The Alchemist of Harry Potter

A few days later, Albert visited McDoug's house and picked up Isabel.

"Next, where are we going?" Isabel asked after watching Albert put the suitcase into the bag.

"Diagon Alley." Albert said without hesitation: "We have to meet with Mr. Bard first. He has a private transnational flyway network that can sneak to France."

"Transnational Floo Network?" Isabel stepped forward and took Albert's arm.

"It's almost ten o'clock, we should go." Albert stuffed his pocket watch in his pocket and used Apparition to leave the door of Isabel's house.

The two appeared in Diagon Alley and quickly found Professor Bud who was chatting with Tom at the bar of the Broken Cauldron.

"I hope we didn't let you wait too long."

Albert stepped forward to greet Professor Bud.

"No, I just arrived."

After Bud drank the glass of wine and paid, he took Albert and Isobel and left the cauldron bar. They walked down the street to an old apartment.

"Wizards usually don't focus on the Muggle world. As long as they don't cause trouble, they won't even notice these problems." Professor Budd led the two into the house and greeted an elderly administrator. He took them into a room. The room is already full of dust, and it seems that no one has cleaned it for a long time, but there are a lot of bookshelves.

"What if the apartment is demolished?" Albert asked with a smile.

"No, this apartment is currently hanging under my door. No one will dismantle it without my consent." Professor Bud opened the bookshelf with wheels, and said with a smile, "You can see that it is hidden. Did you get up in the secret room?"

"Well, see, those bookshelves are used to hide magic traces?" Albert immediately guessed the reason.

"Where is Isabel?"

The girl stared at the wall carefully and touched her hand, but she found nothing unusual.

"Your progress is faster than I thought." Professor Budd sighed, and comforted, "It is normal if you don't notice the traces of magic. Usually only a few superb wizards will notice these details."

"It's not like comforting others." Isobel murmured.

I saw Bud lifted his wand, tapped it rhythmically on the wall three times, and said something softly in his mouth.

A door similar to Diagon Alley appeared in front of them out of thin air. When the three opened the door and walked in, they found themselves in a room full of blue fire. There were seven fireplaces on the walls of the room, and the countries that the fireplaces lead to were marked in English.

"In the beginning, when we were creating the International Floo Network for the Ministry of Magic, we secretly built such a place for ourselves." Professor Bud said calmly. "Some of the secrets of the Wildsmith's house will gradually let you know, but these need to be kept secret from the outside world."

"I know it's okay?"

"You are the successor, you know it's okay, but other people can't do it, and you can't say it. Of course, you need a password to open here, I will tell you later." With that, Bud took out a Muggle Throw the matchbox to Albert, "You should be able to use this!"

"Oh, by the way, Albert is still underage." The girl was stunned, as if thinking of something, she muttered softly, "It's troublesome not to use magic."

It took a lot of work for Albert to light the firewood in the fireplace.

"Your destination is: 93 Witcher Street." Professor Bud reminded, "Say hello to Mr. Kenner for me."

"I'll do it first."

Albert said as he grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, then lifted his foot into the turquoise flame.

After a long spin, Albert felt himself slammed into the fireplace.

"I hate this feeling!"

Rotating for a long time made him dizzy and nauseous.

After Albert got up from the ground in embarrassment, he quickly moved to the empty space next to him to make room for Isobel.

The transnational Floo network is indeed very convenient, but there are some sequelae.

Isobel quickly fell into the fireplace, and after passing the Apparition Test, she still couldn't adapt to the dizziness caused by the long journey.

"Are you all right!" Albert stretched out his hand to support Isobel, and at the same time looked at the surrounding environment, they came to a slightly dim room, perhaps Wild Smith's stronghold in France.

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and an elderly bald wizard walked in, looked at the young couple in front of him, and said in fluent English: "Welcome to France."

"Mr. Kenner?" Albert asked tentatively.

"Yes, I have received news that some people will use the transnational Floo network to come here." The elderly Kenner wizard pointed to the sofa next to him and suggested: "You can rest there for a while, using the transnational Floo network is nothing. Pleasant things."

"I totally agree."

"By the way, no one has used this place for a long time." The old bald wizard looked Albert up and down and asked suspiciously, "Are you Bud's grandson?"

"I'm his student." Albert thought for a while and added, "He is my relative."

"Oh, I remember, you are Albert Anderson." The bald wizard murmured, "I didn't expect you to be relatives. The newspaper said you were a Muggle wizard. Hell, I knew the newspaper was unreliable."

Kenner took them out of the secret room only after the two of them were relieved from their travels on the Floo network. The entrance of the secret room was a cabinet. When they came out from the inside, the wall was restored and the cabinet was moved back to the original. position.

"You can use the Floo network here to travel around France, and take the liberty to ask, where are you going?" Kenner handed the box containing the Floo powder to Albert.

"Nicholas Village!" Albert handed the box containing Floo fans to Isabel, smiling and jokingly, "Don't call me wrong, if you are missing, I don't know where to find you."

Isobel couldn't help rolling his eyes, walked to the fireplace, and threw the Floo powder into the flame. After curling up the green flame in the fireplace, he went straight into the fire and shouted "Nikolai Village" and disappeared.

"I should go now. Excuse me!" Albert nodded slightly towards the old man, and also grabbed the takeoff powder and threw it into the fireplace. It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What a polite little guy." Kenner received his fans, took out the double-sided mirror from his pocket and contacted Bud.

After Isobel walked out of the fireplace, he was immediately attracted by the town in front of him.

Not far in front of them, there is a square with a statue of the Lemay couple in their youth.

"Welcome to Nicolas Village!" Albert said to Isabel with a smile, "This is a famous wizarding town in France."

"It's pretty good here." Isabel said, looking around.

"Let's go."

Albert took out a silver card from his pocket, glanced at the address above, and scanned the street again, then took Isobel's hand and walked along the memory of Nico's house.

When the two appeared on the street, no one cast a curious look. What made Albert feel unbelievable was that some young men and women came over to shake hands with him, saying that they were fans of Albert. He was a little embarrassed.

Albert looked at Isobel who was laughing next to him, and said angrily: "Don't laugh, keep up!"

When the two came to a house, Albert came forward and knocked on the door. After a house elf opened the door, he handed a silver card covered with lines to the house elf.

"Two, please inside!"

The house elf took the card and opened the hidden door for the two.

"No matter how many times I watch it, it's still so magical." Alberta walked into the door with Isobel's hand.

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Albert decided to ask Mr. Nico to learn how to arrange a safe home.

"It's been a long time, Albert, and this one, I think he must be the Miss Isobel you mentioned!" Nicol appeared in front of Albert without warning, and introduced the two with a smile. Porch.

"The last two pairs of glasses really helped me!" Albert introduced Isabel with a smile, "This is Mr. Nico Lemay, the greatest alchemist in history."

"It's an honor to see you." Isabel nodded slightly at Nicole LeMay.

"Oh, don't be so unfamiliar, Perenal is making your favorite black tea for you." Nicol asked again: "You should have brought your luggage, right?"

"Bring it," Albert said.

"That's good." Nico nodded in satisfaction, "Then stay here for a while and chat with the two old men with us. It has been a long time since no guests have come."

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