel, a celebration dinner made by the house elves." Albert casually threw the Gryffindor flag into the corner.

"The principal also prepared a celebration banquet for you in private?" the three asked in unison.

"You guys think too much, I asked the house elf to help prepare it."

"I just said why you don't like the banquet we prepared for you." The three looked at Albert with resentment.

"It's crazy, it feels like I'm watching some rare animal." Albert reached out and picked up Tom, putting the cat on his lap.

"Tell us the details, I don't believe the Potions Tournament can be that boring!" George changed the subject.

"What I said is real."

"Trust me, you must have saved a lot of interesting things." Fred bit a biscuit and said very firmly.

"Interesting thing?" Albert thought for a while and said, "The Potion Championship is jointly organized by the Magic Garden and the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists. The president of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists is named Bernard, and a player from France is named Guy I Bernard, it is said that he is the grandson of the president, isn’t that interesting.”

"Cheat, absolutely cheat."

"That guy named Guy Bernard didn't beat you when he cheated." All three felt incredible.

"Guy Bernard was attacked in the second round and had a lot of Arriot leaves stuffed into his mouth. He laughed so hard that he couldn't participate in the competition and had to abstain." Albert shrugged. Shrugged and said, "In the end, the distraught President Bernard called a professional to deal with the attack, but after checking the wands of all the contestants, the murderer was still not found."

"how did you do that?"

"I was also attacked by Waggadu's students at the time." Albert covered a yawn, "That guy is good at using wandless magic, many people think he attacked Guy Bernard, but that guy Never admitted that he did it."

"You brought two wands?" Lee Jordan guessed the reason immediately. They all knew that Albert had bought other wands in the second-hand market.

"Those who have passed the strict inspection can only bring one. The clothes are provided by the competition party, and there are patrol members nearby." Albert said, "Don't blame me wrongly, be careful to sue you for slander."

The three still believed that it was Albert who attacked the hapless Guy Bernard. This approach of not leaving any clues was too similar to Albert's style.

If Albert is unwilling, it will be difficult for you to catch him.

He didn't let the three continue discussing the matter, and took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and put it on the table, trying to divert their attention.

"what is this?"

"The formula for the last game." Albert reminded mysteriously: "They are all very interesting potions."

"Why do I feel that these things are useless."

After reading the formula on the parchment, the three of them looked at Albert suspiciously, not understanding what Albert meant. Love Potions and Vitality Tonics were not uncommon, but they had never seen protective potions before, but the three of them Doubt it would work.

"You don't understand, these things will definitely sell well in the future." Albert briefly described the effects of three improved potions.

There was a brief silence in the dormitory.

After listening to Albert's words, the three fell into self-doubt. They really couldn't see the use of these potions, but why did Albert say that these potions would be very valuable in the future?

Is this the gap between them and Albert?
This guy can always find ways to make money from various angles.

(End of this chapter)