The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"What the hell, there's a chilly fog all over the UK right now...it's not normal, it always feels like something's going on that we don't know about."

At this moment, a truck full of cement is driving cautiously on the road covered by dense fog. The middle-aged truck driver is staring straight at the road ahead, but his mouth is babbling along with the middle-aged man who is accompanying him. The man said, "Since July, all kinds of strange things have been happening all over the UK, it's like..."

"Those weird things are really weird!"

The middle-aged man frowned at the thick fog ahead and interrupted the truck driver directly, "It will be too foggy, should we find a place to wait for the fog to dissipate before hitting the road?"

"you're right!"

The middle-aged truck driver hesitated for a moment, but was finally persuaded by the person next to him. After all, his life was his own. Driving in this dense fog was indeed prone to accidents.

"you…"

After the middle-aged truck driver found a place to stop the truck, before he could say the words, he suddenly fainted in the driver's seat.

The middle-aged man in the passenger seat lowered his arm, reached out to open the truck door, jumped out of the truck, went around the side of the back of the truck where the cement was stored, took out a "small wooden stick" from the bag, and stroked around the truck. , after releasing an enchantment to expel Muggles, mist was sprayed from the tip of the wand, making the surrounding mist thicker and completely obscuring people's sight.

With the help of the thick fog, the middle-aged man took out another suitcase from the bag, opened it and put it on the ground, raised the "small wooden stick" and waved it towards the cement on the truck body. Like long feet, he jumped out of the truck and entered the suitcase one by one that seemed to be a bottomless pit. The cement of a large truck was emptied in the blink of an eye.

"Next..."

The middle-aged man grunted and closed his suitcase, walked to the driver's seat of the truck, and held up a "small wooden stick" to tamper with some of the truck driver's memory.

The lucky guy will soon wake up and be sure that he has delivered the goods to their destination.

As for the pound for the purchase of cement, it was naturally paid, but the price was a little lower, and it was pressed to be close to the cost price.Follow current s on ɴovel(F)ɪre

After doing all this, the middle-aged man lifted the spell around him and disappeared out of thin air with a suitcase full of a truckload of cement.

After the middle-aged man regained his sight, he was standing beside an abandoned village. With the suitcase in one hand and his wand in the other, he flicked the wand on his cheek first. The middle-aged man's face began to squirm, and was soon replaced by a young face, and his body shape also changed a little. The clothes that were just right became loose, and after being tapped by the wand, they turned into casual autumn clothes that fit again. .

Even if he didn't use the compound potion, Albert could still easily disguise his appearance through transfiguration.

In fact, most wizards don't understand such sophisticated things as "magic traces" at all.

Albert lifted his foot to a dilapidated house on the edge of the deserted village, muttered words, raised his wand and flicked it gently, as if pulling away a veil covering his true face. The deserted village disappeared.

"I guess it must be you!"

After seeing that it was Albert, Fred emerged from the void out of thin air, apparently using the Illusory Charm to hide his whereabouts.

"Well, it's always right to be careful, the outer layer of protection magic is not reliable."

Albert looked sideways at where George and Lee Jordan were hiding.

"I really can't hide anything from you. I've always been curious about how you saw through the Illusory Body Charm?" George asked his doubts, appeared with Lee Jordan, and greeted Albert with a smile.

"Looks like you've got everything."

"Well, it cost me a lot of time and pounds to get those building materials."

Albert put the suitcase on the ground, waved his wand again, and summoned several suitcases of the same model out of thin air with a crackling sound, containing steel bars, sand and gravel respectively.

"Actually, I still don't quite understand, what are you doing with these things?" Lee Jordan really didn't understand why Albert was tossing these things.

"We will continue to build a few secret safe houses in the future. Although we can also use the abandoned Muggle facilities as temporary strongholds, we have to tidy up a little before we can live temporarily." Albert made a random excuse.

If it wasn't for the consideration of turning this place into a wizarding village in the future, Albert would never have put the secret meeting place here, and he would not have gone to great lengths to get these building materials to prepare for a big fight.

The three looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, believing that there must be some reason for Albert to do this.

As for the reason, Albert didn't say, and they didn't ask.

"Where's Shanna?" Albert changed the subject.

"Sanna is helping you sort out the information." Lee Jordan seemed to remember something, and sighed softly, "We also want to see the new version of the "Defense Against the Dark Arts Guide"."

"The things taught in the "Self-Defense Guide" are the basics, and at most you can protect yourself." Fred added, "I always feel that I am getting more and more insecure now."

"Even if there is too much, it is useless, the Ministry of Magic does not allow it." When Albert wrote the "Guide to Self-Defense", he was not overwhelmed. Many things were actually stuck on the tolerance of the Ministry of Magic, and the content of the "Guide to Self-Defense" to keep most of them.

"Will the new book be published?" George asked suddenly.

"It shouldn't. I don't think the Ministry of Magic will allow it. Even if it is published, it will be changed beyond recognition." Albert didn't care about this.

"The more I open, the more I look forward to your new book."

George suddenly had a little anticipation. The content of the books that could be published was actually the same, and it must be restricted by the Ministry of Magic.

"There is nothing to look forward to. Your current level of defense against the dark magic is higher than most people. As long as you are careful, there will be basically no problems."

Fred, George and Lee Jordan's defense against the dark arts was taught by Albert, and when the three of them dealt with dark wizards, they would not be at a disadvantage.

"We'll be embarrassed if you say that." Fred pretended to be embarrassed.

"Okay, take me to see your results in the last few days." Albert interrupted the chat and walked towards the newly repaired house.

The entrance to the secret base was hidden under the blanket by the fireplace in the living room, and after opening the hidden trapdoor, a secret stairway that could accommodate one person appeared in front of the four.

"The air below is not good, it is best to use the bubble head spell." George reminded.

After the four cast themselves a comical cannon head charm, they walked down the stairs into the passage.

The stairs sloped downward, about ten meters below the ground. The space inside was very narrow, and the surrounding walls were as smooth as if they had been cut by a sharp blade.

Below the stairs is the front hall. The space inside can barely accommodate four people. After entering, there are two tunnels on the left and right. There are several narrow rooms that can barely accommodate two people. breathe.

"It's too depressing inside. I doubt that we will all have to wear the bubble head spell in the future, otherwise we will be suffocated to death." Li Jordan didn't like the crowded environment inside and couldn't help but complain.

"You don't need to worry about this, it's fine with a little modification." Albert comforted, he was very experienced in how to reform this place.

"Well, we also need a concealed exit to avoid being blocked by people." After returning to the ground, Albert said to the three, "I remember that there is a steep **** in the west, which is very suitable for concealed exits. .

"Like Hogwarts?" Fred asked curiously.

"You can think so." Albert did borrow from Hogwarts' way of hiding.

"If that's the case, it's estimated that no one can find the specific location!" George joked with a smile, "Those who didn't know thought you were going to learn the secret passages of Hogwarts."

"It's not bad if you can, but unfortunately I don't have the energy to do these things." Albert handed the map to George, "Also, we only need a rough base at the moment. Complete."

"It always feels like you want to pull other people to help." Fred couldn't help but complain.

"By the way, Kingsley told me that Kenneth was being targeted." George changed the subject, feeling that if he followed Albert's words, he might have a lot of work.

"That guy should be fine!" Albert asked.

"It's okay, Kingsley rescued him in time, but the guy seems to be resentful towards us."

"There's nothing we can do about it. Someone has to come to the front desk to attract firepower." Albert said heartlessly, "However, if you use it as a bait a few times, no one will stare at him."

If it weren't for his father's bad things, Albert would not have tossed Kenneth. After all, the two sides still have a little friendship, but Kenneth must pay a price to join now, or maybe they will be given to them for some other day. sold.

The expressions on the faces of the three were quite wonderful, and they mourned for Kenneth for three seconds in their hearts.

"And about you, I've already told Bill, where are you going to meet." George said another thing.

"Find a Muggle cafe and let him use the compound potion, and I will give you the address. Hmm..." Albert's tone paused, as if thinking of something, he suddenly said, "Actually, the Ministry of Magic can be disguised. Go meet Kenneth in my form, do a fishing enforcement, maybe you can catch a few fish."

"Don't toss him." Lee Jordan said with a wry smile.

"The Ministry of Magic can be disguised!" Albert nodded vigorously, "It's okay to be fake, anyway, as long as the Death Eaters mistakenly think they have found our hiding place."

"This method is really hard to guard against."

George felt that the Death Eaters had been staring at Albert for eight lifetimes, and the Ministry of Magic would definitely be willing to take the time to set up this trap, which was more reliable than hunting the Death Eaters around.

"If they want to kill me in the future, they have to consider whether the target is a real person." Albert thinks this is a good idea. Let the Death Eaters eat a few more times, and those people will not want to find him all day long. trouble.

"You're the only one with bad water."

"Okay, we'd better get this done quickly." Albert walked outside.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan saw Albert conjure a cauldron out of thin air, and then put cement, water, river sand and gravel in the suitcase into the small cauldron in a certain proportion, and then used a wand. A little lightly, and a few things in it are quickly swirled and stirred.

"Are all Muggle buildings made like this?" George glanced into the cauldron, and there was indeed a Traceless Stretching Charm in it.

"It's not all, but it's stronger this way. Don't forget, we're going to stay underground next time, so it's okay to make it stronger. If the base was blown up by practicing spells that day, you might be buried alive. ." While chatting with the three of them, Albert waved his wand and conjured a bunch of wooden boards out of thin air. They were glued together by the Paste Charm and quickly formed the model that Albert needed.

The whole process was smooth, and Albert just moved the wand on his hands and completed it easily.

Then, let the steel bars be closely connected, put them on the abrasive tool, pour the mixed cement into it, and after the steel bars are tightly combined, re-smooth the surface, and use the spell to directly evaporate the water on the cement. Trace, a wall is so easily completed.

"It looks pretty good."

"Is this a wall?"

Albert's approach obviously subverted the cognition of the three.

"Yes, four walls, plus a cement cover, doesn't it turn into a house?"

"Are you sure it's a house? And what about this thing..." Li Jordan didn't know how to complain.

"Use the shrinking spell to move in. You should use the spells you learned from school."

Albert waved his wand, demoulded the concrete wall, and moved it aside. If an ordinary wizard wanted to shrink the wall, it was estimated that several people would chant the spell together, but Albert did not have this problem.

Next, it took less than a quarter of an hour for UU to read www.uukanshu.com, and a cement box took shape. Although it looked like a simple tenon-and-mortise wooden box without nails, it was undoubtedly quite solid.

"Are all Muggle houses like this?" The three of them stared at the "house" made by Albert.

"Almost, they usually use cement to pour the house structure. I'm using magic to be lazy. Although it looks a bit ugly, this thing is absolutely sturdy." Albert was quite satisfied with his results, "Next, you need to To widen the space inside, I'll shrink this thing in, then fill in the gap and that's it.

Albert had thought about it for a long time, and he planned to use this kind of building block-like cement board to piece together the underground base.

The thick reinforced concrete, tenon-and-mortise structure, and permanent sticking spell can ensure that the secret base will not have any security risks.

After all, the space inside was expanded using the Traceless Stretching Charm, so there was no need to worry about collapse due to unbearable pressure.

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