Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

Dear Mr. Stone Cape, hello.

You have been invited to participate in this International Youth Alchemy Exchange Competition.

This competition is held every four years, starting on December 17th and ending on January 17th of the following year.

Attendees come from magic schools around the world, and you will participate in three rounds of competition, namely the preliminary round, the knockout round and the final. And thanks to the guarantee of Mr. Albus Dumbledore, you have been exempted from the first round of the competition and will go straight to the elimination round.

"Wait a minute." When he saw this, Stone raised his head and looked at Dumbledore, "Go straight to the second round?"

"Oh, I am the chairman of the International Alchemy Association, so I must have some privileges."

"Does this count as a back door?" Stone hesitated.

"No, the rules of the first round of the competition are to submit completed works to the competition committee for evaluation. The projector you modified can definitely pass, but... do you really want to hand it over? "

"That's fine."

After all, the projector is a Muggle product. Although with Dumbledore here, there is a high probability that no one with a short-sighted mind will cause trouble, but sending it to participate in the competition is still a bit excessive.

Stone continued reading the letter.

There is a long section of rules for the competition, followed by a list of judges.

And the first column of the judges list was written with a name that I had just heard.

——Nicholas Flamel!

Was this Nico Flamel an alchemist? Judging from his position, he is still a prestigious alchemist master.

Now, I have a reason to participate in this competition.

He continued to look down and soon saw what he was most looking forward to.

If Nico Flamel gave Stone a reason to participate in the game, the last sentence directly nailed Stone's idea.

——The champion will be rewarded with five hundred gold galleons!

"how to get to?"

Hearing Stone's words, Dumbledore showed a 'sure enough' look in his eyes and said:

"You can go home for Christmas first. Officials from the Ministry of Magic will notify you."

"Understood." Stone put away the envelope solemnly.

This is no ordinary paper, this is a participation certificate, which is gold galleons! Even if you don't win the championship, the runner-up and third runner-up will still get bonuses!

After returning to the dormitory, Stone put away all his unfinished things and concentrated on reading books, language books.

The venue of the competition is in Cairo, where Arabic is spoken, and the contestants come from all over the world. In addition, the content of the next two rounds of competition has not been released, and the language barrier will be a disadvantage.

While he was concentrating on studying linguistics, Hogwarts entered December. Finally, one morning, the castle was covered with several feet of snow.

Stone also walked out of Ravenclaw Tower and walked outside.

"Hey! Stone, watch your move!"

Hermione's voice came, followed closely by a snowball the size of a baseball.

"Heh." Stone swung out the baseball bat and swung it hard.

"boom!"

The snowballs turned into scattered flowers all over the sky. The snowflakes floated down and landed on Stone, feeling ice-cold.

"Hahahaha——" Hermione in the distance pointed at Stone and laughed.

"Alas..." Stone also laughed stupidly at his childish behavior. He shook his head, shook off the snowflakes on his head, and made a snowball with his backhand, "Bold Hermione, suffer death!"

... ...

After a scuffle, Stone and Hermione's clothes were covered with condensed ice crystals. Not only the two of them, but all the first-year students who participated in the 'war' were shivering with cold when they entered the castle.

When entering the classroom, Professor Flitwick thoughtfully used magic spells to dry everyone's clothes.

The warmth returned to the body again, and the students noticed the fir tree standing on the podium, with colored lights and countless small shiny icicles hung on it.

The wall behind them was also covered with decorations such as ribbons and mistletoe.

Christmas is coming.

Seeing such a scene, the students had no intention of going to class, so Flitwick simply stopped teaching and let the students practice their favorite spells individually.

This sentence actually means that you can move freely as long as you don't leave the classroom.

Hermione was the first to leave her seat, skipping to the opposite side, grabbing Anthony and pulling him out, and sat next to Stone.

She looked at the decorations hanging from the ceiling again, then dragged Stone and moved them under a mistletoe.

Stone looked at Hermione, then at the little flower above his head, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Will staying under this thing bring good luck?"

"Emm..." Hermione shrank into her scarf and nodded heavily, "Yes!"

"Oh - thank you then."

"You're welcome." Hermione blushed and muttered in a low voice, "Stupid Stone..."

"what?"

"Nothing!" Hermione shook her head in panic, quickly changed the subject, and said:

"I haven't seen you recently. Are you doing something new again?"

"No, I'm learning the language and going to a foreign country for Christmas."

"Are you going to travel? Where are you going? I also want to travel during my vacation!"

"No, I'm going to compete."

"Oh..." Hermione's eyes showed a trace of disappointment, but she quickly realized Stone's words, "Competition? Alchemy competition?"

"Yes." Stone nodded, "Speaking of this, I also want to apologize to you. According to Principal Dumbledore, you are not an idiot in the alchemy class."

"..." Hermione looked at Stone expressionlessly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Stone chuckled.

He said these words just to amuse Hermione, which worked well, but if he continued, he might annoy her.

"By the way." Stone changed the subject, "What have you been doing lately?"

"I'm looking for news about Nico Flamel." Hermione sighed, "For Principal Dumbledore's name to appear at the same time, it means that he must also have made great achievements, but we have searched through "Twenty" "The Great Wizard of the Century", his name was not found."

"That's it." Stone knocked on his desk and said, "Don't look for it. When I get back at Christmas, I should be able to find out what's going on."

"Why?" Hermione asked confused.

"Because... I won't tell you."

Regarding the Gryffindor trio, although Dumbledore released a signal of letting go, he was still mainly protective. Since he didn't say anything, Stone couldn't say directly. He has to first figure it out and judge the danger of the information before he chooses whether to reveal it.

"Humph!" Hermione pouted, "Forget it if you don't say anything."

"Haha, don't look pitiful." Stone said ruthlessly: "This is of no use to me."