"Harry Potter Alchemist (!

"It's almost time, we should go to the Quidditch pitch." Dumbledore closed his pocket watch and beckoned Albert to come downstairs.

Along the way, they didn't speak again, and they didn't meet Harry Potter on the way.

The two walked through the foyer, blending into the cloudy night, and walking down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch. At the entrance to the Quidditch pitch, I met Hermione and Ron, who apparently accompanied Harry.

"good evening."

Albert smiled and greeted the two.

"We came with Harry, it's not very safe at night." Hermione said quickly, not knowing whether to tell Albert or explain to Dumbledore.

"See you."

After entering the Quidditch pitch, Albert found that the place had changed. The pitch was no longer flat and smooth. Hagrid had built countless long low walls here. These low walls were intricate and meandering. to all directions.

Albert felt that he should take a few photos in advance and study the maze map.

"good evening!"

A voice sounded on the field.

Amelia Burns came this way with Krum, Fleur, and Harry.

"Good evening, Amelia."

Dumbledore greeted the other party, and after noticing Harry's reluctance to speak, he explained with a smile, "When the Triwizard Tournament is over, the Quidditch pitch will return to its original state! Well, I think you should guess. What are we going to do here?"

No one spoke for a while, and everyone looked at Albert.

"The third project is the maze," Albert said.

"That's right!" Dumbledore explained happily, "The content of the third item is very simple, we will put the Triwizard Tournament trophy in the center of the maze, whichever warrior touches it first will get it. Full marks."

"We just need to go through the maze?" Fleur clearly didn't think the third project would be that easy.

"There will be many obstacles in the labyrinth," said Dumbledore. "Hagrid has provided a lot of magical animals, and some spells need to be lifted. The third project mainly tests your strength, wisdom, courage and courage. The warriors are the first to enter the labyrinth."

"I can understand that the first warrior to win the Triwizard Tournament trophy will win the Triwizard Tournament?" Albert asked suddenly.

"Yes, that's it." Dumbledore nodded. "Any other questions?"

"What advantage does the warrior who is the first to enter the maze have?" Albert felt that the rules of the Triwizard Tournament were very strange in his last life, and now he can finally take it out and complain.

"Advantage?"

"Yeah, the advantage, shouldn't it just enter the maze a few seconds before the other warriors." The expression on Albert's face became more and more strange, "Or can the warrior with the leading score gain a clear time advantage?"

"There is no time advantage." Dumbledore obviously realized the problem, but still said, "The difference between the warriors entering the labyrinth is not big."

"The rules of the Triwizard Tournament are really not that bad!" Hearing Albert's complaints, everyone turned their heads and stared at him?

"Do you have any questions, Mr. Anderson?" Amelia Burns raised her eyebrows and looked at Albert.

"This means that both games across the board will be meaningless." Albert directly pointed out the problem with the Triwizard Tournament.

"How can it be pointless."

"Does it really make sense for the leading warriors to be in the maze first in order of points? Can they have a huge advantage?" Albert shook his head and said, "No, let alone a few seconds ahead, even a minute ahead doesn't mean much, The third project directly overruled the meaning of the first two games and overruled all the Warriors' efforts."

"If the first two games fail, and the third game wins the trophy in the maze, what's the point of winning the championship?"

Everyone was stunned, looking at Albert, who had scored full marks in the first two games, with weird expressions. They didn't think that Albert was complaining because the third item lost all his advantages.

"Don't look at me like that, even if I start ten minutes later than you guys, I still have the confidence to win the championship." Albert curled his lips and said, "I have participated in many kinds of competitions, and the mechanism of the Triwizard Tournament is the worst. I don't know if it's been this bad in previous generations or this year.

"Is there a big problem?"

Harry really didn't see it, he didn't really care, and he didn't think Albert cared, and this tone was just ranting about something.

"The warrior who won the trophy in the third event gets full points, the others don't have points, right, and the result of the game is the sum of all the points added, right?" Albert asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, indeed," said Dumbledore, nodding.

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing to fail to win the championship if you won the trophy?" Albert said with an increasingly eccentric expression, "So the other people in the third project will have no points to ensure that they won the trophy. The Warriors won the championship, but then it became a trophy and a championship, and the first two projects completely lost their meaning."

"Mr. Anderson, what's your opinion?" Amelia Burns also realized the problem.

"It's not a high opinion, I just want to remind you that the rules of the Triwizard Tournament should be changed. Even the Magic School Potions Championship, which has been criticized by countless people, does not have this problem, even if it can't be completely fair, It's important to at least maintain relative fairness," Albert reminded, "and it's not that hard to do."

Perhaps this argument would have been more convincing if it hadn't been for Albert's perfect score in the first two games.

As long as there is still a little brain, you can hear the problem. However, Albert's powerful crushing strength allows all warriors to keep their heads clear, and there is no feeling of envy and jealousy.

Envy and jealousy, that is based on everyone being on the same level.

This practice of winning the championship after winning the third victory is simply throwing the first two items under your feet and stepping on them, and by the way, throwing the faces of all the warriors on the ground and stepping on them.

It's just that no one cared about the results, so no one noticed that there was a big problem with the Triwizard Tournament.

"It's been a long time since the Triwizard Tournament was held, and there will inevitably be some oversights and problems during this period." Dumbledore smiled and looked at Albert, "However, I think it shouldn't make much difference to you."

"I don't mind, just mention it, lest the next Triwizard Tournament will be so bad, although I don't know if there will be another one."

Albert's gaze glanced at the task panel, and the task that triggered the Triwizard Tournament rules issue had been completed.

For some reason, Dumbledore suddenly had a strange feeling.

This is a warning.

Yes, warning.

Albert obviously wouldn't deliberately pick things up, even if he knew there was a problem with the rules of the Triwizard Tournament, he would probably only remind him privately.

However, Albert said it directly now, and the conversation in the office made him feel more and more as a warning.

If Albert knew what Dumbledore was thinking, he would have complained: You think too much.

He is just doing a task, and the experience reward is not much, but it is not too little.

As for the warning what?

Albert really doesn't know.

What he didn't know, however, was that Dumbledore really had a feeling that something terrible might have happened if Albert really died in the third project.

In fact, Dumbledore's intuition was right.

Albert was indeed well prepared, and he even considered his unfortunate death in the labyrinth.

If you are really unfortunate to die, you will recklessly overturn the chessboard, detain everyone on the head, and expose all the secrets at that time. Don't think about it, and I believe that the entire magic world will definitely put on a wonderful show.

Anyway, when he died, the other family members made arrangements.

No matter how messed up the magic world is, he doesn't care about his business.

"If there are no other problems, then go back, it is very late, pay attention to safety on the way back." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Everyone left the Quidditch pitch. Amelia Burns walked quietly to Albert and said in a low voice, "May I have a few words with you?"

"No problem." Albert nodded.

"Someone suggested that I come to you, and they said you made a prophecy!" Amelia Burns didn't forget the purpose of the trip, and said straight to the point.

Honestly, Amelia Burns can't actually be used. After all, it is only a temporary referee. Even if he wants to come, it should be the new director of the Department of Magic and Sports, but the director who just took office was temporarily transferred, and he is still cleaning up Ludo Bagman after running away. The mess that came down.

Most of the directors of the Department of Magic and Sports are Quidditch players. If nothing else, Ludo Bagman will stay in this position for at least a few years, and his successor will be trained by then. , but that guy screwed everyone up.

That's why Amelia Burns, the head of the Magical Law Enforcement Division, took the time to make the Triwizard Tournament look fair.

"What do you want from me?" Albert asked.

"That prophecy, they say you're a very good prophecy master," Amelia Burns said.

"People like you definitely don't believe this kind of nonsense." Albert knew that the other party didn't believe it all, and he probably came here just to try his luck.

After all, seeing is believing.

"No, I do," said Amelia Burns earnestly. "I want to know the truth."

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway, just like the prophecy you heard, the mysterious man will make a comeback soon." Albert stopped and asked Burns, "Didn't you go to other famous fortune-tellers? At least more reliable than me, an undergrad wizard."

"If you are not reliable, then who is reliable? Mr. Anderson, don't underestimate yourself." Amelia Burns said softly: "Many fortune-tellers are not reliable. There are not many people who have the power of prophecy.

"Cassandra Wabraski." Albert said without hesitation: "The author of "Punching the Mist and Seeing the Future" should be able to give you the answer. I remember she should not be dead."

"She's too old to give divination anymore." Amelia Burns was considering the possibility of visiting Cassandra Vabrsky, the two sides had no friendship at all, and Cassan Della Vablaski has long since given up divination. "

"The Centaurs thought the wizarding world was just living through a brief period of peace between the two wars, and I read from the crystal ball the Daily Prophet's report on Mysterious Man's comeback." Albert told Ami Leah Burns introduced her divination ability, "I can only predict the future through a crystal ball. What I see is not necessarily true, but at least I see it."

With that said, Albert took out a bag from his pocket, took out a small crystal ball from it, and handed it to Bones. There was a report on Voldemort on the crystal ball.

"You won't catch me suddenly!" Albert said suddenly.

Amelia Burns glanced at the bag in Albert's hand that had been cast with the Unmarked Stretch Charm, but didn't care, but returned the crystal ball to Albert and said, "It seems that you know why I come to you."

"I know something." Albert said suddenly, "but..."

"But what?" Burns asked.

"You could be dying."

"You foretold my death?" Amelia Burns turned ugly, but quickly returned to normal.

"You can think so."

"Who killed me?" Burns asked.

"It should be the mysterious man who killed you. They won't allow you to take Fudge's place. I heard that you have a grudge against the mysterious man," Albert reminded.

More than hatred, the Burns family is one of the most powerful families.

Now the whole family is beginning to be lonely, completely thanks to Voldemort and Death Eaters, which is why she came to Albert in a hurry today.

"Thank you for your warning."

Burns didn't quite believe it, but she was wary, because she did have a deep feud with Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

"Gambling is not a good habit, and you usually lose miserably." Albert reminded, "If you have a deep hatred, I suggest avoiding it for a few years. Good luck!"

"You mean..."

Amelia Burns looked at the back of Albert leaving, and she noticed that Albert used "you".

She was alone, and the rest of the family had died in the last wizarding war, and by "you" she should have meant her and her relatives.

Does this mean that she and her relatives will be in danger?

Whether the prediction is accurate or not~www.mtlnovel.com~ will soon be known.

Albert actually never cared about whether Amelia Burns would die or what would happen to the Burns family. After all, they were just strangers. They just sold each other a little favor, and they didn't suffer anyway.

Cast a wide net and catch more fish.

She was a strong woman, and it was impossible for her to give up her career and hide after listening to Albert's reminder, so she would probably die.

Even if Amelia Burns ends up becoming Minister of Magic, 80% of the time she will die, who made her hate Voldemort and the Death Eaters too much.

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