The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"My body is very stiff."

Isobel tapped Albert with her fair and slender fingers, with a schadenfreude smile on her face, obviously recalling the painful time when she first practiced yoga.

"I'm not like you who practice yoga every day."

Albert was very helpless, letting Isobel fiddle with his arms, his body was indeed not as flexible as before. This is also impossible, even if Albert's yoga skills are at the second level, he can't reverse the situation of his body.

"That's because you've been lazy recently."

"No, it's because no one accompanies me to practice with me recently." After Albert went to school at Hogwarts, he temporarily gave up many of the habits he had acquired before, such as jogging and practicing martial arts, except for an egg and a glass of milk every morning. In addition, basically can not be preserved.

Sometimes, Hogwarts doesn't have eggs and milk every day.

Of course, another reason is that practicing by yourself is really boring, and it's not appropriate to be too maverick at Hogwarts.

After all, the habits of wizards and Muggles are not the same. Many wizards basically don't have other too formal sports except playing Quidditch. It depends entirely on one's physique and work.

"Then... If I ask you for a morning exercise in the future, you can't be lazy. That's it." Isobel smiled happily, apparently waiting for Albert's words here!

"Are you worried that I will grow old, not as handsome as I am now, and become a fat bald man with a beer belly." Albert joked with a smile, "However, I almost forgot one thing, the water quality in the UK is indeed very good. Poor, it is easy to lose hair after drinking for a long time.”

"Really." Isobel asked suspiciously.

"In Muggle terms, there are too many minerals in the water, and it usually needs to be boiled before drinking. However, for wizards, this should only be regarded as... a small problem." Albert seemed to think What, suddenly said: "This is a wake-up call for me. In the future, I can get a simplified version of the hair growth potion and sell it to the Muggles. It will definitely sell well."

"You're a clever one, but since the secrecy law, wizards and Muggles can't be too close." Isobel reminded, although she felt that Albert must have a way to avoid this problem, if he really did that.

"It's good to hide behind the scenes."

Albert said without hesitation: "The money in the Muggle world is still very useful. For example, you can buy the land of a certain village. In the Muggle world, many remote villages have been abandoned, and we can build a village of our own. village."

"You are very ambitious."

Isobel was dubious, she didn't doubt that Albert would do that, but this kind of thing probably had nothing to do with ambition.

"It's called planning ahead. Maybe we will have a lot of children at that time. Look at the Weasleys... ahem, I'm just joking, joking." Albert felt his waist being squeezed hard. , said quickly.

"By the way, the Fuling agent is almost ready..." Isobel's cheeks were slightly red, she didn't plan to have too many children.

"As expected of you, you succeeded once." Albert said with a smile.

"It went better than I expected."

Speaking of the Fuling Potion that had been boiled for six months, Isabel had a little emotion on his face. He originally thought that the Lucky Potion would be difficult to brew, but he did not expect it to be smoother than expected.

Of course, whether the Fuling agent can be cooked successfully depends on the final product.

Isobel didn't know that she felt very comfortable when brewing the Flux, but it actually came from the Flux recipe, which was a note that Albert copied from the Flux's skill panel. The thing itself It is more perfect and standardized than the existing fortune-telling formula in the magic world. In addition, Isobel's own potion level is very high, and it will feel very smooth to follow the formula step by step.

"Then I'll leave it to you." After kissing the **** the cheek, Albert stood up and moved his body. The yoga just hurt him.

"You just want to send me off?" Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with Albert's perfunctory attitude.

"Tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you." Albert also saw that Isobel was pretending, so he joked with a smile, "A grand wedding?"

"It's pretty much the same. However, I haven't made up my mind yet," Isobel picked up the wand on the table, tapped the cushion on the floor, put it in the cabinet, and looked sideways at Able, who was still moving. Te, suddenly said, "You said, can our wedding be simpler?"

"What's the matter?" Albert stretched out his arms to put his arms around him, and he saw the unease and anxiety in Isobel's eyes.

"Prophecy, and the timing is not good, and you are being targeted by mysterious people again." Isobel doesn't care much about the wedding of the two, nor does he care about other people's blessings. Anyway, there are already Lemay and his wife. of them have become witnesses to the marriage, and their family members and relatives are few and far between.

Even if there is no wedding, it doesn't matter. In Isobel's view, it's just a formality. She also knows that Albert's wedding is largely because he wants to give her a good memory.

If Isobel is the reason, even after Albert graduated, he can directly claim that they are married.

"We can make more preparations, and choose flexibly depending on the situation." Albert knew what Isobel was worried about, so he comforted, "Do a few more preparations, and even if you encounter something, you can calmly deal with it."

Isobel wasn't worried about Albert's composure and ability to plan ahead.

"Would you like me to rub it for you? I learned a little massage recently." Isobel looked at Albert rubbing his waist and arms, and changed the subject.

"Of course. However, you actually know this?" Albert was surprised by Isobel's versatility.

"I don't understand. However, I've been learning this recently, and I heard that proper stimulation of the acupuncture points in the body is good for maintaining the vitality of the body." Isobel is very interested in all things that can keep him young.

"That's fine." Albert shook his head quickly, he didn't want to be an experimental guinea pig: "When the holidays are over, you can try Katrina. Her recent exams are very stressful."

Before Isobel could speak, Albert continued: "However, I remember that there should be no such things in Europe, let alone British wizards."

"From the books in your bookcase, I have also taught myself some Far Eastern languages." Isobel said proudly: "Although it is difficult to understand, I can still read some of the articles. "

"You are amazing." Albert did not hesitate to praise himself.

"The real powerful person is you. I really don't know how you have mastered so many languages."

"Maybe I have some talent in language." Albert said euphemistically, of course he wouldn't say that he was off the hook.

However, he found that Isobel is really a genius, and it is not easy for other people to learn the language of the Far East, knowing that that thing is recognized as the most difficult language in the world.

"You are always so humble." Isobel sat down beside Albert, took a sip of the roselle tea sent by the house-elf, and sounded a little resentful: "If you have some talent, The rest of the people can't be fools, how are they going to live?"

"The light on me is too dazzling." Albert stretched his arm around Isobel's shoulder and said gently: "If you don't restrain yourself, it will hurt others deeply. Besides, I feel like being like Professor Dumbledore There's nothing wrong with being as humble."

"Dumbledore is indeed an admirable wizard, but I think you are different from him." Isobel looked sideways at the bouquet of roses on the table, as if thinking about something.

"Maybe it's because I'm not a good person!" Albert said seriously. "Not as great as Dumbledore."

"This is the first time I heard someone say that he is not a good person." Isobel asked with a smile, "Mr. Anderson, can you tell me why you don't want to be a good person?"

"There is a saying in the religions of the Far East that a bad person can become a Buddha on the spot by putting down his butcher's knife." Albert paused and continued, "But a good person has to go through 9981 hardships to become a Buddha."

"What do you mean?" Isobel asked.

"The bad guy is no longer a bad guy, so it's easy to get forgiveness. Umbridge is a ready-made case. After that guy did a bunch of bad things, he could still be forgiven by everyone." Albert glanced disdainfully. "And good people are easy to be exacted. Dumbledore was almost ruined for telling the truth. Look at his reputation, his career, and everything."

"So, I can not be a bad person, but I never want to be a good **** person." Albert said seriously.

"Are you sure it's religion?" Isobel felt that Albert was not talking about religion, but philosophy.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, do you like the humble me, or the more flamboyant me?" Albert changed the topic with a smile.

What he said just now was purely a rant, and things in the school were indeed a little nasty and disgusting to him.

"I prefer you now." Isobel kissed Albert's cheek.

"It feels a little perfunctory."

"By the way, I remember you know Percy very well."

"Yes, what's wrong." Albert kissed back.

"Penello said that Percy basically forgot her during this time." Isobel smiled and pushed Albert's face, talking about the letters she received recently.

"Well, I know something."

"Tell me."

"It's very important to Percy right now. It's important to him that he has temporarily put down a lot of things." Albert picked up a piece of rose pastry and handed it to Isobel's mouth: "Percy is now the assistant to the Minister of Magic, um, It is Fudge's assistant, and this is definitely a very rare opportunity for him."

"Percy is indeed such a person. I don't know how love will end up in the end, but my career is my own. It's really hard to think about both." Isobel took a bite of the rose-filled pastry, feeling the inside of his mouth. There is a hint of rose fragrance.

"It seems that my luck is enviable!"

"Don't blame Percy, most people may actually become people like Percy." Albert thought it was normal, people are profit-seeking, and Percy is just one of them. If he wants to go further, he can only seize his few opportunities. Although the method may not be glorious, but sometimes it is like this, the Weasleys are not rich, and Percy has to keep climbing if he wants to succeed.

If Fred and George hadn't gotten help from Harry or themselves, maybe their joke shop dream would never have come true.

In the long earning career, all the passion will be exhausted by the complicated work and difficult life.

I once wanted to form my own circus, and the trio performing around the world is the best case.

If they had also received funding from Albert, it might have been another ending.

"That's why I said I was lucky." Isobel also picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Albert, "This thing tastes really good, and it's beautiful!"

"I'm about the same as Percy," Albert said softly. "If I hadn't become a wizard, I might have left for the Far East by now."

"The Far East?" Isobel remembered that Albert's family had all gone to the Far East.

"Yes, there is an opportunity to make a lot of money there, if you can seize it."

"Making money?" Isobel's expression was subtle.

"Since I was a child, I have always wanted to make a lot of money, realize financial freedom, and make myself no longer need to worry about money." Albert drank a large sip of roselle tea and fell into short-lived memories: "In hemp In the world of melons, although money is not everything, it is absolutely impossible without money, and it is even harder to get money than in the magic world."

"So, I read a lot of books. Well, so that every year's birthday gifts and Christmas gifts are all books..."

"You are the same now." Isobel reminded in a low voice.

"To be honest, I haven't read all of those books, but I did learn a lot of useful things from them, and I plan to use them as a step for me to rise up in the future and even become rich. Later..."

"You received a letter from Hogwarts?" It is not difficult for Isobel to guess what happened later.

"Yes, I received an admission letter from Hogwarts, it was like a joke from God, although I don't believe in God." Albert sighed softly, "Of course, sometimes I will learn from a certain Pick it up in a corner and believe it again, it is said that many people in the Far East are pragmatists in their beliefs, and I especially agree with this.”

"Pragmatist?"

Isobel feels that this word is actually quite suitable for Albert, just like Albert helping other people to open a store, in fact, part of the reason is that he values ​​future income, a fairly objective income, and he does not need to do it specially. Take the trouble to manage.

"Later, my world has undergone earth-shaking changes. In just a few years, I no longer have to worry about the wealth problem that I was worried about." Albert sighed softly, if there was no trouble with Voldemort, life would be more perfect.

"I dare say, except for a small number of ancient wizards, other people are not necessarily rich." In Isobel's eyes, Albert's fortune history is more fantastic than a dream, "I remember You start out richer than the vast majority of students."

"At that time, I made a bet that Fudge would become a minister and made a lot of Galleons." Albert recalled, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Fudge for helping me turn the first Galleon. Long."

"You looked very different back then." Isobel reached out to pick Tom from the carpet and put it on the side of the sofa, and reached out to touch its head, "If I hadn't met you, I would probably have followed The original plan was to graduate with honors from Hogwarts and enter the Ministry of Magic as an honorable employee of the Ministry."

"Looks like I'm preventing you from becoming Minister of Magic?" Albert joked with a smile.

"No, I never wanted to be the Minister of Magic." Isobel shook his head and said.

"That's right, if I didn't get in the way, you could probably get 10,000 Galleons and become a big boss. With your talent and ability, it's not difficult to earn Galleons at all."

"I've always been curious, why do you always like to say I'm a genius?"

In Isobel's eyes, Albert is the real genius, and he is still the kind of unreasonable, so every time he is called a genius by Albert, he always feels inexplicably twisted.

"Those are not important, meeting you is the most important thing, and it is also my greatest luck." Isobel said softly: "There are always many people who are jealous of me, but they are not as lucky as me, nor as happy as I am. "

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