The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"My grandson Mark is now studying at Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Jonas pointed to the freckled young man next to him and introduced to Albert: "I think you young people should have more conversations!"

The corners of Albert's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked directly at the boy who was slightly older than himself, and greeted him in French: "Hello, I am Albert Anderson. I am studying at Hogwar. Civic School of Magic."

Mark was stunned. After receiving Jonas's signal, he brought Albert to the corner of the room and introduced himself: "I am Mark Schmidt. Are you coming to Germany for vacation, Albert?"

Mark is very curious. It is the first time he has met students from other magic schools.

"No, we just passed through Germany. Mr. Serra said he would come over and visit an old friend." Albert explained angrily to the old man not far away, "Probably introduced Mr. Jonas to me by the way. The meaning of knowing."

"Introduce my grandpa to you?"

Mark was a little dazed for a while, but quickly turned his attention to another matter, "Mr. Serra?"

He noticed Albert's address to the old man and opened his mouth slightly, "I thought..."

"No, no, Mr. Sierra and I only met in the letter at first. He should barely be regarded as my half teacher." Albert thought for a while and said: "My elders knew him, so I told Mr. Sierra. Come out and learn more."

Mark suddenly didn't know what to say. He couldn't understand why Albert's family could safely let his children go out with others.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is strange.

However, Mark is also considered a more talkative person, and soon led the topic to other places.

"What kind of place is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"very funny."

Albert recalled for a while and said seriously, "Hogwarts’ defense against the Dark Arts class was cursed by a strong dark wizard, causing that class to change professors every year, and the professors who came to the school were all kinds of professors. All kinds of surprises are brought to students every year."

"Oh, it's really bad, Boothbatten School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has never happened before."

Albert can hear a strong sense of pride in Mark's tone, "By the way, can you play wizard chess?"

"meeting."

"Then let's go to the next game!" Mark introduced excitedly, "Tomorrow, France will host an international wizard chess tournament, and I will also participate."

"Oh, that's amazing."

However, he didn't care about the other party's ostentatious tone, but was a little curious about Mark's wizarding skills.

Due to the small number of wizards and none of them were professional, Albert seriously doubted the level of the contestants.

Mark got the chessboard from there, so he played chess with Albert with great interest.

"What kind of school is Boothbarton?" Albert continued on the topic.

"Boothbaton Castle?" Mark said casually. "It is located in the mountains, um, the Pyrenees. Anyone who has visited the school will be attracted by the magical garden and the castle surrounded by lawns. "

"Do you use French?" Albert asked.

"Yes, everyone needs to learn French." Mark was quite excited when talking about his school. "The French students in the college are the majority. Of course..."

He frowned and looked at the chessboard and found that the situation was not good for him.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mark continued, “I also have students from Spain, Portugal, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, and Belgium among my classmates. I originally planned to go to Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but that school has a very good reputation in recent years. Bad, so my family sent me to France. To be honest, French is difficult to learn. It took me a long time to learn. I really envy you to speak fluent French."

This is the pain of transnational learning.

You need to learn the local language, otherwise you can't communicate at all. Mark suffered a lot for this.

"Well, I'm very talented in language." Albert looked at the change of the board. Mark's wizard chess level is not bad, but it is also a good level, slightly higher than Ron Weasley.

In Albert's impression, Bud played the best in Wizard chess, and his chess skills were honed with Bud during that time. "

"you win."

Mark asked dryly, "Are all Hogwarts students good at wizard chess?"

"No, the level is average."

"If you go to an international wizard chess competition, you will definitely get good results."

"Someone said something similar to me." Albert didn't care if he won chess, and continued, "telling me about your school."

"During the banquet of Boothbarton Castle, the mountain fairy will serenade the students... During Christmas, the auditorium will be filled with huge gleaming ice sculptures that will not melt..." Mark said mysteriously, "However, cloth The most representative of Spadun is the fountain in the garden with healing and beautifying capabilities. On it are statues of Nico Leme and Perénal Leme. The fountain is named after the two, you know. Who are Nico LeMay and Perenal LeMay!"

"Of course." Albert headed out ~www.mtlnovel.com~I know them. "

"A lot of people know them." Mark said, apparently unaware of the meaning of Albert's words, "Let's have another game!"

"Does the spring really have healing and beautifying powers?" Albert knew what Mark was thinking, and didn't care, but continued to ask.

"I don't know." Mark shook his head. "The fountain prohibits students from approaching, but there are still girls who will steal some spring water."

Soon he stopped talking and focused all his attention on the chessboard. It was obvious that Mark wanted to win, but...

He still lost, a bit miserable.

After losing five games in a row, Mark began to doubt himself whether he was wise to participate in the international wizard chess competition at his level.

Albert casually comforted a few words, and then left Mark to chat with the two old men Serra, and asked about some things he was curious about, such as the transfer door.

Before leaving, Albert got a list of prices from Jonas.

"Mark, what do you think of Albert?" Jonas asked after sending two guests away, looking at his grandson.

"A very powerful person."

"Uh, that's normal, he is a genius, a real genius." Jonas looked at his grandson and reminded, "It doesn't hurt you to have a good relationship with him."

"I don't think I will participate in the international wizard chess game anymore." Mark said suddenly.

"why."

"I lost." Mark smiled bitterly. "I have lost five games in a row. I don't think I should be ashamed of the international wizard chess game."

"Mark, it's not terrible to lose, the terrible thing is that you don't even have the courage to fight." Jonas looked at his grandson and said seriously.

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