Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

Aragog now misses the days when Hagrid was by his side very much. If he had known that he would meet Albert in the Forbidden Forest, he would have died in Hagrid's small cage and would not come out.

Albert warned Aragog repeatedly and left with peace of mind after hearing his assurance.

The practice of Animagus is very tedious, and there is no room for error. Once something goes wrong, everything will be lost and you have to start all over again.

Although he has not yet reached the final step, Albert already knows what he will change into.

Generally speaking, unless there is a particularly major change later, the wizard's patron saint and Animagus form are unified.

Albert's patron saint is the thunderbird, and he signed a blood contract with the thunderbird. Part of the blood of the thunderbird flows in his veins, and it cannot be other animals.

At the beginning, he would worry about whether the Animagus would suffer any unpredictable dangers as it was a magical animal, but as his understanding of the Animagus deepened, he put his worries behind him. .

The most important reason why a wizard's Animagus form cannot be a magical creature is because the magic power of the wizard and the magical creature does not match. Forcibly using Animagus will become indescribable.

It is said that the five-legged monster in the magical world (a highly dangerous carnivore with a special hobby for humans) has its body close to the ground and is covered with thick reddish-brown hair. The same kind of hair is also found on its five legs. It has a deformed foot at the end of its legs) is a terrifying creature that was created because the wizard Animagus failed to transform.

But Albert's situation is different from other wizards. His magic has the properties of thunderbird magic. Part of the thunderbird gene flows in his veins. There is no problem at all if he wants to become a thunderbird.

Early the next morning, when the sun had just risen, Albert took out his Thunderbird wand, pointed at his chest, and murmured a spell:

"Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus."

Although it was the first time he recited this spell, Albert could already feel the presence of another heart in his chest, beating more powerfully than his original one.

Looking in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, there was no movement. There was a group of Acromantulas guarding them, so there would be no problem with the bottles buried in the Forbidden Forest.

Albert had no classes today. After breakfast, he hid in the Room of Requirement, a room where potions and spells were practiced.

Now that his potion level has reached level 5, he can start to study some potion formulas, just like Snape did before, improving some things, and no longer has to follow the rules and only make potions according to the textbooks.

Although Snape's old potions textbook is very useful, Albert has to have dreams, otherwise what is the difference between him and salted fish?

Standing on the shoulders of giants, Albert was able to see further. What he has to do now is to become a giant again on the shoulders of this giant.

I'll drink a cup of energizing potion first. I won't eat at noon, so I'll just stay here for the whole day.

Albert burped. This vitality potion made him more hungry than coffee. It also provided the energy a person needed for the day. With proper replenishment, he could stay in his small room all day long. , is a must-have at home and a must-have medicine for travel.

"Powder narcissus root, mash it, add mugwort infusion, and get a dose of water of life and death."

"Well, is the powder used to increase the contact area with the mugwort extract for better reaction?"

Albert conducted a set of controlled experiments, and the results were as he had guessed. The more crushed the narcissus roots were, the better the quality and effect of the potion would be.

"Recover quickly!"

"Scabbers, I really want to thank you. Don't worry, Ron is watching Harry's training and has no time to pay attention to you."

Thanks to Scabbers, otherwise Albert wouldn't be able to intuitively see the effect of the potion.

【Ding!Peter Pettigrew's negative emotions +50! 】

Albert squeezed the mouse in one hand and held the wand in the other, controlling a ball of liquid to stuff into Spot's mouth.

"Last time, I came up with a new idea. I added a small amount of moonstone powder and reduced the proportion of narcissus root powder. I stirred it clockwise seven times to neutralize it and see what effect it has."

Moonstone has a calming effect, and Albert thinks that adding it can make people who take the potion fall asleep faster and have better effects.

After Peter the mouse drank the potion, Albert counted silently: "1, 2, 3..."

Within five seconds, Peter Pettigrew closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

"Bang!" Albert kicked him gently with the arch of his foot, and Pettigrew's mouse body was kicked around by Albert like a shuttlecock.

Sander grabbed Peter's small body with his claws and opened his mouth to swallow it. Fortunately, Albert reacted in time, and the red light of "Expelliarmus" hit Pettigrew, allowing him to escape from Sander's abyss.

"What are you doing? I haven't eaten for a long time, isn't it just a little mouse?"

Even Xander's Thunderbird Alert didn't notice that something was wrong with Pettigrew. You can imagine how hard Peter worked to play a mouse.

And in order to play the role of a mouse, his combat effectiveness was infinitely close to zero, and he voluntarily gave up the most fundamental ability of a wizard - magic power. This made Pettigrew swallow his anger even if he wanted to cut Albert into pieces.

Pettigrew: If you can't bear it anymore, bear it again, endure the peace and calm for a lifetime, and retreat hundreds of millions of steps into the vast sea and sky.

"You made a mistake this time. Look carefully and carefully with your wise eyes. This is not a mouse, it is an Animagus."

"Well, you humans are really evil. You should be a good primate and have to be a mouse." Sander said that he couldn't understand it. He threw the mouse Spots to Albert like a rag.

After several more attempts, Pettigrew still did not wake up. Albert nodded with satisfaction. The previous potions did not have this effect. It seemed that his idea was not wrong.

This improvement to a serving of Life and Death Water is just a small attempt made by Albert, and he will make more attempts in the future.

He must improve the taste of the potion without reducing its efficacy, and developed a life-extending potion with vampire blood as the main ingredient.

"Heal quickly, recover quickly, Banban, I have worked really hard on you today, but look, I asked you to keep running the roller wheel every day, and you have lost weight now..."

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The sky was getting dark and the sun was about to set. Albert once again put his wand against his chest and said: "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus"

Feeling the strong heartbeat again, Albert's eyes flashed with excitement. He packed everything into the suitcase, put a "Disguise Charm" on himself, and hurried towards the Forbidden Forest.