Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1138: Just in case

In an uninhabited sea area in southern France, a sailboat with an active floating board is floating quietly on the sea.

On the seat of the deck lounge area, a young man in swimming trunks is staring intently at the crystal ball shrouded in white mist on the table, as if he wants to see something from the crystal ball.

For a moment, the young man seemed to really see something, sighed softly, and murmured, "Did it still happen?"

"What's the matter, dear."

A gentle voice sounded from behind, the door of the cabin was pushed open, and Isobel in a swimsuit came out, with a basin of iced watermelon floating behind him.

She handed the pot of watermelon to Albert and asked curiously, "What did you predict?"

"Something bad happened." Albert picked up a piece of watermelon at random, took a bite, and turned his eyes to Isobel in a swimsuit.

"A bad thing?"

Isobel looked at the crystal ball, but couldn't see anything from the crystal ball, and then turned to Albert, "What happened?"

"See for yourself!"

Albert raised his hand and touched the crystal ball. The white mist in the crystal ball began to churn, and a charred palm appeared. It was a picture of Dumbledore looking at his charred palm.

"This... Dumbledore seems to be in a bad situation?"

Isobel stared at Dumbledore's palm and frowned slightly. Although she didn't know much about black magic, the charred palm looked as if it had lost its vitality and was completely necrotic.

"I'm afraid I've been hit by some kind of vicious curse." Albert was very helpless. "Dumbledore is probably... dying. I obviously reminded him more than once."

He did everything he had to do, but to little effect. As for staring all the way and directly helping Dumbledore avoid danger?

That's certainly a pretty ridiculous thing to do.

Perhaps that's why prophecies are not so easy to change.

"Is Dumbledore dying?"

Isobel's reaction was fairly calm, she guessed it very early, and only heard Albert say it out of his mouth today.

"Probably in the next year or two." Albert said, moving his palm over the crystal ball.

"What should the mysterious man do?" Isobel sat down on the chair next to him, stretched out his hand to hold Albert's hand tightly, and asked worriedly.

As we all know, You-Know-Who is afraid of Dumbledore, and it is because of Dumbledore's presence that the magical world can be so peaceful now. If Dumbledore is dead, who else can stand up against You-Know-Who?

Rely on Harry Potter, the legendary savior?

Don't be kidding, even if Albert keeps saying that Harry Potter is the savior, there is still a big question mark on whether the savior can defeat the mysterious man.

This is likely to fall on Albert in the end, as he is pretty much the only being who could possibly confront Voldemort after Dumbledore's death.

However, Isobel didn't want her husband to take risks at all, and even though she had confidence in Albert, she didn't want that day to come.

"We should trust Dumbledore, he will arrange everything before he dies." Albert put down the watermelon and put his hand lightly on the back of Isobel's hand, he probably guessed Ize What Bell was thinking, he comforted softly: "I am not the savior, and I will not be stupid enough to fight the mysterious man, defeating the mysterious man is Harry Potter's business, we should believe him, just like Dumbledore also Always believed in Harry Potter."

"You've run to a duel with You-Know-Who more than once." Isobel looked up into Albert's eyes and couldn't help complaining, "Gryffindor students are adventurous from the bottom of their hearts."

"No, that's not called an adventure. I usually call Dumbledore to fight the mysterious man." Albert put away the crystal ball, shook his head and corrected, "And, you should also know, I'm actually quite afraid of dying."

"I hope you are really afraid of death, not only for me, but also for our future children." Isobel tightly held Albert's hand and gently placed it on his stomach superior.

"You're pregnant?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"We'll always have kids." Isobel put a bottle of sunscreen in Albert's hand and changed the subject, "Help me put on sunscreen first."

As he spoke, he took Albert to the parasol, where the house-elf had already brought two glasses of watermelon juice.

"When did you like to be in the sun? Be careful of tanning yourself." Albert took some sunscreen in his hand, rubbed it hard, and helped Isobel carefully apply it all over the body Once again, he liked the process, or they all liked the process.

"Okay, it's your turn, get down." Isobel sat up from the recliner and said, while applying sunscreen to Albert, "You should leave all your worries behind now and relax. For a moment, it's not a good thing to be nervous all the time."

"I don't have the nerves all the time!"

“You just used the crystal ball to predict the future.” Isobel pinched the flesh of Albert’s waist and muttered dissatisfiedly, “It means that you have been paying attention to changes in the future and the situation. toward."

Albert turned over, intending to paint the front himself, but was stopped by Isobel.

"Lie still." Isobel poked Albert's chest and said, "So don't keep thinking of me as a fool."

"Who dares to take you for a fool." Albert could only endure the itch and helplessly explained: "It can only be said that this is a common problem of prophets, everyone hopes that they can have a good future, especially In these turbulent times, if something bad does happen~IndoMTL.com~ at least we can escape as soon as possible, or notify others to escape."

"You know, I don't care about that."

"What do you care about?"

"I only care about you."

Isobel doesn't care what happens to the British wizarding world, she just wants Albert to get through this war safely.

"Sorry for worrying you."

"Actually, I prefer that we can leave Europe." Isobel almost put his head to Albert's face and whispered, "Keep away from all danger and live our own life, I don't want to imagine It scares me that my mother lives like that."

"My beautiful life has just begun, you should know that I cherish myself more than anyone else..."

Isobel blocked Albert's words with his fingers.

"What's wrong."

She brought her lips to Albert's ear and whispered something that made his heart beat faster.

"How is it?" Isobel asked.

Albert shook his head, looked at Isobel with a complicated expression, reached out and touched her head, "There's no need for that, you should trust me, trust a prophet's intuition, trust my strength and Get ready, don't forget I also have a time-turner."

"Of course I believe you," Isobel affirmed, "but I need precautions."

"Just in case?"

Albert sighed heavily. He could actually understand Isobel's concerns, after all, he was on Voldemort's kill list, and he wouldn't stay in a house protected by the Brave Loyalty Charm.

"After returning to the UK, I will not run around and put myself in danger." Albert kissed his wife's forehead and gave his assurance.

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