The Alchemist of Harry Potter

It is said that the magic garden is located somewhere in Europe.

In order to prevent poachers and certain greedy people from destroying and looting the magic garden, the International Wizarding Federation would hide the magic garden a few centuries ago.

Most wizards don't even know that there is such a place, let alone know the specific location of the magic garden.

Nowadays, the magic garden is only circulated in the circle of pharmacists and herbalists.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible for Hogwarts’ night horses to go directly to the enchanted garden. Their destination is the Boothbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France.

According to the past practice, the school teams participating in the Magic School Potions Championship will meet at the temporary base, and then use the door key to go to the magic garden together.

Yes, if you want to go to the magic garden, you must use a special door key.

Just like the Azkaban Prison in the United Kingdom, its purpose is to prevent other wizards from knowing the specific location of the magic garden.

However, many wizards have speculated that the magic garden is in France or in the forest near France, but the group of greedy people jointly searched the entire France and the surrounding forests, and still did not find a trace of the magic garden.

These news were all told by Professor Slughorn to the two of them. Naturally, he didn't know the specific location. It is said that the wizards he knew were "silent people" who had sworn to guard the magic garden.

However, Albert felt that Hertok Duggworth should know the specific location of the magic garden, or he could go to the magic garden at any time, which was some of the privileges of the potion master.

The night horse carriage arrived in France, and it was almost dusk, and the sky was dyed fiery red by the sunset. The night horse carriage flew towards the Pyrenees, the border between France and Spain. Looking down from the window of the carriage, you can see a beautiful French palace in the mountains: Bousbaton Castle.

Of course, if it is a Muggle, you can only see a fog when passing by.

Like Hogwarts, Boothbarton Castle is protected by countless magics. This beautiful castle is surrounded by majestic gardens and fountains built using magic. Under Professor Slughorn’s stunned gaze, Albert Take out the camera from the non-marking stretch bag and show some photos to the French palace below.

The carriage began to tilt downwards, and the night horse carriage landed on the outermost lawn.

There was no warm welcome ceremony and no warm French girls. Only two people came to greet them. One of them was a tall woman, as tall as Hagrid. Albert recognized at a glance that the other party should be Olim Maxim, the principal of the French School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Hagrid stared at Olim Maxim, then as if thinking of something, he hurriedly went over and opened the car door.

"I thought Dumbledore would lead the team."

When Mrs. Maxim saw the fat old man coming out of the carriage, she raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised and puzzled.

Professor Slughorn was a little confused. He didn't understand French, but it didn't matter. Dumbledore had told him that Albert understood, so... he looked at Albert and waited for him to translate.

The number of wizards like Dumbledore who can understand all languages ​​is too small.

"Something went wrong at the school, and Dumbledore couldn't get away." Slughorn smiled and kissed the back of his opponent's hand.

Maxim didn't care. He looked at Albert, who got off the wagon and interpreter for them. There was no emotional change on his face, but his eyes remained on Albert for a while.

"Kakaroff has come, they are resting, come with me!" Mrs. Maxim brought a group of people to the remote area outside the school, where there was a tent.

Yes, it is the tent.

No welcome ceremony, no welcome banquet, just a small tent!

Yes, this is only a temporary gathering place.

The space inside the tent is very large. There is a table for a dozen people to eat in the middle, and there are sofas on both sides, but they are far apart.

Karkaroff, the principal of Durmstrang College, was talking to his students. After hearing the footsteps, everyone in the tent looked towards the door.

“Let’s sit down and have a meal first. It was supposed to go to the magic garden to have a meal, but when I received the door key, I was told by the other party that our past time was nine o’clock in the evening.” After Mrs. Maxim finished speaking, A group of house elves served them a sumptuous French meal.

There were a total of eleven people on the dining table. Both Durmstrang College and Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry made up three people, but only two people at Hogwarts seemed out of place, and one of them was a part-time translator and kept the tent The girls all cast their gazes.

Handsome, handsome, gentle and comfortable, and Albert is still the champion of international wizard chess this year, so he has attracted the attention of the girls who are secretly watching him.

Who doesn't like handsome guys?

Even if it's not his own, at least it's eye-catching.

While everyone was dining, Albert found a beautiful girl in a light blue silk robe waving at him. The two Durmstrang College boys who had been staring at her followed her gaze and cast unkind glances at Albert.

In the face of unkind hostility, Albert didn't care. Everyone was opponents anyway, but these two guys were so stupid that they were actually affected by the other's charm.

"Do you know a lot of pretty girls?"

Isabel's voice rang in Albert's ear.

"We once met each other at Mr. Delacour's wedding. They should be Miss Louise's relatives." Albert said without hesitation. The beautiful French girl was obviously of Veeva descent.

"I didn't expect you to remember it."

With the smile of Isabelle, Albert suddenly regretted answering this question. Sure enough, he should have pretended not to know him just now.

"She's Alice, she seems to have robbed Louise's boyfriend." Albert said in a voice that only two of them could hear.

"You are in big trouble!"

Isobel raised his head and glanced at the Miss Alice. The two eyes met in mid-air, and sparks were about to collide.

Isobel just nodded slightly at the other party, then looked away.

With just a glance, Isobel can understand the other side's careful thoughts. She knew Alice's sinister intention to seduce Albert.

Isobel found it interesting. She didn't think that woman would succeed, and Albert would surely have guessed it too. However, she is not going to help stop this trouble, she should let Albert know that people are sinister, lest he mess around with charms and hook up with beautiful girls.

Humph!

She didn't notice that the girls in the tent were all peeking at Albert.

Albert didn't know what the trouble Isobel was talking about until after dinner was over.

Two pretty girls from Boothbarton Witchcraft and Wizardry School took the initiative to talk to Albert, and smiled and invited him to visit Boothbarton Witchcraft and Wizardry School.

Albert even lost consciousness for a moment after seeing Alice's charming smile, but soon recovered, nodded and agreed, and suggested that everyone go together.

The charming smile on Alice's face gradually froze.

Albert’s proposal was good to several people. They had to wait here for a few more hours anyway, and Mrs. Maxim did not object, so she asked her students to take other people around and let them Admire the scenery of Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"My name is Mary, and Louise mentioned you in the letter. He said that you will definitely go to the competition and that you will deflate Alice."

Another French girl sneaked over to talk to Albert while Alice was fascinated by the two Durmstrang college boys.

"Maybe I already have a girlfriend." Albert said softly.

"I know, I don't mean anything else."

Mary's expression became more and more weird, and Isobel rolled her eyes and reminded: "You'd better be careful of Alice's charm. That woman is best at hooking up other boys with her charm, and then abandoning them after getting lost.

"I have faith in Albert."

"You speak French really fluently."

"Thank you."

Everyone strolled around the school and saw the fountain built by the Lemay couple at their expense. The statues of the uukanshu.com fountain are the young look of the Le Mays and they are named after them.

It is said that this fountain is a dating mecca for lovers of Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"I heard the legend of this fountain. It is said that the spring water has the effect of repairing and beautifying." Albert cast a searching look at Mary.

"That's just exaggerated rumors. If you don't believe it, just take a sip." Mary explained with a smile.

Albert took some water from the spring with a paper cup, took a sip, and felt no different from ordinary spring water.

After nine o'clock, everyone gathered around the school. Mrs. Maxim took out a cane and asked each of them to reach out and grab the cane, then took out a pocket watch from his pocket, and started the countdown, waiting for the door key to open. time.

When he counted one, Albert felt an unstoppable momentum pulling forward, and his feet flew off the ground.

There seemed to be countless scenes passing by, and Albert could not see clearly.

I don't know how long it took, Albert finally re-realized the feeling of his feet falling to the ground. No one fell, but it was not difficult to tell from the expressions on their faces that the trip with the door key was not pleasant.

"Couldn't they find a more gentle way?" Professor Slughorn grumbled, obviously disliked this way of traveling.

"Hogwarts, Boothbatten and Durmstrang's team."

The voice of a wizard rang near them.

Everyone appeared at the entrance of a village, at least it looked like a village.

Two wizards stood in front, one of them was holding a big gold watch, the other smiled and reached out to pick up Mrs. Maxim’s abduction, smiled and said to everyone: "Welcome to the magic garden."

Everyone looked up at the village in front of them, all a little confused.