The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 193

Noisy!
White smoke rose from the hot grill, and the air was filled with the smell of grilled meat.

A barbecue was going on outside Hagrid's hut.

Albert used food tongs to turn the beef on the grill, and the surface of the slightly marinated steak was slightly browned.

"Onions, lemons, and eggs." Hagrid put the ingredients on the table, took a bite of the freshly toasted bread on the plate, and stared at the steak that Albert was turning, feeling even hungrier.

Before, Hagrid felt that his cooking skills were pretty good, but now... he felt that he was just cooking food.

Albert picked up his wand, waved the onion lightly, used the cutting spell to slice it into thin slices, brushed it with dipping sauce, and put it down to roast together.

The eggs are beaten and fried in a pan, and finally put on the plate together with the grilled steak, served with grilled onion slices, fried eggs and a large spoonful of canned peanuts, a homemade grilled steak is complete .

"It smells delicious. It seems that the grilled steak still needs to be marinated." Hagrid couldn't wait to cut a large piece of beef for himself, and said with a bite.

"The main pleasure is actually to taste the food I cook, and I will have an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and accomplishment." In fact, Albert has cooking skills, but he has never deliberately upgraded them.After all, except for a few times at home, he doesn't need to cook by himself.

Albert cut a piece of beef and was about to stuff it into his mouth when he suddenly heard a familiar scream from a distance.

"and many more!"

Albert had already put the fork in his mouth, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. It was Fred and the others, and they were trotting over here.

"You, you guys are actually grilling steaks here?" Fred stared wide-eyed, looking at Hagrid and Albert who were enjoying the grilled steaks in disbelief.

Of course, Hogwarts also offers steak.It's just that when they saw Albert grilling steak here, they felt a little unbalanced.

"The taste is okay." Albert squeezed lemon juice on the steak, ate another piece, and then raised his head and asked, "Aren't you free to come over?"

"We came to deliver a letter to you, but we didn't expect to see you hiding here for a barbecue." George had a heartbroken expression on his face.

"I'm just dining here at Hagrid." Albert took a bite of the roasted onion, inserted the egg into his mouth with a fork, chewed and swallowed it before asking, "Where's my letter?"

"Here it is." George handed the letter to Albert.

"Strange, why didn't the owl deliver the letter directly to me?" Albert was a little puzzled, and raised his hand to take the letter from George.

"Professor Smith asked me to give it to you." George explained, staring at the cheese baked potatoes on the grill.

"If you want to eat, take it yourself, don't get burned." Hagrid felt a little funny, and told the three of them to sit down and eat. "Albert cooked it. I didn't even know his cooking skills were so good."

"Professor Smith?" Albert nodded in understanding, and after looking at the sender, he could probably guess what was inside.

"Aren't you going to take it apart and have a look?" Fred's mouth was full of baked potatoes with cheese.

"Oh." Albert thought for a while and opened the envelope. It was a letter from Serra Harrisis, expressing his willingness to communicate with Albert through letters. In the letter, he also introduced two books related to alchemy. related books.

"What's written in it?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Someone is willing to establish a friendly correspondence with me." Albert stuffed the letter back into his pocket and explained with a smile.

"Is it delicious?" George was more concerned about the taste of the grilled steak.

"It's okay." Albert responded, and continued to bury the food on the plate.

After Fred swallowed the baked potatoes, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect you to really know how to cook."

"Why not?" Albert said, "do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing."

After all, Herb and Daisy were lawyers, and there were times when they were too busy to take care of them.

"Great steak," Hagrid admired.He had already finished his portion, which was too small to satisfy Hagrid's appetite. There was also toast on the table, with bacon and cheese, and a small pot of oatmeal.

"I knew it earlier, we should have come to see you after lunch." Fred couldn't help complaining as he watched Albert stuff the last piece of beef into his mouth.

"That's right, it's time to go back. It's almost time for lunch." After greeting Hagrid, George greeted Fred and Lee Jordan to get up and leave.

"Goodbye, Hagrid." Albert greeted Hagrid, and then left with the three of them.

On the way back to the castle, George suddenly asked, "By the way, we saw you and Hagrid coming out of the Forbidden Forest just now."

"What are you doing in the Forbidden Forest?" Lee Jordan then asked.

"This... I promised Hagrid that I would not tell anyone else. If you want to know, you can ask Hagrid yourself." Albert knew that the three of them would not ask, otherwise they would have asked just now, no Wait until now to ask him.

"You actually kept it from us." Fred muttered dissatisfiedly.

"No way, who told me to promise Hagrid first." Albert shrugged helplessly.

"Okay." The three of them had no choice but to know that Albert didn't want to talk, so they didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, is there going to be a meeting of the Wizard Card Club this afternoon?" Lee Jordan was more concerned about this matter. He is now a loyal supporter of the Wizard Card.

"Well, there are not many people in the auditorium anyway." Albert said, "I have already made the original card."

With that said, Albert took out a few cards and handed them to the three, which were the cards of the four of them.

Fred and George are both wearing Quidditch uniforms and holding a broomstick, while Lee Jordan is wearing wizard robes, a wizard hat and a wand, and Albert himself is wearing a wizard costume. Holding a book and a wand.

"When were these photos taken?" George took his own card, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help asking.

"What do you think?" Albert smiled without saying a word.

"Are all cards like this in the future? Finally, it feels a bit formal!" Fred took the card and looked at it, very satisfied with his own card.

"What about the other cards?" Lee Jordan asked.

"I haven't made other cards yet. Do you think I really have so much time to spend on them?" Albert shrugged. "Besides, I don't have any photos of other people."

As for the portrait rights?

There's nothing like that in the wizarding world.

"I'll take this card!" George was about to stuff his own card into his pocket, but was stopped by Albert.

"This is not acceptable. The original cards must stay with me. These will be used as original cards in the future. I will use the transformation spell on them. Once the original card is modified, other cards will also change." Ai Burt explained.

"Can it still be like this?" Fred was surprised.

"Well, this spell was used in the Daily Prophet, didn't you find out?" Albert asked back.

Several people shook their heads in unison.

Although they knew that the contents of the Daily Prophet would sometimes change, they didn't know why.

"Then... how long will it take?"

"Who knows? At least I'll have to wait until I learn the Changing Curse." Albert thought about it carefully and said, "It is said that it is at the level of N.E.w.Ts. I guess it will take two or three years."

"Two or three years?" Li Qiaodan said weakly, "Two or three years, will you be able to reach N.E.w.Ts level?"

"Although it may be a bit arrogant to say this, it is actually not too difficult for me to graduate from Hogwarts with excellent grades." Albert said nonchalantly.

"You didn't go to Ravenclaw, it's really a big loss for them." George sighed again, "After all, you have such a brain, don't you?"

"It would be great if you could get more riddles correct than Katrina."

"You're overthinking." Albert glanced at Lee Jordan, and said rather speechlessly, "That's impossible. Compete with a person who guesses riddles every day. Do you think you can win?"

"Then why did you bet on riddles with her?" Fred was even more puzzled.

"I want to know how many kinds of riddles there are at the entrance of Ravenclaw, and what are the answers to these riddles." Albert said without thinking: "In the future, I might be able to sneak into Ravenclaw's common room .”

"I think you will be kicked out." Fred said.

"I think so, too," echoed George and Lee Jordan.

While the four were talking, they had already arrived at the castle. Just as they were about to pass through the hall, they heard hurried footsteps behind them.

Filch came quickly toward them.

"Dirty stuff! Dirt stuff everywhere, I'm done!" Filch shouted angrily, pointing at the muddy footprints on the ground.His eyes were bulging, the flesh on his face was trembling, and he looked scary, "I've had enough...killing chickens and monkeys...you four, follow me!"

"Cough cough, calm down, Mr. Filch." Albert took out his wand, waved his muddy footprints and boots lightly, the muddy footprints on the ground disappeared, and the mud on the boots also disappeared.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan looked at each other and used the Descaling Charm on their boots.

Unfortunately, they found that they could not completely clean the stain on it.

"How did you do it?" George couldn't help asking.

"The Vanishing Curse." Albert waved his wand to clean them up for them, and then said to Filch, who was stunned, "Can we go?"

Before Filch could answer, the four of them walked through the foyer into the auditorium, leaving Filch with a dazed face and other people who were going to watch the theater.When he came back to his senses, the four of Albert had already left.

Filch was trembling all over, and there were a few students watching the theater beside him, but unfortunately, they didn't know there was a word called "disaster", so two unlucky Hufflepuff students were made by Filch to make an example of them.

They wanted to do like Albert, but unfortunately, neither of them knew how to use the disappearing spell.

(End of this chapter)