Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 474: Wild Smith’s concerns
At night, as the sky darkened, Albert folded the Marauder's map and put it in his pocket, leaving the Room of Requirement under the whistles of Fred, George, and Lee Jordan.
The three seemed to have a strange misunderstanding about Albert's statement that he had an appointment with someone else.
Albert didn't bother to explain it to them, just misunderstood. Anyway, it's not that he never dated Isobel.
When crossing the secret passage to the third floor, Albert took out his pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at the pointer on it. It was still a few minutes before seven o'clock in the evening.
This is enough time for him to walk to the door of Professor McGonagall's office.
Just after seven o'clock on the hands, Albert stuffed the pocket watch into his pocket, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door of the office.
A moment later, footsteps were heard inside the door.
Professor McGonagall opened the door, looked at Albert who was standing outside and said, "On time."
"I would like to borrow..."
Albert was interrupted by Professor McGonagall before he could finish speaking.
"Bud has already written to me and told me about it." Professor McGonagall took two steps back, gave way to the door, and motioned for Albert to enter the room to speak.
"You should be able to use Floo powder, right?"
"It will work."
"That's good." Professor McGonagall handed the box containing Floo powder to Albert, and suddenly reminded: "Before the curfew, you must come back."
"Got it." Albert took a pinch from the box and sprinkled Floo powder on the fireplace.
With a whistle, the fire in the fireplace rolled up into a green flame, rising higher than the two of them.
Albert walked straight into the fire and shouted "192 Diagon Alley", the whole being was sucked in by the flames, his body seemed to be spinning rapidly in the washing machine, and the whistling passed by his ears.
I don't know how long it took, Albert felt himself falling on the cold stone ground.
"Sir, are you okay?"
A sharp voice rang in Albert's ear. It was a house elf.
"Well, I'm fine."
"Please take my hand, I will take Mr. to the banquet location."
As soon as Albert got up from the ground, the house-elf reached out and grabbed his wrist, apparating and disappearing in place with him.
When Albert recovered completely, he found himself standing in a brightly lit hall.
The house-elf next to him pushes him into a chair.
"Good evening." Professor Broad greeted Albert with a smile, "It seems that you are not used to this kind of travel."
"Yeah, I feel a little uncomfortable." Albert suppressed the tumultuous nausea and nodded slightly to the few people present. He found that Sierra Harris was actually here.
"I think you'll get used to it." Tiberius Ogden gently reassured.
"Aren't you surprised why I'm here?" Sera Harris said with a wink at Albert and a smile.
"I can probably guess why," said Albert.
"I hope you don't get tired of spending Easter with us old men." Gerber Smith also smiled kindly at Albert, "After all, we don't have much time together, as Family, you still need to spend some time cultivating everyone's feelings."
The house-elves quickly gathered the food. This time, it was still mainly French and Italian food, but they were all easier to digest.
"I know you may be a little surprised. Although some rules cannot be changed, rules are dead after all, people are alive, and people are more important." McDoug said calmly.
"So, I became one of you ahead of time?" Albert asked curiously after stuffing the cheese-covered lobster meat into his mouth and swallowing it.
"You can say that." Professor Broad nodded with a smile.
"Can you tell me, what made you make this change?" After Albert finished speaking, he continued to eliminate the spaghetti while listening.
"I went to visit an old friend a while ago, and he told me that the sparks of war are still shining brightly above us," said Tiberius Ogdenwyn softly.
"A prophet?" Albert put down his fork, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and asked Tiberius, "This is a hint that fighting will resume soon"
"Yes, he's very good at stargazing and divination." Ogden sighed. "He told me that in the last ten years, there have been indications that people in the wizarding world have only been through two games. A brief period of peace between wars."
"I have also heard some rumors recently, related to Mysterious Man." Albert said calmly: "It is said that Mysterious Man is eyeing the Philosopher's Stone, and that stone is now at Hogwarts?"
"It's not good news." McDougall frowned. "It's hard to imagine Dumbledore doing that."
"Potter is enrolled this year," Professor Broad reminded. "Everyone calls him the Savior, and I think something might happen between them."
"Yes, your guess is correct, I also think something will happen between them." Albert peeled the lobster claws that had been broken into pieces.
"As the heirs of Wild Smith, you hope you can take your own safety seriously." Gerber Smith did not have any other negative feelings towards his grandson because he was killed by Albert.
Sometimes, Albert feels weird.
"Oh, of course I will protect myself, after all I haven't lived enough." Albert said seriously.
At the dinner, they talked a lot. The first wizarding war, and even earlier, the first generation of the Dark Lord caused the magical world.
Whether it's Ogden, Smith, or even Harris is teaching Albert.
They are all worried about the outbreak of the Second Wizarding War, and even more worried that this war will last for a long time.
Voldemort made everyone dare to use "the devil who can't even name", not just because that name was enchanted, but years, or even longer, caused people to suffer Fear deep in the mind.
"If something bad does happen, I hope you can hide, or simply leave the UK and wait for the end of the war to come back." Ogden looked at Albert and said seriously.
Running may be a weak act, but he is undoubtedly the best solution.
"Because I'm a student of Gryffindor" Albert asked, raising his eyebrows.
Obviously, the reason why several people had to emphasize this matter to him at this time was undoubtedly because they were worried that he was a student of Gryffindor.
Gryffindor students are not lacking in courage, but confronting Voldemort or his minions is clearly not what they want to see.
The Wildsmith family is too secretive. As long as everyone hides, there is nowhere to look even if you want to, and not many people know of their existence.
"Don't worry, I cherish my life more than you~IndoMTL.com~ Also, I can actually do divination." Albert said calmly.
"That's why we're worried." Professor Broad sighed softly, "When you were in first grade, you dared to break into the Forbidden Forest single-handedly. I know you actually made a lot of preparations, but It’s still a risk, even if the risk is low, there’s still a risk.”
"I don't need to mention last year," McDoug said with a sigh.
"You're too adventurous, maybe you've prepared meticulously for every adventure, but we don't want you to take risks, because no preparation is perfect."
"Don't worry, I won't make fun of my life." Albert said calmly, "And more importantly, Isobel."
"That kid Isobel is nice, but you're a better fit," Ogden said.
"I heard you were dating?" Mog asked tentatively.
"Well, we are indeed dating." Albert admitted directly.
"Look, I'll say they'll definitely get together." Professor Broad winked at the others and smiled, "they have similar personalities."
"Very good, after you graduate, get married." Gerber Smith decided, "When the time comes, settle abroad, don't go back to the UK for the time being, and we will all leave the UK to avoid the upcoming third The Second Wizarding War."
Albert was speechless when he heard the words.
To be honest, the word war is a bit of an exaggeration.
And, he knew, the so-called Second Wizarding War didn't last as long as the first, and Voldemort was quickly brought to an end by the Savior.
The concerns of several of you here are undoubtedly superfluous.
But Albert couldn't tell them that Voldemort was on the street soon after the Second War began.