The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After Harry Potter, who was unconscious, was carried away on a stretcher by Dumbledore, Mrs. Hooch, who fell from the sky, blew the whistle and announced the end of the game. The Hufflepuff team caught the Golden Snitch and won the Quidditch match.

　　 As for Diggory's proposal to play another game, it was rejected by Mrs. Hooch.

　　 Harry Potter's life or death is unknown, and the Gryffindor team suffered another disastrous defeat, which is undoubtedly good news for Slytherin College.

On the way back to the castle, Albert even saw Malfoy, who was almost mad with his big umbrella, taking off the bandage on his arm, imitating the appearance of Harry Potter falling from a broomstick. , A few people around me laughed with Ben.

　　 "It's ugly," Isobel said softly.

　　 Under the circumstance that most people thought Harry Potter was dead, he could still make jokes about him. I really don’t know how much hatred the two sides had.

　　 To be honest, this kind of person is either stupid, bad, or stupid and bad.

　　Many Gryffindor students glared at Malfoy after seeing them, but no one went up to beat him, which disappointed many onlookers.

"It's normal for a kid who is completely spoiled by his family to do this kind of thing." Albert is not surprised at all. There are many similar guys in Slytherin College. If this kind of person does not experience the ups and downs of life, it is very normal. It's hard to have a day of awakening.

　　 However, Malfoy's ugly face made Albert feel disgusted. He quietly raised his hand towards Malfoy who was laughing, and the corners of his mouth shook slightly.

　　 The big umbrella played by the three of them was blown away by a sudden gust of wind, and the torrential rain instantly poured down from the top of the head, pouring Malfoy and his two little friends into soup chickens.

　　 "Hahahahaha!"

　　 Seeing Malfoy's embarrassed appearance, the Gryffindor students made no secret of the gloat on their faces and couldn't help but laugh.

　　 In the laughter of everyone, the three of Malfoy had to bow their heads and hurried to the castle.

　　 Once upon a time, Malfoy laughed at Harry Potter like those Gryffindor students laughed at him, but he never thought that the day when the laughed person would become himself.

　　Although the three of Malfoy are very embarrassed, Albert still has no intention of letting them go.

　　 So, the three people running towards the castle accidentally stepped on the slip, and fell directly into the mud. They also drank a big mouthful of muddy water in their mouths. They were dirty and unlucky, causing more students around to laugh.

　　 "Deserve it, disgusting guy."

　　 The entire portrait of George, who was fished out of the water, spat aside contemptuously, with unconcealed malice on his face.

　　 Fred has taken out his wand, ready to stop the three hapless men in front of him, so that they can wake up in the rain.

　　 "Leave them alone, let's go to the school hospital." Alia grabbed Fred and urged.

　　 "Is Albert going together?"

　　 "The school hospital can't squeeze so many people, Madam Pomfrey will definitely be angry." Albert softly comforted: "Don't worry, Potter will be fine."

"See you."

　　 The Quidditch team hurried back to the castle to visit Harry in the school hospital, leaving Albert and Isobel to stroll leisurely in the heavy rain.

　　 "When did you master the wandless magic?"

　　 Isobel was very surprised to see Albert using wandless magic. Although she had guessed that Albert could use wandless magic, she did not expect to use it so skillfully. If it weren't for walking with Albert, it would be difficult for her to find Albert secretly using magic to punish the three of Malfoy.

　　 "I have been practicing." Albert did not lie, he did practice the wandless magic for a long time, and he could barely use some simple magic.

　　 However, being able to use wandless magic as skillfully as it is now is really thanks to the selfless contribution of the black guy in Vagado.

　　 After Albert successfully completed the task of "framing Vagado players", he designated the skill of Wandless Magic from his skill panel.

　　 Before that, Albert thought that wandless magic was not a skill, but an advanced use of spells, but he obviously made a mistake in his judgment.

　　 After acquiring the wandless magic skill, Albert directly invested some experience and raised it to level 3. After simple training and familiarity, he was able to skillfully use some simple magic without a wand.

　　 As for using profound magic like the patron saint curse without a wand, Albert could not do it. He suspected that even Dumbledore could not do it to such an extent.

　　 After mastering the wandless magic, Albert's strength has improved a lot.

　　Wandless casting and silent casting are simply powerful weapons for Yin people.

　　 Most wizards will not deliberately guard against a wizard who does not hold a wand, just like ordinary people will be wary of a person with a gun.

　　 This means negligence.

　　 There is a saying that is very good, no matter how powerful a wizard, a coma spell can be brought down by accident.

　　 At the beginning, the black Vagadu guy relied on this trick, and he tried his best. If Albert hadn't noticed the panel task, he might have been knocked out.

　　As soon as the two returned to the front hall, they noticed Professor Flitwick approaching here, still holding the remains of the flying broomstick in their hands.

　　 "Professor Flitwick, is that Harry Potter's flying broomstick?" Albert stopped in the hall and waited for Professor Flitwick to come over.

"Yes, after Potter's flying broomstick was blown away by the wind, it hit the beating willow." Professor Flitwick said helplessly, "His luck is not very good. If it is only blown away by the wind, he can still use it. Feilai curses recall, but the broom has become this look, I'm afraid it will have to be replaced with a new broom."

　　 "What happened to the group of dementors? Has the Ministry of Magic lost control of the dementors?" Albert asked knowingly.

　　 Isobel took a deep look at Albert, and silently took out his wand to help the three of them clean up the water stains on their bodies.

"They are hungry. However, the principal has already dealt with this matter. I don't think similar things will happen again in the future." Professor Flitwick smiled approvingly at the two most satisfied students: "I just did everything. I see it, it's amazing. Few people can master the real patron saint curse at this age."

　　 "Professor Flitwick, do you need me to help you take the wreckage of the broomstick to Harry?" Albert changed the subject. "I was just about to go to the school hospital to visit him."

　　 "Then I will trouble you." Professor Flitwick handed the remains of the flying broomstick to Albert and left.

　　 "It really made me insightful."

　　 "It's not the first day you met me."

"See you tonight."

　　Isabel knows that Albert needs to comfort his group of friends, so she happens to want to go back and change into clean and comfortable clothes.

When Albert was about to go to the school hospital, suddenly an owl flew into the entrance hall and immediately attracted his attention. He had encountered this kind of thing too many times. The owl really hovered over his head for a while. After throwing a letter at Albert's feet, it flew away.

　　 Albert bent over to pick up the envelope and walked towards the school hospital.

　　As soon as he entered the school hospital, Albert saw Madam Pomfrey who was instructing the mop to clean the mud on the ground. The head nurse was obviously upset that someone had soiled the school hospital floor.

　　 "Professor Flitwick asked me to bring the wreckage of Potter's broomstick, how is he?"

　　 "It's okay, but I'm still in a coma. The dementors have a great influence on those who can't stand the touch." Madam Pomfrey was kind to Albert, "Go in, they're all inside."

　　 Albert nodded slightly towards Madam Pomfrey, and walked towards the school hospital, where Gryffindor Quidditch players were surrounding Harry's bed.

　　 Ron and Hermione are also here, all wet.

　　 "Is Potter awake?" Albert asked.

　　 "Not yet, what are you holding?" Fred stared curiously at the backpack in Albert's hand.

　　 "Potter's broom,"

Albert put the backpack with the fragments of the flying broomstick on the ground and explained, "Professor Flitwick just took the broom back and I heard that he hit a willow. You know that the willow tree has a bad temper. So...it’s a pity that Light Wheel 2000 has become like this and cannot be repaired. Potter must buy a new broom. By the way, why didn’t Wood come?

　　 "He is probably still in the rain." Angelina said helplessly, "Probably I am very upset about this failure. He has always hoped to win another championship for Gryffindor."

"Wood really loves Quidditch. He will probably join the team after graduation!" Albert understands Wood's thinking very well. "By the way, if you don't want to catch a cold, you'd better go back and change your clothes before coming over. I just asked Madam Pomfrey, Potter fainted only when he was under the influence of the Dementor."

　　 "At that time, I was really scared."

"You should trust the ability of the professors. If you really fell off the broomstick, they will also recite a shock absorption curse for you in time. Nothing will happen." Albert waved his wand and transformed a bunch of Conesy on the vase. He patted Alia on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be sad, we will win the championship."

　　 "This is the best news I have heard." George muttered.

　　 "See you later."

　　 After Albert returned to the common room, he heard many students talking about dementors. After he appeared, a group of people surrounded Albert and asked him how to drive away the dementors.

　　 "The Guardian Mantra is a more difficult mantra to master."

　　 In the face of everyone's inquiries, Albert did not hide himself, and taught the students in the common room how to use the patron saint curse.

　　 "You are not afraid that they can't learn it, so do you blame you for deceiving them?" Lee Jordan is not optimistic about those people. The three of them haven't mastered it thoroughly after learning for so long, let alone others.

　　 "Will you blame me if you can't master the patron saint curse?"

　　 Albert took out the new clothes from the closet and put on himself, then took out the letter from Bud to himself from the pocket of his robe, opened the envelope and began to read the contents.

　　 "Don't tell me, some people are so inexplicable." Lee Jordan noticed something wrong with Albert's expression, and asked questioningly: "What happened to that letter?"

　　 "Look at it for yourself!" Albert handed the letter to Lee Jordan and said, "Remember not to say it."

　　 After reading the letter, Lee Jordan looked at Albert in disbelief, lowered his voice and asked, "Does the Minister of Magic have any enemies with you?"