Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1259: Meet

Chapter 1261 meeting

"Still not going to give up?"

Looking at the news from Scrimgeour, Albert put down the communication card and murmured, "However, I don't seem qualified to say anything."

Everyone has the right to choose.

Scremgeour is still making the final struggle. Although in Albert's view, it is completely useless, if he is Scrimgeour, he will probably do the same. No one wants to accept his fate like this.

However, some things are just so cruel.

If Scrimgeour himself had the power of Dumbledore, perhaps all this would be different.

He will have a high probability of turning around and becoming a legendary Minister of Magic.

However, Scrimgeour himself does not have the power to fight against Voldemort. What's worse is that the current political environment is much worse than that of Minister Millicent Barnold back then.

What happened to Scrimgeour made Albert once again feel that his previous efforts were all worthwhile.

Only with strength can one hold one's own destiny in one's hands.

At least in the face of this catastrophe that has swept across the entire British magic world, he can still deal with it calmly, instead of being swayed by the bad situation and becoming those poor people struggling in the mud.

"Okay, let's meet, anyway, I have to go back to England in two days, and I will meet him by the way, maybe I have the opportunity to receive a big gift by the way"

After Albert returned the message to Scrimgeour, he looked sideways at Isobel who was still sleeping beside him, then looked up at the metal box on the bedside table where the Elder Wand was stored, and murmured: "Be patient, wait a little longer." One year, after the mysterious man dies, you can live the life you like."

Albert is very clear that what he needs most now is patience, and he will always remind himself to be patient.

One year is actually very short, even if it takes two or three years, he can still accept it.

Everything must be stabilized now.

After all, he is no longer alone.

Now that he has a wife, a child, and has become the leader of dozens of people, he must be steady in doing things, because he must be responsible for other people.

Even with the Elder Wand, Albert would not be arrogant enough to think that he could turn everything around, which is undoubtedly quite stupid.

Also, his enemy is Voldemort. Albert was never foolish enough to think that he could kill the most ferocious dark wizard in history with a single disarming spell. That was the treatment only the protagonist deserved.

Constantly weakening Voldemort's strength in various ways, and then giving him a fatal blow is what he should do.

Even Dumbledore spent a lot of effort in defeating Grindelwald.

A few days later, somewhere in a remote suburb of London, England.

Albert, who had just come directly from France using Apparition, was panting against the wall. Long-distance Apparation was not much more comfortable than using a Portkey.

Maybe, next time we should split it up a few times.

Although he knew that he could also apparate at a longer distance, it was undoubtedly an act of death.

Ever since getting the Elder Wand, with that kind of power, Albert could feel that he was losing awe, and he actually kind of regretted inheriting the Elder Wand from Dumbledore.

Even though it would ensure his ultimate victory, Albert could indeed feel himself being affected by the wand.

That's a big hole.

No wonder Dumbledore gave himself that wand.

Having said that, Harry was able to resist the temptation of the Elder Wand, was it because he was the savior, or did he not really feel the power of that wand?

Or, is it still influenced by a certain author?

Forget it, these are not important.

Albert put the Elder Wand into the shape-shifting lizard pouch, and took out the wand that claimed to bring luck again, "I really like my wand better."

Albert is not lacking in strength, and he doesn't need that magic wand in his life. Maybe he will use it for experiments in the future, but definitely not now.

"Only miscellaneous fish can indulge in power and lose themselves."

Albert didn't think he was an idiot, and in an instant, he realized why he was wearing the Elder Wand.

"Am I so insecure? Sure enough, it's all the fault of the no-nosed monster."

Ever since he was targeted by the mysterious man and the Death Eaters, Albert has been suffering from persecution paranoia.

Although he has always believed that a slight persecution paranoia is necessary.

"Really."

Albert was amused by the thoughts that came to his mind. After shaking his head to shake off those thoughts, he looked towards the street shrouded in white mist.

Since Voldemort and the Death Eaters no longer cared about the Ministry of Magic and began to act without scruple, the dementors have been wandering directly over the Muggle cities, devouring the happiness of Muggles with impunity, and even began to reproduce on a large scale.

Densely populated London has become a paradise for dementors. Even in the daytime, you can see dementors wandering around.

Even if the Ministry of Magic has been trying to disperse these dementors, there has been no good way. After all, the number of employees of the Ministry of Magic who know how to use the Patronus Charm is limited. Method.

Even if you drive them away for a while, those pesky dark creatures will still come back.

When the Ministry of Magic was unable to drive away all these nasty dementors, the weakness of the Ministry of Magic was suddenly exposed.

Although Scrimgeour was quite annoyed by this, he had no choice but to let the dementors wreak havoc over London.

"What a hassle."

Albert frowned slightly, raised his wand and sprayed out a large amount of thick fog, making the surrounding fog thicker.

Afterwards, he summoned his patron saint and drove away all the dementors around him.

Although this involves some risk, it is still necessary to avoid dementors, because the monsters recognize people by smell and emotion, and will likely see through his disguise directly.

A ball of light flitted through the thick fog, and the dementors who were enjoying the food fled in all directions as if encountering a natural enemy.

A middle-aged man who was reading a newspaper seemed to notice something, raised his head to look at the thicker and thicker white mist outside the window, and frowned slightly.

Then, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open~IndoMTL.com~ A middle-aged blond man walked in.

"Is this a party?"

He glanced over the customers in the store and said something inexplicable.

Finally, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Scrimgeour, who was drinking coffee and reading books at the table in the middle of the coffee shop, and walked over there.

"You are very courageous!"

Albert opened the chair and sat down opposite Scrimgeour, "If the mysterious man really wants to get rid of you, these Aurors can't keep you safe."

"Aren't you still here?" Scrimgeour said indifferently.

"That's right, but I still don't think you should take risks." Albert glanced at the coffee that the female Auror put in front of him, and continued, "I'm not Dumbledore, and I don't have much experience in protecting people. It may not be able to protect you."

Speaking, Albert looked sideways in a certain direction, narrowed his eyes and said, "Also, you really know when to meet."