"The Book of Abraham the Jew"

At the end of September, the rainy season continued, the weather grew colder, and the nights became longer.

On days like this, Albert likes to sit by the warm, bright fireplace, sipping a hot drink and reading his favorite books.

Albert was undoubtedly lucky; the Gryffindor Common Room was just what he needed.

At that moment, Albert was sitting in a soft armchair, flipping through the book that Smith had lent him, titled "The 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》".

This book is very famous. Legend has it that Nicolas Flamel followed the instructions in this book to forge the legendary Philosopher's Stone step by step.

When Professor Smith lent him the book, Albert was genuinely surprised. He never imagined that such a book would become so widely circulated; it was truly hard to comprehend.

However, what surprised Albert even more was what happened next. He actually found the method for making the Philosopher's Stone in the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》, but apart from Nicolas Flamel, no one had successfully made the Philosopher's Stone.

Yes!

If it were truly possible to create Philosopher's Stone, how could such knowledge have been leaked?

Alchemy recipes are usually kept secret.

People no longer believe in the so-called Philosopher's Stone recipe in the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》.

Smith recommending Albert's book is similar to Charlie recommending "Quidditch Through the Ages" to someone joining the Quidditch team—it's roughly the same idea.

While there may be no tangible gains, it's a good way to pass the time and also allows you to learn about alchemy.

The original 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》 is only 21 pages long, containing various images, including capital letters, gold coins, Jews, princes, priests, astrologers, philosophers, and other strange and incomprehensible drawings. However, the book is more than that; it also includes related translations and annotations, but a certain level of alchemical terminology is still required to understand it.

For example, on this page Albert is now looking at. "With the diligence of a philosopher, devote all your attention to the sun, the moon, and Mercury... Within the metal lies a sulfurous soul, called 'the blazing sulfur light.'"

If you don't know that in alchemy the sun represents gold, the moon represents silver, Mercury represents mercury, you'll probably have a hard time understanding what this sentence means.

There are also descriptions of alchemy. "... sulfur possesses a magical power; it can dye the damp, cold moon into the pure gold of the sun, but this process requires a spiritual medium..."

Albert gently closed the book, placed it on his lap, and did not read it again.

In fact, he had already read it several times, and even used his own knowledge and understanding to provide a simple translation of the legendary method of making the Philosopher's Stone.

Unfortunately, no skills or quests related to the Philosopher's Stone appeared on the panel.

This was expected. He still harbored a sliver of hope that he might find a treasure trove through the panel, but it was clearly wishful thinking.

"Are you planning to use this thing to fool people again?" Lee Jordan twirled the parchment between his fingers. He remembered that just a few days ago, Albert had been translating this old book in the library; it was supposedly the alchemical formula for making Philosopher's Stone.

Then they believed it, especially after learning what the Philosopher's Stone was, everyone was happy for quite a while.

There was no other way. Albert held a very old book and studied it intently for a long time. He also told them about the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》 and Nicolas Flamel, which temporarily fooled them.

However, after they calmed down, they realized that they had been fooled by Albert again.

Although Albert innocently stated that the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》 was real and that the recipe for the Philosopher's Stone was indeed translated from the book, was the alchemical recipe for the Philosopher's Stone in the book also real?

Obviously not.

Although Albert's book is very old, it looks like it was printed. If someone printed it, could the alchemical recipe for the Philosopher's Stone in the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》 be real?

If that's true, how could there only be one Nicolas Flamel over the centuries?

"That is indeed the Philosopher's Stone alchemy recipe from the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》." Albert said with an expression that said, "I'm not lying."

"Yes, yes, we know this is a precious Philosopher's Stone alchemy recipe," Lee Jordan said impatiently.

"How about we keep it as a treasure?" George asked with a pleased smile.

Since the last Secret Treasure, the group has been dedicated to leaving behind various Secret Treasure at Hogwarts.

"That's a good idea." Fred lifted the curtain beside him and looked up at the rain outside. "Write another copy in French, and then attach an English translation."

"When do we start?" Lee Jordan asked. "Now?"

"Let's do it another day." George walked over, looked out at the rain, and muttered, "Why doesn't this rain stop?"

"It won't be that fast." Albert finished his milk tea and said to Lee Jordan, "I have something to do later."

I hate rainy days.

They're about to go down to train, training in the cold wind and heavy rain. This is commonplace for Quidditch players, but nobody likes training in this kind of stormy weather. They get soaked, are prone to catching a cold, and get covered in mud on the way to the Quidditch Pitch.

"Aren't you coming with us?" George asked, turning his head.

"I'm sorry, I have an appointment with Mr. Smith later." Albert politely declined, as he disliked training in such inclement weather.

Let's go!

The two brothers sighed and walked together toward the exit of the Common Room. "Train hard, and we'll be there to cheer you on for the next match," Albert said with a smile.

In fact, he also knew that there were many new players joining this year, Charlie's training was very strict, which put a lot of pressure on Fred and George.

Quidditch players really train hard! A few minutes later, Albert knocked on the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts office. There was already a guest inside: young Smith.

Upon seeing Albert, the other person frowned slightly, clearly not expecting a guest, and then got up to say goodbye and leave.

"My nephew is quite talented, but he's a bit arrogant," Professor Smith said suddenly as he prepared milk tea for Albert after the child left.

Unlike Dumbledore, Rowena Smith prefers to make her own milk tea.

Albert didn't know what to say about other people's affairs, so the best option was to remain silent.

"Thank you, I've finished reading this book. It's an amazing book."

After a moment of silence, Albert returned the 《The Book of Abraham the Jew》 to Smith.

"It's really amazing." Professor Smith took the book, casually placed it on the table, and then handed the freshly brewed milk tea to Albert.

"Thanks."

After chatting for a few minutes, Smith picked up another book and began explaining the basics of alchemy to Albert.

Yes, that's right, the basics.

However, Albert did not lack the basics; what he lacked was the alchemical formula, which was usually a closely guarded secret.

Smith soon realized the problem: Albert already had his own understanding of alchemy, but his problem now was that he didn't know how to use it.

Just like a glass of water, it's just a glass of water. You need to add tea leaves or cocoa powder to turn it into a cup of tea, hot cocoa, or even other beverages.

This is a bit awkward.

Professor Smith also studied alchemy, but he himself was not exactly a master in the field.

Although he could teach Albert some of the things he knew, their relationship wasn't actually that good yet.

"I understand your situation," Professor Smith said, ending the lecture abruptly and looking Albert up and down. "You've limited yourself."

"Restricted by yourself?" Albert was a little confused and didn't understand what this sentence meant for a moment.

"It should be said that you have a lot of knowledge," Professor Smith explained, taking a sip of his milk tea. "Alchemy covers a wide range of topics, but you haven't learned enough yet. This directly limits your thinking, so you will naturally feel a little confused and unable to create any items."

"Can't you teach me?" Albert asked.

"Learning the basics is pointless now," Professor Smith said, shaking his head. "I remember you know Mr. Brood, don't you?"

"Oh, you mean Professor Broad? We know each other, and we've been corresponding recently," Albert nodded.

"Alchemy involves many things," Professor Smith said. "I think what you lack most right now is knowledge, which is your biggest problem at the moment. I think you won't have this problem in another two or three years."

"Wait another two or three years?" Albert was a little confused. If he waited another two or three years, it would be too late.

"I can write to Mr. Brood and see if we can recommend you to one of my elders," Professor Smith said.

"An elder?" Albert suddenly remembered someone.

Ge Bo Smith? The old man I met at the Lake Cottage last time.

"Oh, and Mr. Sera Harishis," Professor Smith clapped his hands and continued, "He is also very skilled in alchemy."

"This..." Albert looked completely bewildered.

"I'll write you a letter of introduction," Professor Smith said with a smile. "You should prepare a letter first, outlining the problems you've encountered in alchemy."

Albert; he understood what Professor Smith meant.

"I think we'll have news soon," Smith said.

"Thank you, Professor Smith," Albert said gratefully.

"You're welcome," Smith said. He watched Albert's departing figure, his smile fading, replaced by confusion and bewilderment.

It was not Professor Smith Rowena Smith's idea to introduce Albert to Sera Harishis and Ge Bo Smith, but rather Ge Bo Smith's invitation to the young wizard to join them.

A genius, and also very talented in alchemy.

Having these two points is actually enough.

Although Rowena Smith was somewhat puzzled, he had actually had similar experiences before.

However, he felt something was off. "Is he really valued only because of his talent? Could it be... like McDougal? But, as far as he knew, Albert was Muggle-born wizard."