Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 1101 Go give her a ride

  The man who can't even mention his name is back!

  When he read the bad news from the "Daily Prophet", Albert was not surprised at all, but rather relieved.

   Voldemort finally couldn't hide anymore.

Things were proceeding as Albert expected, although there was a small accident during the period, which caused the Death Eaters who were supposed to be thrown into Azkaban Prison to slip away from under the eyes of the Aurors .

  To be honest, this is actually not a bad thing, but a good thing.

  Not only did it hit Fudge, but it also taught Scrimgeour a lesson. I believe he will understand that dead Death Eaters are the best Death Eaters next time when he catches Death Eaters.

  If the Death Eater caught at a high price slips away from under their noses, the Aurors will probably start to consider whether to kill him directly, so as not to continue to harm others.

   Putting down the newspaper, Albert began to eat, planning to read it after eating, lest the food on the table get cold.

   "When do you plan to return to Hogwarts?" Isobel asked after drinking the milk in the glass, took out a handkerchief to wipe the milk residue on his lips.

   "Today." Albert swallowed the last bit of food on the plate, and said softly, "I have an appointment with Dumbledore."

   "Are you going to stay in school and graduate normally?" Isobel actually guessed Albert's choice, but still asked.

   "At least wait until the N.E.W.T.s exam is over." Albert nodded and said, "It's only a few days anyway, it's a pity to miss the normal graduation."

   "After you graduate, are you going to start preparing for the wedding?" Isobel asked again, and now she can bring up this matter without blushing.

   "Well, that's right." Albert said with a smile, "You want to marry me in such a hurry?"

   "I'm just a little worried." Isobel glanced up at Albert and complained, "You got enough hatred yesterday, and now that group of Death Eaters have escaped again, I'm worried that they will come to make trouble."

"However, I'm already ready for this wedding." Albert comforted softly, "I also invited Dumbledore to the wedding, as long as the mysterious man and the Death Eaters have normal brains, they won't do stupid things. "

  Dumbledore is indeed reassuring.

  Although Isobel also knew that Albert also possessed extraordinary strength, and had made sufficient preparations for the next turbulent era, he was still very worried.

  If possible, Isobel hopes that Albert can take her out of the UK and stay away from all this right and wrong.

   "Don't worry, we still have a savior." Albert said: "He is an expert in dealing with mysterious people, and now you are actually concerned about chaos."

   "Even the savior would not want to inherit the inheritance of the mysterious man." Isobel glared at Albert. It was not without reason that she was so worried.

   "I made you worry." Albert decisively apologized and admitted his mistake.

   "Are you going to publish A Guide to Self-Defense now?"

  Isobel is no longer holding on to this matter, but talking about other things.

   "In two days, I will have people print it on a large scale. Do you want to add your name to it?" Albert asked: "You also helped a lot in compiling the "Guide to Self-Defense."

   "Forget it!" Isobel shook his head and refused, "It's useless to fill it in. You are the duel champion, and your name is useful."

   "It's useful, it shows that we have a good relationship and a good relationship." Albert blinked and said, "I think there must be a bunch of people who envy us."

"Envy? I don't want it anymore. It's very hateful. Don't forget, you are on the blacklist of the mysterious person. I don't want other people to be affected by this." Isobel didn't care about these false names, she knew very well that in Abel Under the aura of special, others are destined to be obscured, but she never cared about these things, just like Albert never cared about her own reputation.

   “You could actually publish a book on beauty and I bet it would be popular with the girls.”

   "Most of the girls are not as happy as I am, and they are not as rich as you imagine." Isobel shook his head.

   "It shouldn't be, Fred and George's joke props are selling well, and girls' money is better than boys' money." Albert expressed doubts about this.

  Because according to his cognition, girls' money is the best to earn.

"Most wizards are not as rich as you think. The salary of ordinary wizards is just that little. Take me and Katrina as an example. We don't have much pocket money, and the other girls are not much better. It doesn't cost money at Hogwarts, after all."

   "We will conduct an actual investigation after the magic world returns to peace." Albert didn't think there was any problem. After all, he didn't live in the magic world since he was a child, and his understanding of it is far inferior to other wizards.

"At that time, I will definitely write a book introducing the magic world. I remember collecting this part of the information." Albert and Isobel leaned on the sofa to rest, and beside them were also lying on their stomachs who had just eaten. Tom, the fat cat was wagging his tail lazily, looking very content.

   "I think those wizards from Muggle families will definitely be willing to buy a copy, so as to understand the situation in the wizarding world faster, and we will sign it together when the time comes."

   "You have a bunch of books you want to write, how long are you going to spend to finish them?" Isobel picked up Tom and fiddled with its tail.

   "As soon as I can finish writing, I will finish it as soon as I can. Anyway, I don't need to rush the manuscript. If it doesn't work, I can get a few to help."

  For Albert now, writing a book is more of a hobby than a profession for survival.

The two were on the sofa, chatting casually. They didn't really care about what they said. The music playing on the radio next to them suddenly stopped and was replaced by the latest news about Voldemort and the Ministry of Magic. countermeasures taken.

   "Okay, I think I have to go." Albert stopped the radio, "Otherwise, I might miss a good show."

   "What a good show?" Isobel asked curiously.

   "Dolores Umbridge should be leaving Hogwarts, I have to see her off." Albert took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

  Umbridge has done so many things for Hogwarts, how could he let her leave Hogwarts quietly?

   "I remember you hated her very much." Isobel asked with slightly raised eyebrows.

   "Yes, I hate But, but I don't hate seeing her unlucky, it always gives me a whole day of happiness." Albert shrugged.

   "You are really..."

   "A good guy, I think so, even though I don't like the word nice."

  Isobel has an expression of being defeated by you. Albert is very mature, but sometimes very naive.

Albert went to pick up Sybill Trelawney first. The divination professor seemed to be doing well. After hearing that Umbridge was going to leave school soon, he expressed interest in making trouble, and She also hopes to return to Hogwarts to continue serving.

   It's just that Firenze's occupation of the divination class makes her very upset.

   "Firenzie won't stay in Hogwarts for too long, he will return to his tribe within a few years at most." Albert comforted.

   "Is this the result of your prophecy?" Trelawney asked suspiciously.

   "You can think so."

   "This is really good news."

  Trelawney is very envious of Albert's divination ability. If her prediction ability can be as stable as Albert's, she will never encounter what happened before.

   "The talent you inherited is actually very strong, but your ability is not stable. Maybe you should develop your own ability."

   "How to develop?" Trelawney was very interested in this.

   "You can try to use Felicity Elixir, this thing can enhance the ability of wizards, maybe it can enhance your ability to predict."

   "Felix, I can't get that stuff." Of course Trelawney had heard of the Lucky Potion, but it was too difficult for her to get Felicia.

   "I have some here, you can try it later." Albert reached out and knocked on the door of the principal's office.

  (end of this chapter)