The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The latest website: Professor Smith came to find himself, obviously there are other things.

After leaving the hall, the two walked along the corridor to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office on the second floor. After entering, Professor Smith said directly: "Mr. Sierra Harris has asked me to pass on the invitation letter to you, if you are free during the Christmas holidays."

With that, Professor Smith handed Albert a roll of parchment with a purple ribbon.

"Mr. Harrisis' invitation letter?" Albert took the parchment, glanced at the wax seal on it, and asked with a slight frown, "Why didn't he mention this to me in the letter in advance."

"I suggest you open the invitation first and see what's written in it," suggested Professor Smith. "Maybe, Mr. Harrisis just wanted to surprise you. "

In fact, Professor Smith was also a little surprised. He knew Harris, and his achievements in alchemy were related to Harris, so when the other party asked him to help hand over the invitation, he was surprised, but he didn't. Ask more.

"It seems that Mr. Harrisis is really optimistic about you, and I suggest you accept the invitation." Professor Smith suggested.

Albert opened the parchment and quickly glanced at the contents:

Albert:

I dare say that you will be surprised when you receive this invitation. January 13th is a special day, a rare opportunity, and I hope to invite you to...  

Waiting for your owl.

you are faithful

Sierra Harris

January 13th... a special day?

Albert's expression suddenly became a little weird. He handed the parchment to Professor Smith so that the other party could see the contents, "Do you know what Mr. Harrisis is referring to on special days?"

"A party!" Professor Smith explained mysteriously: "I have attended several times. As for the specific party, you will know when you go there."

"Isn't it a birthday party?" Albert asked tentatively, although he thought the possibility was very low, he couldn't help but ask.

"Birthday party,

of course not. "Professor Smith was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You will naturally know when you go. "

"Well, it's an alchemy-related party. Such an opportunity is rare. I suggest you not to refuse." Professor Smith asked suddenly. "By the way, are you going home for the Christmas holidays?"

"Well, I'm going back to spend the holidays with my family," Albert said.

"Then you'd better get in touch with Mr. Harris, and see how you will get there. If you can't, book a Knight Bus." Professor Smith thought about it and gave Albert some advice.

"Are you going to participate too?" Albert asked tentatively.

"No, I haven't received an invitation for several years." Smith shook his head and said, "Also, I rarely focus on this aspect. It stands to reason that it should be impossible to receive an invitation at your current age. Yes. Of course, there are exceptions."

"Thank you, I know, I will contact Mr. Harris." Albert thanked Smith again, and shoved the invitation letter into the pocket of his robe, ready to go back to continue participating in the activities of the Wizard Card Club.

However, at this moment, Professor Smith stopped him again.

"Although I am a little embarrassed to disturb your club party, I have other things to tell you." Professor Smith greeted Albert to sit down, "What would you like to drink, milk tea?"

"Milk tea." Albert nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"

Professor Smith waved his wand, and two cups of hot milk tea appeared out of thin air, one of which floated in front of Albert.

"Have you heard of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Professor Smith asked after taking a sip from the teacup.

"The legend of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Albert couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Of course, he knew about the legend of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, the entrance and the method of opening the Chamber of Secrets, and he knew that there was a Basilisk hidden in the Chamber of Secrets. Confused Hogwarts, and was eventually killed by Harry Potter with the Sword of Gryffindor.

"It is said that Salazar Slytherin built an underground building at Hogwarts that only he and those who have passed him can enter."

"But...that's just a legend, isn't it?" Albert asked rhetorically: "The principals of Hogwarts must have investigated this matter, unless they deliberately concealed it, otherwise..."

"No, they can't find the entrance, and even if they do, they can't get in, so they can't prove the existence of the secret room." Professor Smith shook his head and explained: "However, about fifty years ago, Slytherin's secret room was opened. One time, a student died because of it. According to legend, there was a terrifying monster in the Chamber of Secrets that existed to purge the school of those Muggle-born students. You know, Salazar Slytherin hated hemp Melon-born student."

"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert looked at Professor Smith inexplicably, and he wanted to know why the other party told him this.

Professor Smith did not answer, but said to himself: "However, about the legend of Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, there is another unknown saying that Salazar Slytherin secretly secreted in the Chamber of Secrets. Research and test black magic, and keep all the black magic he masters in the Chamber of Secrets."

"You want the black magic in the secret room?" Albert's expression became even more weird. As far as he knew, there seemed to be nothing else in the secret room except the basilisk. Could it be true?

"No, I'm just telling you about the legend of the Chamber of Secrets." Professor Smith shook his head, "I didn't even want to go to find Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."

"Why did you tell me?" Albert asked tentatively, remembering Ravenclaw's treasure trove of knowledge, "Do you think Slytherin is not the only one in the Big Four who left a secret room at Hogwarts?"

"Yes." Professor Smith grinned. "Remember those ancient runes I showed you last time?"

"Well. I remember."

"It was an ancient rune found in the back room left by Ravenclaw." Professor Smith continued, "I accepted Dumbledore's invitation to return to teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School, mainly because for this."

Albert stared into Smith's eyes, and he felt that the other party was lying, or not completely telling the truth.

"Why are you telling me these things?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Because I can't open the entrance to the secret room." Professor Smith sighed helplessly, "When the Big Four designed their own secret rooms, they would use various methods to protect the secret rooms, so that people would not easily enter. Only those who are allowed can enter."

"Professor Brod returned to Hogwarts to teach last year for this reason?" Albert asked pretending to be surprised.

"Well, I think so, but Mr. Broad obviously didn't find the entrance to the secret room." Professor Smith spoke with a hint of schadenfreude.

"You told me that you hope I can help you find a way to get in?"

"Yes." Professor Smith nodded.

"Although I'm a little flattered when you say that, but... I'm only a second-year student." Albert hesitated for a while, then continued: "Have you looked for Isobel?"

"Isobel, she knows about it, her father and I are good friends!" Professor Smith continued with a trace of nostalgia on his face, "However, she is obviously not as good at ancient runes as you are, and she suggested me Find your help, although you are not a Ravenclaw student, but knowledge and wisdom are not divided between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor."

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