The Alchemist of Harry Potter

By the end of the class, everyone was covered in dirt with tired faces, as if they had just done hard work. By the time they returned to the castle to take a shower, changed into their robes, and hurried off to the Transfiguration class, the Gryffindor students were all late.

Professor McGonagall's face was not good-looking. After listening to the explanation, his face became better, but he still deducted five points from the Gryffindor students.

In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall asked everyone to review the important knowledge points of last semester, they need to turn a beetle into a button.

Compared to the exam that turned mice into ashtrays at the end of last semester, it's actually not that hard. However, most of the students can't do it. Maybe, after a summer vacation, this part of the knowledge has also gone out for the summer vacation, and it has not returned to their heads.

Lee Jordan's beetle ran around the table, but accidentally fell to the ground and was trampled by Albert, so he had to ask for another one. Professor McGonagall was not very happy.

Albert was again the most laid-back student on Transfiguration, and Professor McGonagall gave him five points for easily turning a beetle into a delicate silver button.

"I don't want you to give me back the knowledge you learned last semester just after the summer vacation." Professor McGonagall stared at Fred sternly and warned: "Mr. Weasley, if you continue to torture That poor beetle, I'll put you in confinement."

"Professor, we can't use magic during the summer vacation."

"I didn't expect you to come up with better insights, Miss Ford." The poor Gryffindor girl had folded her neck before Professor McGonagall's stern glance. So as not to keep up with the progress of the next course.”

"You should know that transfiguration is difficult. If you want to achieve good results in this area, you'd better put more effort into it."

"Got it." Everyone said in unison.

As for how much they know, it is unknown.

Before get out of class ended, Professor McGonagall stopped Albert and told him that there was a Transfiguration Club party in the evening.

Of course, as Albert expected, Katrina McDougall was also invited to the Transfiguration Club, one of the few students in the same class who was gifted in Transfiguration.

"If you don't know the exact location of Room 21, you can ask Mr. Anderson," Professor McGonagall told Katrina.

"Congratulations.

' Albert said to Katrina after Professor McGonagall left.

"Unexpectedly, isn't it?" Katrina raised her chin and asked, "I'm ready, when are you free, continue our bet from last semester."

"Don't you need to prepare again?"

"Didn't you forget, or did you want to... play tricks?" Katrina looked at Albert with scrutiny, trying to determine whether Albert was playing tricks on herself.

"Oh, of course not. It's just that I've been a little busy recently, how about a weekend?" Albert said after a brief consideration, "I need to prepare, ten questions are a bit difficult for me."

"You think I'll believe it?" Katrina said in a queer tone, "the rumor is that Albert Anderson is a liar, five out of ten are false, three are nonsense, two are it is true."

"Who said that." Albert said dissatisfied, "I am an honest person, yet people would call me a liar."

"Who knows." Katrina brought the topic back and said to Albert, "Remember to prepare ten Galleons, so don't say you don't have Galleons?"

"Don't worry, I'm definitely richer than you." Albert said with a smile, "By the way, do you know where the Transfiguration Club is meeting?"

"Know."

"Do you know the conventions of the Transfiguration Club?" Albert asked again.

"What convention?"

"Use the Transfiguration Spell to transform yourself into a chair." Albert reminded kindly, "If you have time, remember to take time to practice. Don't be unable to transform a chair, but it will become a joke."

"It's very simple." Katrina couldn't help raising her eyebrows, obviously not quite sure about this.

"That's it, if you don't understand, you can ask Isobel, she is also a member of the Transfiguration Club." Albert finished and was about to leave.

"Of course I know that Isobel is still a member of the Spell Club." Katrina asked inexplicably. "By the way, Professor Flitwick didn't invite you to join his Spell Club?"

"Not yet."

"That's weird," Katrina muttered. In fact, Katrina has already received an invitation from Professor Flitwick.

To a certain extent, Katrina is also a genius, but it is only a weakened version of Isobel. This hapless sister still cannot escape the brilliance of her genius sister.

"Maybe..." Albert suddenly said, "...It's because we haven't taken a spell class yet."

"You... hum, of course I know." Katrina snorted dissatisfied, turned and left.

Looking at Katrina's back, Albert couldn't help shaking his head, immediately quickened his pace, and went to the auditorium to meet with his roommates, and by the way, have lunch together.

When Albert entered the auditorium, Fred and George did not know what they were discussing, and Lee Jordan handed over a piece of parchment.

"For me?" Albert reached out and took the note that Lee Jordan handed him, and asked suspiciously, "Who gave it to me."

"The other party said it was Headmaster Dumbledore." Lee Jordan was also curious about what the Headmaster did to Albert's note.

"Principal?" Albert opened the note and glanced at the contents.

Dear Albert:

Hope to invite you to the principal's office at seven tonight for a cup of tea.

you are faithful

Albus Dumbledore

Also: I love mead.

"What did Dumbledore want you to do?" Fred asked suspiciously.

"Drink tea." Albert handed the note to Fred.

"Drinking tea?" After the three of them went over to read it, they were all dumbfounded. They didn't understand why the principal wanted Albert to drink tea?

"Very strange?" Albert asked.

"It doesn't seem strange to you," said George.

Last semester, Professor Broad often invited Albert to the office to drink tea, play chess and chat.

"However, what's going on today, how come everything has come together." Albert could naturally guess what Dumbledore was doing to him.

By the way, is Hetok Dagworth going to get the gold card back from himself through Dumbledore?

Albert found this very interesting, and he didn't think Headmaster Dumbledore would let him hand over the gold card.

At least, Albert's first impression of Dumbledore was not bad.

"What about the selection of Quidditch players?" Fred asked suddenly.

"I can only say sorry to Charlie." Albert looked helpless and depressed, "The Transfiguration Club is also gathering at this time, why everything is crowded together."

"You've worked hard enough!" Lee Jordan looked at Albert with sympathy, and when he saw the other person get up, he asked inexplicably, "What are you going to do?"

"Find someone to give Professor McGonagall a message." Albert said and walked to Ravenclaw's table, came to Katrina's side, and told her about it.

Katrina looked at Albert with weird eyes, and muttered, "You guys are really unreliable?"

"You were the first to say I was unreliable." Albert spread his hands and said, "If you don't know where Classroom 21 is, I'll take you there after lunch."

"Okay!" Katrina really didn't know. When she said she knew, she actually meant that Isobel knew, but she did not refuse Albert to lead her way.

When Albert returned to the Gryffindor table, he saw Fred talking to Charlie about himself.

"Headmaster Dumbledore asked you for tea?" Charlie asked with a messy expression.

"Sorry Charlie, I have too many things." Albert looked apologetically, "I might also join Professor Flitwick's Charms Club, so I'm sorry about Quidditch, and I Think you're the Seeker for Gryffindor."

Charlie was stunned for a moment and forced a smile. He understood Albert's implication and sighed helplessly, "Okay, I see, I'll keep the alternate Seeker position for you."

After speaking, Charlie patted Albert on the shoulder, turned and walked away.

"I didn't expect you to refuse." Lee Jordan looked at Albert in surprise. "I think you're a good fit for the Seeker position. You fly so well."

"It can only be said that there is no way to do it." Albert spread his hands helplessly and said, "Purpose privileges will destroy the unity of the team."

"What if there is a coincidence between the Gathering Club and the Transfiguration Club?" Fred asked curiously.

"It's time to talk." Albert is very interested in the spell club, because he also likes "saving trouble" magic.

"That's right, you haven't joined the Spell Club anyway." George mumbled, "By the way, there is such a club at Hogwarts?"

"Yes." Albert nodded, "Actually, Hogwarts also has a wizarding card club."

"Why don't I know." Lee Jordan was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a while.

"Stupid, just the four of us." Fred couldn't help covering his face.

"I don't remember when I joined," said Lee Jordan.

"Don't you want to? That's fine." Albert asked pretending to be astonished.

"Who said I didn't want to, when did we set up this club?" Lee Jordan muttered.

"Just now."

"just?"

"That's right, just now." Fred looked like you didn't know.

"Just now." George nodded in agreement.

"What's the class in the afternoon?" Lee Jordan hurriedly changed the subject.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," George said immediately. "Don't change the subject."

"Another section on the history of magic," Fred added, "hope the new professor is as interesting as Professor Broad was last term.

"I remember fighting Boggart?" Lee Jordan continued.

"Battle, don't you think this word is very inappropriate?" Albert shook his head and said, "At most, let us know how to drive Boggart, instead of being scared away or stunned by it."

"You must know how to deal with Boggart, right." George suddenly said.

"Yes, it's written in the book," Albert said honestly. "The spell is hilarious."

"Say, did you eat the entire Dark Forces: Self-Defense Guide?"

"You actually found out." Albert looked at George in mock surprise.

"A little more sauce, right?" Lee Jordan had an expression I'd known for a long time.

"Don't steal my lines." Albert complained resentfully.

Several people couldn't help laughing when they heard the words.