The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 447 Divination Prediction
The next morning, the weather was gray, and there was a gloomy cloud above everyone's head.While Albert was eating breakfast, the sky began to drizzle.

At this time, there was a sudden noise in the hall, and whispers began to fill the surroundings. Everyone seemed to be talking about something in a low voice.

"what happened?"

"I don't know." George took a step ahead of Lee Jordan and ran to find someone else to inquire about the news.

"This guy stole my job again." Lee Jordan took out a piece of parchment from his backpack and handed it to Albert.

"what is this?"

"The list of the top sixteen players in the Wizarding Card Tournament." Lee Jordan took a big bite of a piece of bread covered in peanut butter, and replied inarticulately.

After Albert finished eating the food on the plate, he picked up the list of players for the wizard card competition given by Lee Jordan. The selection of the top [-] had ended yesterday, and there was little change from the previous session.

If there is a difference, it is that there may be a dark horse.

A guy like Isobel, who hardly ever played wizard cards, was able to defeat other players and reach the top [-] with ease.

"I just heard that Filch found Kenneth Toller unconscious in the bathroom on the third floor." George brought back an unpleasant news.

Fred paused as he smeared peanut butter on the bread, looked up at George, "Kenneth was attacked?"

"When Filch found Kenneth, his head had been stuffed in the toilet, his pants had been ripped off, and he looked very miserable."

Who actually attacked Kenneth, everyone can actually guess.

Eighty percent is Flint of Slytherin.

Last time, Kenneth Toller had someone strip off the pants of Slytherin Quidditch captain Marcus Flint, and the two sides became enmity. Just earlier this month, Kenneth was found passed out in the bathroom Here, the trousers were ripped off.

"If it's in the bathroom on the third floor, why didn't anyone find him in advance?" Fred asked in confusion, biting a piece of bread.

"Someone should have cast a disillusionment spell on him, or put him directly in the compartment. If he didn't wake up, it would be difficult to find out." Albert stuffed the list into his schoolbag.

"There's something odd about this," grumbled George.

"Tell me what you found." Fred motioned George to continue.

"Will Marcus Flint take revenge on Kenneth Toller twice?" George asked after thinking for a while, "If the first time is revenge, what's the second time?"

"It's also revenge." Lee Jordan hurriedly finished his slice of bread, picked up his schoolbag and left the hall with his roommates.

Neither Fred nor George agreed with Lee Jordan.

On the way to the divination classroom, Albert suddenly asked, "Have you taught Kenneth the illusion spell?"

"Teach me, Kenneth has already mastered it, although he still can't use the Disillusionment Charm skillfully." When George answered Albert's question, he seemed to think of something.

"what do you mean……"

"This time, it is estimated that Kenny wanted to seek revenge from Flint, but he accidentally fell into the hands of the other party." Albert told the three of them about his guess.

If that is the case, some things are not difficult to explain.

If someone comes to trouble themselves, they will definitely teach the other party an impressive lesson.

At this moment, Albert and his partners also realized that the Disillusionment Charm was not as reliable as before, and Flint was obviously already wary of the Disillusionment Curse.

"By the way, there is one more thing." George whispered: "I heard that Kenneth can't remember who attacked him, and most of his memories have been erased."

"It seems that the other party is coming prepared!"

Albert could guess what was going on without even thinking about it. Marcus Flint was ready to take revenge.

"What are you going to do?" Fred also found it very troublesome. Since they started to study the joke props, he didn't want to waste time on those people.

"Look for a chance to catch them all, and erase part of their memory by the way." Albert is also planning to solve the problem at once, and doesn't want to continue entangled with them any longer.

"Why don't you try divination later?" Fred suggested, as they were going to a divination class.

The second half of the divination class is about crystal ball divination. At present, apart from Albert who is suspected of being able to predict the future, there are no other wizards who can predict the future. Most of the students are just making up random things to deal with Professor Trelawney.

"That's a good idea." Albert walked up the stairs into the attic.

Before class, Professor Trelawney directly announced that crystal ball divination will be the main content of the final exam, and everyone needs to tell her what they saw in the crystal ball.

"Do you think we should think about what to predict when the time comes?" Lee Jordan whispered to himself: "How about the prediction that Gryffindor will win the Quidditch trophy?"

"I think it should be predicted that Gryffindor House will eventually win the House Cup against Slytherin House." Fred said without thinking. "In fact, we did predict future outcomes."

"See what?" George asked in a low voice.In his field of vision, nothing could be seen in the crystal ball except for the whirling white mist.

"Well, I saw... an attack, and there were many people on the other side." Albert couldn't help frowning, recalling the picture passing through the crystal ball, he speculated, "You and Fred may have been attacked by someone ?”

"Son, tell me, what did you see in the crystal ball?" Professor Trelawney walked towards this side at some point.

"I see there's no paper in the bathroom," Albert grumbled.

"Does this mean that if you want to go to the toilet, you'd better bring your own tissues." Fred quipped in an odd tone.

When the other students in the class heard Fred's teasing, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Professor Trelawney frowned, looking unhappy.

"Mr. Weasley, tell me, what did you see in your crystal ball?" Professor Trelawney couldn't help but raise his tone.

After being asked for a divination by Professor Trelawney, Fred began to put on a show, and it took about 2 minutes before he told everyone that he saw a trophy and announced that Gryffindor would win this year's Quidditch trophy.

"Well, dear," Professor Trelawney sighed after looking at the crystal ball, "I'm sure you've tried your best."

"She actually thinks that Gryffindor will lose the game?" Fred couldn't help but sneer as he watched Professor Trelawney walk away, "Harry easily defeated Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Team, this year's Quidditch trophy will definitely go to Gryffindor."

"That's not the point. Albert said we would be attacked." George reminded in a low voice, "The other party may find a lot of helpers."

All three of them have participated in Albert's training, and their actual combat ability is much stronger than most students. Even if the other party is a senior student, their side may not necessarily lose.

But if the opponent has an advantage in numbers, the situation is completely different.

"Why didn't the two of us act as bait and actively lure each other into the bait?" Fred obviously disagreed with George's point of view. He knew that he was being attacked, but did nothing to subdue the other party. This was not a stupid thing they would do. What's more, they still have Albert. Even if there is a numerical disadvantage, they may not necessarily lose, unless Albert is attacked and directly knocked down.

The probability of this is very small, after all, Albert can see through those poor-quality disillusionment spells.

After listening to Fred's words, Albert was also stunned.

He understood what Fred meant, was he planning to use him as a bait to hook him out and catch him all in one go?

This seems to make sense, but... it seems a bit...

"We can't be sure when the other party will attack us. Don't forget that Albert said that there are many people on the other side." Li Qiaodan rarely used his brain to think hard.

"Being able to gather a bunch of people means that it must be meal time, or a weekend break."

"We could use him, if that's what we're going to do." George pointed to Slytherin's Montague, who wasn't very bright.

"I think it's a good idea."

The three looked at Albert in unison, waiting for him to make the final decision.

"Okay, just do it."

Albert glanced at the newly released task panel, nodded and agreed with the plan of the three.

After class, Albert whispered to Fred, George, and Lee Jordan about his plans for the future, in a low voice that Montague in Slytherin happened to overhear.

"Do you think he will believe it?" Lee Jordan looked at Montague's leaving back, and didn't think the other party would believe the conversation just now.

After all, they pretended to be too obvious just now, as if they deliberately let him hear it.

"No." Albert said softly, "but I think he will be smart, and that's enough."

(End of this chapter)