Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1157: An ordinary day

"Finished?"

Isobel, who was wearing a loose nightdress, walked into the study with two cups of steaming milk, placed one of the cups on the desk in front of Albert, lifted Kesi and leaned over to kiss his cheek, Sitting on the chair by the window, she reached out and lifted the light beige curtains and looked at Katrina who was running in the morning in the courtyard.

"Why don't you get more sleep?"

After finishing the notes on the desk and putting them in the drawer, Albert turned to look at Isobel, who was sitting there drinking milk.

"I don't sleep anymore, I used to get up at this time to exercise in the morning." Isobel was quite helpless. Since pregnancy, many things have been inconvenient.

"Or, go back to sleep?" Albert took a sip of milk and reminded with a smile: "Lack of sleep is not good for the skin, but it is the natural enemy of women."

"It's not all your fault."

Isobel looked away from the courtyard and asked herself, "Do you care about those Muggle money?"

"Yeah! After all, I'm a greedy capitalist. Well, very greedy for everything, wanting to take everything for myself." Albert put down the glass, walked over to Isobel, bowed He lightly pecked on his pale cheek, leaving a white mark.

"Really, I'm about to become the father of the child, how can I still look like a child." Isobel also kissed Albert's face.

"It was originally a child." Albert sat down beside Isobel, his face not blushing, and he said: "In the eyes of most people, we are still just children."

"No, you are the child, nineteen."

Isobel put down the cup, reached out to help Albert wipe the marks left on his cheek, and rested his head on his shoulder, "Actually, I kind of regret not going out to work for a while, sometimes I feel I still feel like a child, I feel very naive."

"It's not very good, I like you more like this." Albert gently stroked Isobel's head like a child, "I like the feeling of being in love."

"That feeling of love doesn't last long, and life will always return to normal." Isobel held Albert's hand, like Nico and Perenal.

"A normal life is good." Albert changed the subject, "In another two years, after we don't have to worry about money, we will go to the Far East to visit them, travel and taste the food there. ."

"You big liar."

Isobel pouted slightly, looked Albert in the eyes and said, "I've never seen you worry about money."

Even though Albert is highly accomplished in Occlumency, there are certain things that are hard to hide from her.

Albert doesn't really care about money. Helping his family earn a lot of wealth is just to leave room for himself, so he won't panic when something happens.

"Well, that's actually my biggest wish as a kid."

Albert didn't care that he was named a big liar. He gently stroked Isobel's little hand and said, "I remember telling you this before."

"Make a lot of money." Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, "To be honest, it's strange to think about how to make money in the future since I was a child."

"In the Muggle world, money is very important, because many things have to be in line with money, so I only thought about how to make money when I grew up when I was a child." Albert nodded, reaffirming his words .

"If I want to marry a beauty like you in the Muggle world, I need money."

Isobel couldn't help rolling her eyes. She didn't want to continue talking about these things with Albert, so she changed the subject and asked: "When are you going to start writing the memoirs of the Lemays?"

"Just in the near future." Albert thought for a while and then said: "By the way, I have to help Dumbledore write a memoir."

"You're quite busy."

"Isn't this also your help?"

"I knew it would be like this." Isobel's expression was as expected: "You seem to like to throw things to others."

"No way, who made me busy with a lot of things, and now I can't do it." Albert said of course: "Also, teamwork is more efficient."

"That's because you want to be lazy." Isobel saw Albert's intentions at a glance.

"After drinking, let's walk outside." Albert handed Isobel the remaining half glass of milk next to him.

"I can't drink that much."

After a few more sips, Isobel hands the cup to Albert.

After drinking the rest of the milk, Albert walked over to the desk and waved his wand, returning the two empty glasses to the kitchen.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk in the yard and bring Tom along, that guy should lose weight too." Albert looked at Isobel, and seemed to think of something, "You go back to change your clothes first, now the weather has It's getting colder."

"Got it."

After Isobel returned to the room to change clothes, Albert also followed out of the study. Before leaving, he glanced at the double-sided mirror on the bookshelf and closed the door lightly.

Go to the room for Tom. There are various cat climbing frames in the room. It is a pity that lazy Tom has never used them since he moved here.

At this moment, Tom the Fat Cat is resting on the soft mat.

Albert lifted the late-sleeping guy off the mat and found the guy was heavier. He carried Tom to the lawn in the yard, and after reaching out and rubbing the cat's head, he picked up the cat's ears and taught him, "If you don't exercise again, the ration will be halved in the future, and there will be no dried fish to eat."

I don't know if Tom understood, but kept rubbing his head against the back of Albert's hand, then yawned again.

"Mrs. Norris is pretty smart, why are you so stupid?"

"I think Tom became like this because of you." Isobel smiled and patted Tom's head.

"I suspect that Mrs. Norris of Filch has a cat raccoon bloodline, otherwise how could she be so smart." Albert suddenly said: "I remember that there seems to be someone next to Potter who specially breeds this kind of smart animal. Cat, maybe I should find Tom a company."

Looking at the shoveling officer who was walking away, Tom lazily got up from the ground, trotted in the direction of the two, and then fell down in front of Albert to act coquettishly.

"I think Tom is actually quite smart. He can only tell what kind of owner and what kind of cat he keeps." Isobel patted Tom's head with a smile.

"I'm not fat at all."

Albert took Isobel's hand and stepped over Tom to continue his walk in the garden.

This kind of life is actually pretty good. It would have been better without the threat of Voldemort.

Sometimes, Albert even thought about leaving everything behind and taking Isobel away from it all to live the life he wanted.

Anyway, with his abilities, he doesn't need to worry about other issues at all.

However, Albert eventually gave up, as many things had changed due to his presence.

To be honest, Albert was a little concerned that the situation was going to get out of hand. Perhaps, the future will not change easily, but sometimes it is easy to change.

If Voldemort is not defeated by Harry, maybe the near future will be a mess, which is not the future he wants.

Only a dead Voldemort is a good Voldemort.

It's been a year or two, and Albert won't take the risk.

Of course, that's not all.

More is actually to trigger panel tasks and gain more panel experience and skill points.

As he once said to Isobel, he's a greedy man.

Albert never denied this.

He is very clear that most of his achievements come from panel skills. Even if he is in a very high position and has stored a large amount of experience and skill points, he still cannot satisfy Albert's greed. appetite.

While it's true that he doesn't need it now, what about the near future?

Maybe, in the future, he will try to make magic stones, brew the elixir of immortality, and even refine the potion of eternal youth.

Save a lot of experience in advance that will definitely come in handy in the future.

Active participation will allow Albert to gain more benefits.

Intuition tells him that if he misses this opportunity, he may not have the opportunity to gain a lot of experience in the future.

Also, Albert prefers to keep the situation under control rather than panic and face the future.

"What are you thinking about?"

Isobel bent down and placed the chrysanthemums she picked from the flowerbed on Tom's back, pushing the lazy Tom directly to the ground.

"I'm thinking about what I'm missing."

Albert looked at Tom, who was eating chrysanthemums, "Should we go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, or should we quietly tie up a few healers and come back to help."

"I asked my mom and she said it was fine," Isobel reassured. "Also, it's still early."

"Although she's a professional, I'm still worried. I'll ask someone another day to make preparations in advance."

Speaking, Albert and Isobel walked towards the sunroom, where Katrina was already doing yoga.

While Isobel and Katrina were exercising together, Albert was sitting on the sofa next to him watching quietly, reaching out and rubbing the head of Tom, who was yawning beside him.

At this moment, the house-elf trotted over, handed Albert a newspaper and a note, and asked what he wanted for breakfast.

"Just as usual."

Albert looked at the enchanted note, determined that it was sent by Dumbledore, and opened it. There was only a short sentence: "Found it."

Found it?

This should be referring to Slytherin's pendant box.

"Well, it seems that I'm a step closer to the target, and I don't know if I'm doing it right!" Albert let go of the note in his hand and let it burn into ashes, and some red and golden light spots floated from the ashes From ~IndoMTL.com~ Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded in Albert's ear.

"I have completely destroyed the pendant box. The last item is likely to be a gold cup. I hope to chat with you another day. I may need to ask you for something."

Dumbledore's voice was blown away by a gust of wind along with the burning ashes.

Voldemort is doomed!

This is really good news.

Just, will things really go as smoothly as expected?

If Voldemort found out that his Horcruxes were all destroyed, would he still try to make new ones?

Forget it, this shouldn't be my problem.

Albert opens today's paper and starts reading the latest front-page news.

Defense Against the Dark Arts training program, implemented sooner than he expected.

However, this article should have been written by Rita Skeeter, who openly questioned the purpose and effectiveness of the Ministry of Magic's Defence Against the Dark Arts training program in the newspapers, arguing that Scrimgeour was trying to please the masses.

"Anything wrong with today's newspaper?"

After completing the morning exercise, Katrina pulled Isobel to sit down opposite Albert, took a few mouthfuls of the salt water specially prepared by the house elf, and asked.

"No problem, the Ministry of Magic intends to conduct preliminary Defense Against the Dark Arts training for ordinary wizards so that everyone can have more self-protection capabilities." Albert handed Katrina today's newspaper.

"Do you think this thing works?" Katrina looked up at Albert after reading the newspaper, she always felt that this matter had something to do with Albert.

"Certainly," Albert affirmed. "Most wizards don't actually have formal Defence Against the Dark Arts training, and that's why they behave so badly, it's not their fault, only the Ministry of Magic. ."

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