The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Sometimes the flu can't be stopped.

Especially after October, the weather around Hogwarts changed suddenly and the temperature dropped drastically.

The heavy rain slapped on the windows even more, and the grassland outside was permeated with visible cold. After it penetrated into the castle, many professors and students caught the flu.

"Haha, it would be nice if it could be taken." George looked at Albert, who was steaming over his head, with a terrible smile.

No way, this is Albert's rare dark history.

Click.

The sound of taking pictures suddenly sounded, and the three people smoking above their heads looked up together.

I saw that Albert was holding a camera in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he took another photo of them.

"Pose a new pose. I decided to add this photo to the wizard card. The name is October Flu." Albert took two more photos when the three of them were confused, and happily announced: "It looks pretty good."

"You guy."

"If you want to shoot, at least you have to be handsome."

Fred grabbed the photo from Albert with his hand, and after whispering to the two people around him, he hooked his shoulders, and posed a pose with the cup he had just finished drinking, and asked Albert to take another photo of them. photo.

After drinking the refreshing agent, the ears will start to smoke, which can last for several hours.

When the four of them walked out of the school hospital, all the students in the corridor cast curious eyes. Now anyone who sees this kind of head smoking knows that the other party has a flu and has just drunk the refreshing agent.

Probably because this appearance is really too shameful, so many students are reluctant to go to the school hospital for treatment after catching the flu. This has led to more and more students being infected with the flu.

Now that the condition is getting worse and worse, Madam Pomfrey has to prepare a large amount of refreshing agent for those students who can't bear it. Fortunately, most of these materials come from Hogwarts’ greenhouses and medicinal fields, otherwise it would really cost a lot of money.

Every day, students with severe colds are forced to go to the school hospital for treatment, so students with smoke above their heads are about to become a sight in Hogwarts.

By the way, Albert will catch a flu, thanks to Fred and George, two bastards.

When these two guys were doing Quidditch training in the rain, they accidentally caught a flu, and did not go to Madam Pomfrey for treatment in time. As a result, on the third day, both Albert and Lee Jordan, who were in the same bedroom, were both Got infected.

Finally, frustrated, Albert and Lee Jordan gave them a severe lesson, and then they went to the school hospital for treatment together.

"Haha, isn't this Wood, you have a cold too?"

Seeing Wood, whose ears were smoking and still rushing up his head, Fred and George happily leaned over and hooked up with each other, not at all embarrassed by their new look.

"Really, I'll go back to rest first. In the afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, remember to ask for leave." Albert casually found a reason, and walked towards the responsive house.

"It's a coincidence, I have to take time off too." Lee Jordan didn't plan to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with his smoking head, and there was nothing good in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, since Lockhart became a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. , This course almost became a laughing stock.

"You two remember to ask for leave for us!"

After greeted Fred and George, Lee Jordan left behind Albert. In fact, he had had enough of Lockhart's class for a long time, and it was rare to skip class openly. How could this opportunity be missed?

"Hey, wait for us!"

Fred and George, who were chatting with Wood, trot to keep up, and they didn't want to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

In fact, some students have no hope for Lockhart, looking forward to a more reliable defense against the Dark Arts professor next semester.

It's a pity that someone still doesn't have any consciousness. Every day in class, he is performing stage plays for everyone. More and more students are questioning Lockhart's teaching level, especially the fifth and seventh grade students who are about to be entrapped by him.

At this moment, the smoke in the room is responsive, as if someone lit incense. By the fireplace of the warm nest, Lee Jordan is adding wood to the fireplace to make the flames burn more vigorously.

"what is this?"

Lee Jordan put his head in front of Albert's notes. He soon discovered that he could read every letter in the notes, but he couldn't understand a single word when he put them together.

"Spell notes, do you want to read?"

Albert smiled and handed the notebook in his hand to Lee Jordan.

"Forget it, this thing makes my head hurt." He retracted his head and asked casually, "What language is this?"

"French."

"You guy must be showing off on purpose." Lee Jordan murmured.

This notebook was placed in that metal box. If Nico only gave two magic glasses, naturally there was no need to use that kind of tight protection.

Nicol sent a total of ten notes to Albert, all of which were studies on spells. Many of them were Nicol’s unique views on spells.

just……

Although Nico LeMay is indeed a very powerful wizard, he does not seem to be a good teacher.

The content in these notes is very messy. Although there are a lot of great things recorded in them, they are all rushed to Albert, which also gives him a headache. It takes a lot of time to slowly sort out and study.

In his words: See for yourself, ask me if you don't understand.

Albert suspected that even Professor Flitwick, it would be difficult for to study these notes thoroughly in a few years.

But he is a man with the blessing of panel skills. After sorting out the contents of the notes, he is much faster than most genius wizards, but he communicates with Nico a bit frequently.

Recently, even Isabel can’t keep up.

"How is your research?"

Fred and George are studying the drawings of the printing press. In the future, they will need to use this stuff if they want to print wizard cards and even print boxes of various styles.

After all, there are only a few people in the magic world, and the sales volume of goods is very limited, and it may not be realistic to order a large number of packaging boxes.

"Maybe, you can ask Dad for help, he should be very good at making things like this."

In the end, Fred and George both gave up. They found that a complete transformation of the printing press was really not a big project they could complete.

"We can try to outsource things to other people." After hesitating, Lee Jordan proposed: "Aren't the things we buy also have boxes? They must know where to find someone to get them."

"These things can indeed be solved by Muggles, but..."

Albert closed his notes, raised his hand and shook the wizard card in his hand to remind: "If you want to make an exquisite wizard card, you will inevitably need to use magic. Muggles cannot help us solve this."

Moreover, the "secrecy law" is also a big trouble. Wizards and Muggles cannot have too deep intersections. Cooperation with Muggles is basically impossible, and Muggle merchants will not accept such orders that are purely losing money.

The rain outside was still falling, and four people with smoking heads were sitting by the fireplace and chatting. Their desire to open a shop still has a long way to go.

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