Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 351: Invitation

Early morning, Albert woke up from his sleep, still in an inexplicable trance.

Last night, he pored over Blair's golden book.

To be honest, such a book made of gold really shocked Albert a lot. It is incredible that something that can only appear in the fairy tale world will appear in front of him one day.

Albert leaned out and looked out the window, the blue sky and white clouds, the clear vision, the faint sound of birds chirping outside the window, and the breeze blowing into the room from the window.

"It's so quiet!"

Albert sighed softly. He came to the window and looked into the distance, recalling the conversation he had with Mr. Broad last night.

The manor seems to be his own in the future.

"Really rich!" he muttered to himself.

Albert wonders how the manor came to be, to embezzle the wealth of some hapless Muggle?

Wizards do have this ability, and it seems to be a very simple thing.

After all, even the Ministry of Magic has a similar record.

Up and down.

Many ancient wizards must have done something similar.

It's not that Albert likes to think about dark places, but according to the records, when the Ministry of Magic built the Hogwarts Express, there was only the word "requisition".

Wizards are incapable of building a train like that, that's for sure.

"Forget it, it's none of my business." Albert covered a yawn, stretched lazily, changed his clothes, washed and prepared to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

The manor is huge, with long corridors and empty rooms.

Albert didn't find anyone in the dining room, and he didn't see the breakfast prepared by the house-elf. Finally, he thought about it and prepared to go to the kitchen. When he went to the kitchen, his eyes fell on the sunlight not far away. In the room, he walked towards that side with a smile, and Isobel was having breakfast.

"Good morning!" Albert greeted the girl with a smile.

"Good morning." Isobel put down his fork and asked, looking up, "Have you seen Mr. Broad last night?"

"I've seen it. Then again, why did you refuse?" Albert sat opposite Isobel and looked at the girl in front of him with a half-smiling smile. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes fell on the silent The house elf, whose voice appeared beside them, stopped what he was about to say.

"Sir, what are you going to have for breakfast?" the house-elf asked sharply.

"Just give me a breakfast similar to hers." Albert thought for a while and then said, "Well, it'd be better to have a glass of milk."

"Okay, hold on!" The house-elf quickly disappeared.

"Mom always wanted an elf to help us cook, she's not very good at cooking." Isobel said, looking at Albert.

"Then why do you still refuse?" Albert looked at Isobel with a half-smile, poured himself a cup of black tea, and said to himself.

"It's really convenient to have a house-elf to help with the housework. I'm thinking of abducting a house-elf from Hogwarts when I graduate."

"They have a contract."

"I know, but I can discuss it with Headmaster Dumbledore. I think he may agree. Hogwarts has no shortage of house-elves anyway." Albert is confident to blame a house-elves from Hogwarts .

"Now, you don't need to think about these issues," Isobel said after eating the omelette.

“Do you regret giving up?”

"No." Isobel sipped her lipstick and said, "You are more suitable, not to mention..."

Isobel didn't say anything, but Albert felt he got her point.

"Alas, I was really caught in my eyes last night!" Albert sighed: "It feels incredible to think about it now. However, what you said last time is right, it's really hard for me to refuse those things."

"Actually, that knowledge is useless to most people. Even if you want to master that part of knowledge, it will take a lot of time and energy." Isobel said lightly.

This is also one of the reasons why Isobel gave up. She thinks that her talent is not bad, but after seeing the things on the golden book, she already understands the difficulty of those contents.

The reason why the double-sided mirror was finally lost was related to confidentiality, but more importantly because of its difficulty in manufacturing.

That requires a high level of alchemy skills, just like the preparation of the elixirs, it will test the level of the maker.

In addition, it is not only necessary to master alchemy, but also to master metamorphosis. If the accumulation of knowledge and technology is not enough, even if the technology is mastered, the products produced will only be inferior.

Mass production, not that good.

Isobel also discovered Albert's anomaly. This guy is absorbing knowledge at a very strange speed, so she simply gave up the surname.

Actually, Isobel also believes that it is more likely that they will let Albert inherit in the end. After all, under the same conditions, everyone wants to choose a better one.

The house-elves quickly served breakfast with milk, sausages, fried eggs and bread.

After saying thank you and taking a gulp of milk, Albert casually chatted about trivial matters with Isobel.

There are some things that you should take the initiative to strive for.

The small talk between the two sides only stopped after Katrina's arrival~IndoMTL.com~ What are you talking about? ' asked Katrina curiously.

"Talking about how to improve the beauty potion." Albert briefly talked about skiing in France.

"Is that Miss Louise beautiful?" Katrina's focus seemed a little...different.

"It's very beautiful. It is said that she has a quarter of Veela blood and inherits the beautiful side of Veela very well." Albert smiled and talked about the little things that Miss Louise brought to men. trouble.

Katrina ate the contents of the plate with a blank face, but Isobel didn't care much about these things, and continued to chat with Albert about the beauty potion. She is also good at potions, and if she can improve this potion, the girl will definitely be happy to do so.

After all, it's a girl's nature to love beauty.

After breakfast and the house-elves taking care of the sunroom, the three of them have been reading and chatting here until Mog appears at the door of the sunroom.

"Long time no see, Mr. Mogg." Albert greeted him with a smile.

"Long time no see, I just heard you talking about Mr. Delacour."

Yes!

Albert spoke about the Monsieur Delacourt he met in France.

"I have met Monsieur Adrian Delacour, a witty wizard," said Mogue, who took a letter from his pocket and handed it to Albert, "I still have some I won't bother you any more."

Albert took the letter suspiciously, looked at Mog's leaving back, raised his eyebrows slightly, turned the letter over, and glanced at the sender, it was the letter from Sierra Harris.

"What's wrong?" Katrina asked curiously.

"Nothing."

"Your expression doesn't look like nothing."