The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The rain is getting heavier, and the scene in front of you becomes blurred in the rain curtain.

Albert drew his wand into an umbrella and silently lifted it over Isobel's head. The red-haired girl turned her head, and the two met each other's eyes and smiled.

Albert secretly reached out to grab the warm and tender little hands. At that moment, he could vaguely feel the master of those hands shaking slightly, and slowly spread his hands to clasp his fingers.

The two walked into the rain curtain hand in hand.

Albert felt that he should say something. There is still a long way to go from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade. It is not a good idea to remain silent along the way.

"Do you know? I just started to learn Summoning, but it was actually to make an umbrella when it rained." Albert talked about his original purpose of learning Summoning, and now I think about it carefully. It's funny, but it's undeniable that after learning it, it really saves you the trouble of carrying an umbrella.

"To save trouble?"

Isabel covered her mouth and chuckled, but felt that Albert's words made sense. In fact, she learned the spell herself, and a large part of it was for this reason.

At this time, some whispers overwhelmed the sound of rain, distracting the two of them.

Some students passed by the two of them, presumably after noticing Albert and Isabel, they slowed down and talked quietly next to them.

After all, the two geniuses at Hogwarts got together for a date, which would be something that everyone can discuss for a long time.

More and more students passing by slowed down, trying to eavesdrop on what Albert and Isabel were talking about, but these people were destined to be depressed. The conversation between Albert and Isabel did not avoid them at all, but also No need, because other people simply don’t understand.

Yes, the two are talking in ancient magic texts, listening to other people's ears, it's almost... hell!

"I like the surprised look on their faces." Isabel said with a smile. "A lot of people want to listen to our gossip news. You know, most girls have long tongues."

"I think they will know we are dating soon." Albert didn't care much about this. Of course, he also doesn't like to be a topic of small talk.

"I will tell them that I just find someone to practice ancient magic texts." Isabel's remarks did not actually lie, they are indeed using ancient magic texts to communicate.

"I don't think people will believe such a lame excuse." Albert raised the hand holding Isobel and said gently: "We just had bad luck and were not assigned to a grade."

To be honest, a fifth-grade girl finds a boy who is two years younger than her to be her boyfriend, and sometimes it is easy to attract criticism from people.

There are actually many girls who are jealous of Isabel's talent, and Albert's own aura is too strong, so strong that a lot of girls are attracted by him.

Excellent, rich, handsome, well-known, and gentle personality, no matter how you look at it, are the best boyfriend choice.

"Many girls are actually at work with vanity and curiosity." Albert said calmly, he didn't think he was a fanatic.

"If you were told by them, you would be very sad when you judge them like this!" Isobel laughed, but did not deny this, because he is a natural photographer and understands this better than Albert.

This topic accompanied them all the way out of school.

Then, the topic of the two people's small talk turned to when they first met.

"At that time, I was really surprised." Isabel said.

"Do you mean age?"

Isabel shook his head.

"Because I found the location of the classroom?"

It is said that all students who join the Transformation Club for the first time need someone to lead the way to find the location of the classroom.

Isabel shook his head.

"I dare you to say that you must have used Sentry on me?" Albert raised his eyebrows.

"It's just a little curiosity." Isabel does not deny this. "Sometimes he does it involuntarily, but it is not pleasant to read other people's thoughts. Most people are not as they are on the surface. You will find the surrounding People are lying. But I was very happy at the time."

"What are you happy about?" Albert asked with a smile.

"This is my own little secret." Isobel stopped, turned around and put his index finger on his lips.

"Little secret, well, everyone will have their own little secret." Albert handed the umbrella to Isabel and took out the flying broom from the deformed lizard's leather bag.

"Let's go around on a broomstick!" Albert proposed. Due to frequent rains in October, the road to Hogsmeade was muddy and difficult to walk.

"Wuhen Stretching Curse?"

"Well, before that, we need a little disguise." When Albert took the wand and put away the umbrella, Isobel had already used his wand to conjure another umbrella.

Albert used the Illusion Charm on the two, he didn't want to be watched by others.

"This is the first time I've been riding a broomstick with someone else!" Isobel smiled horizontally on the broomstick, stretched out his hand to embrace Albert's waist, and raised the umbrella over their heads with the other hand.

"let's go."

Sweeping the six stars leisurely flew towards Hogsmeade.

"Actually, I also fly well."

"Then you will take me next time." Albert didn't ask why you didn't join the Quidditch team. Isobel's situation is probably the same as him. He likes flying but doesn't want to train in Quidditch. Time wasting on.

"Right, something..." Isobel leaned his head on Albert's back and said softly, "Does Katrina seem to like you a little bit?"

"Why do you think so?" Albert was silent for a moment and asked calmly.

"Probably... intuition, she herself probably didn't realize that she likes to worship you like most girls." Isabel's tone was very calm, with a hint of helplessness.

"It seems that we are really alike!" Albert said with a smile, "I also have a younger sister who loves her very much, but she has also lived in my shadow from the beginning. Fortunately, she is a numb melon."

"You don't want your sister to come to the magic world?"

"I don't want her to be involved in a dispute between wizards. I only hope that she can marry someone she likes and live a happy life." Albert said gently. He felt that Isabel’s thoughts were similar to his own, and hoped that his sister could find someone she likes and spend her life happily.

"I heard that you want to make two or three girlfriends?" Isabel said suddenly.

"That is a cruel reality."

"brutal reality?"

"Many girls and boys are just trying to get a sense of freshness, and they will break up after a while."

Isabel did not refute that this phenomenon does exist and is very common.

"I'm more greedy, and I hope to find a girlfriend with a similar personality, and spend my life together." Albert said gently.

"For the rest of your life, do you really dare to say it?" Isabel doesn't actually hate Albert's words. She closed her eyes and murmured, "It's just that, who would know about this kind of thing?"

Riding a flying broom is far more comfortable and convenient than walking to Hogsmeade Village.

Before reaching Hogsmeade, Albert stopped the broomstick.

Isobel gracefully stepped down from the broomstick, looked at Albert, who had swept the six stars, and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

After lifting the phantom curse on the two of them, he smiled and said, "Madame Pattif Teahouse?"

"You must have been to Hogsmeade Village."

"why would you say so?"

"Most boys don't pay much attention to the teahouse on the side road. Only couples who are looking for a date will consider it."

"Why can't it just ask someone for news?" Albert asked with interest.

"You are very familiar with Hogsmeade's performance, and you can't do that with dictation alone." Isobel put away his wand, and re-ceded the right to give the lady an umbrella to Albert.

"I have indeed been here a few times. I came here with friends. There are several secret roads from the school to the outside." Alberta took Isobel back to the road, and soon they came to the entrance of the village.

The streets of Hogsmeade were relatively deserted. There were no pedestrians to stop and chat. Everyone was hurried to the place where they were going.

The two of them walked along the street, and finally turned into the side road opposite the pig's head bar, where there was a small pink teahouse.

"Mrs. Petitfu Teahouse." Albert read the name on the sign softly.

The host here has undoubtedly passed the romantic period, even Albert, who thinks he is not very romantic, feels this way.

However, Mrs. Pattef’s teahouse is still one of the hogwarts dating mecca.

"Penello suggested that I bring you here." Isabel said softly. Albert followed her gaze and saw a red-haired Percy Weasley, the Gryffindor’s The prefect is chatting with a girl with long curly hair.

That girl is probably the Penello that Isabel said!

However, the two people over there were very engaged in chatting, and they didn't notice them.

There were only a few of their customers in the room, with plenty of seats to choose from, and the two sat down next to the foggy window, a distance from Percy's table.

"What are the two important points?" Mrs. Padif, who was fat, came over.

"Two cups of milk tea, please." Isabel said.

"If this place is renovated, I think many couples will be willing to come." Albert looked around and mumbled. The shop is really small and the decorations are not very good, making him wonder if the taste of most wizards is just like this.

He couldn't help wondering if the store had closed without a couple from Hogwarts.

Isobel didn't pay attention to Albert's complaints. He propped his chin with one hand and asked with the ancient magic text, "I'm curious, why did you reject it last time?"

Albert sat next to Isabel, kissed her, thought for a while and said, "Last time, I thought it was a bit too early."

Although asking Isabel’s birthday at that time did have some other meaning, Albert thought it was too early at that time, but I didn’t expect Izabel to guess it at the first time.

"A lot of people are going to make do with us." He said helplessly: "In the beginning, I had this vague feeling. In fact, I still hate others to arrange my life."

"Well, you really found it!" Isobel didn't care about Madame Pattif's stunned look, and continued, "Actually, I hate it too."

"Geniuses always have their own pride."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Yes, geniuses have their own pride. They only accept what they think and choose, and what others impose, which will make them disgusted.

"After all, they are also smart people with far richer experience than ours. I admit that they may really do what they want, but it doesn't matter." Albert looked at Isabel's eyes and asked with a smile: "What about you? To be honest, it’s really strange that you had such thoughts last year."

"Why do you think that way?"

"In my impression, most girls are more reserved, and some even like to use a bunch of mess to test others."

"Reserved?" Isobel gently stirred the milk tea with a spoon, and said with a smile, "Reserved will only let the love that may be obtained slip away, and the human heart cannot withstand the test. It is a self-righteous idiot who thinks that way. What you want should be held in your hands quickly, so as not to be snatched or slipped away by yourself.

"It makes sense." Albert said with a smile, "it seems that I am also a popular item."

"Of course, you probably don't know that you are already the dream lover of most of the girls at Hogwarts." Isobel squinted and chuckled. "Before you, there is a good example. "

"Dumbledore?" Albert thought he was right.

"So I'll start first." Isobel was deliberately triumphant.

Isabel has a maturity far beyond his age, and Albert is very comfortable with her. After all, he has indeed gone to find his girlfriend for a lifetime.

"I don't think you're telling the truth." Albert said, this intuition comes from the mind-consciousness, and since he has this ability, he can also vaguely feel whether the other party is lying.

"Your psychic mind is more powerful than I thought." Isabel raised a finger and whispered, "This is my secret!"

"Okay! Women are beautiful because of mystery, and secrets make women more feminine." Albert reached out and grabbed Isabel's hand, changed back to English and said it again, because Izebel didn't seem to understand.

"Women are beautiful because of mystery, and secrets make women more feminine." Isabel repeated this sentence softly, seeming to like it very much.

"You don't mind letting me taste the secret taste!" Albert moved his face over.

...

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were late. When they searched the whole Hogsmeade and finally found Albert, they found that he was playing weird things with a girl who looked a lot like Katrina. Chatting in the language, looks very happy.

As for the scene of the two kissing, they did not see it.

What should I say?

After the two chatted for a long time, the topic gradually shifted to the exchange of ancient magic texts.

Percy took his girlfriend and left when the rain was getting smaller, otherwise he might have been made fun of after the twins appeared.

There are still several couples in the teahouse, but the two of them are talking in the language of Chiliquala, which looks strange in every way.

"Aren't they dating?"

"How would I know."

"You wait for me outside."

After paying the money, Albert looked at the three people who were pretending to be drinking tea next to him, and asked with a smile, "You don't want to disturb us?"

The three shook their heads together, indicating that they would not do that.

After warning his roommate, Albert left with Isobel.

They went to the Wenrenju quill pen shop together and bought quill pens and parchment. Albert bought two thick notebooks. He always wrote things, and his notes were not enough.

Before leaving, Albert also bought a shorthand feather pen.

"This thing is not as used as you think~www.NovelMTL.com~ When I left the Wenrenju quill pen shop, Isabel reminded me. "It always uses unrealistic sentences to automatically change your words. write it down. "

"I know, I hope I can crack its principle and recreate a shorthand quill." Albert made no secret of his purpose.

One day I cracked my shorthand quill pen, and then upgraded and improved it, it would not become my own thing.

"If you get it out, remember to give me one." Isabel said casually.

Next, they went to the Fengya brand wizard clothing store together, and together they picked a fine bronze checkered scarf. The feeling that the bronze color gradually became lighter looked really good.

When they walked out of the Fengya wizard clothing store with the wrapped scarves, they happened to meet Katrina and her female companion who were coming here.

"You..." Katrina looked at the two people in front of him in surprise, and asked stupidly: "Are you dating?"

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