The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After the Easter holiday, a dull atmosphere was silently enveloped in the castle. Most students spend the Easter holiday in rushing to do holiday homework, and can't spare time to review the final exams. Just after the Easter holiday, they suddenly realized that the final exams were only one month away from them, and their hearts were even more serious. Depressed.

Not only the final exams, but the Quidditch final between Gryffindor and Slytherin is also approaching with the end of the Easter holiday. The final to determine the Quidditch championship will be the first after the holiday. The weekend begins.

On the eve of the game, the atmosphere in the Gryffindor common room was very depressing, and the noisy environment was filled with anxiety and anxiety.

The players are sitting in armchairs in the corner of the lounge, drinking butter beers and eating desserts on the table, discussing tactics that may be used tomorrow and how to attack the Slytherin team.

It’s not enough to beat the Slytherin team. They have to be more than fifty points ahead of the Slytherin team. They have to catch the Golden Snitch to win the final Quidditch trophy, so Angelina, Alia and Katie are looking for Golfers became the focus of this discussion.

Fred and George think that Wood has overlooked one thing. They think that the Slytherin team will definitely use all kinds of despicable means to prevent them from winning. Therefore, they should use Transylvanian fake moves to make a strong counterattack, not at all. Need to be polite to them.

When Albert took Tom downstairs to let the wind out, he could naturally feel everyone’s anxiety, but some things were difficult to understand, and in the end they could only be summarized as the so-called atmosphere. Even Hermione was infected by this atmosphere and put it down. book.

"I can't concentrate on studying." Hermione closed the book and said to Albert who was teasing the cat next to her.

"It's too noisy here. If you want to read, you should go back to the dormitory?" Albert gently stroked Tom's head.

"No, that's not the reason." Hermione shook her head. "I feel very upset and a little nervous."

"It's not that you played the game, why are you nervous?"

"I hope Harry can beat Malfoy and win the championship for the Gryffindor team." Hermione suddenly hoped that Crookshanks would be by her side. She stretched her hand to Tom, scratched Tom's ears, and said to Albert: "If you lose to the Slytherin team, to someone like Malfoy, I will definitely not be able to stand it."

"You should believe in Harry, and believe in everyone. They have been training hard and desperately trying to win the game." Albert softly comforted, "Moreover, Potter has Firebolt, completely crushing Mar on the broomstick. blessing."

"You're very calm." Hermione felt that Albert didn't really care about the outcome of tomorrow's Quidditch match.

"Because I believe Harry will bring victory to Gryffindor College." Albert said calmly.

"Oh, I almost forgot that you could predict the outcome of the game." Hermione murmured, "It seems that Gryffindor should have won in the end."

For some reason, Hermione's mood improved suddenly.

"By the way, your Crookshanks can catch mice?" Albert thought that Hermione seemed to have made up something on his own, and asked instead of the subject.

Hermione looked at Albert suspiciously, and didn't understand what he was doing with this, so she waited quietly for him to continue.

"Hagrid's cabin seems to have a lot of mice. He asked me to borrow Tom last time, saying he asked Tom to help catch mice." Albert continued, "However, my Tom can't catch mice."

"Does your Tom know how to catch mice?" Hermione could hardly imagine that a cat didn't know how to catch mice.

"Tom will only act like a coquettish with me all day." Albert stretched out his hand and gently touched Tom's head, ignoring its protest, and then reached out to touch Tom's fat belly, "but it's just like that for me. Enough, I don’t need Tom to be able to catch mice. Anyway, I’ll keep it. The significance of keeping a pet is more about company.”

Hermione felt that Albert's Tom was abandoned by him, but there is one thing that is undeniable that Tom is more cute than her Crookshanks, and is better at selling cute and coquettish, which is very attractive to girls. . Of course, Hermione actually agrees with Albert's sentence: The meaning of keeping a pet is more about company.

"When does Hagrid use a cat?" Hermione asked. "Why don't I take some time to send Crookshanks to help catch the mice?"

"Next time I meet Hagrid, I will ask him about it. After all, when a cat catches a mouse, it might mess up Hagrid's cabin."

"Don't worry, Crookshanks is very smart." Hermione didn't know where to get Crookshanks from, and while giving him a smooth hair, said: "In a few days, I will send you to Hagrid. At that time, you must catch the mouse seriously."

"I think Hagrid will be very happy."

There was a faint smile at the corner of Albert's mouth, and he was about to arrange Peter Mouse.

After Albert dismantled the story of Buckbeak, he was already preparing to arrange the rest of the matter clearly, so as not to lose control of the plot of the dog and the mouse. After all, it was related to Albert’s task rewards. There is a lot of Kanon, um, and Blake's innocence by the way, he will never allow the situation to get out of his control. UU Reading www.udkanshu.com

"It's finally over. I really don't understand why Wood said these things before the game." Fred poured a sip of Butterbeer into his mouth and couldn't help complaining.

Wood is just adding pressure to them.

"Where did you get the butterbeer." Ron couldn't help asking.

"I bought it during the last Wizards card game, and there is a bucket left. I originally planned to stay and wait for the end of the exam to celebrate." George explained.

Albert's method worked well. Drinking some butter beer, adding some snacks, and talking about light-hearted topics, the whole person relaxed a lot, and there would be no such great psychological pressure. .

As for the game, they don't really agree with Wood's tactics. Using Transylvanian fake moves is undoubtedly the best way. Even Albert agrees with his tactics. In the eyes of the twins, the Slytherin team will absolutely do whatever it takes. They don't need Transylvanian fakes to cause them to be free throws, because the other party may have done more than them.

"By the way, did you place a bet?" Fred said suddenly, "We all beat Gryffindor to win."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't get the money back?" Albert shrugged, "Anyway, Slytherin's credit is not very good. God knows if they won't give me the money if they lose."

"That **** Kenneth said you bet ten gallons." George narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to realize that he was being tricked.

"That guy is bluffing around with your name. Fortunately, we'll just press a few Sicos. Even if we don't come back, we will lose a lot." Fred and George realized that they had been fooled by the bastard, and their faces didn't look good. good looking.

"Will I come back if I win the money?" Ron's face next to him was paler than usual. He also placed a bet, and also pressed all Sico in his pocket.