Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 522: Invitation

"What are you thinking about?"

"Want to introduce you to my family when."

"You told your family about us?"

"Not yet." Albert shook his head, "They told me to bring back a girlfriend if I had one."

"Oh, Muggles started dating very early?" Isobel asked curiously.

"They're worried that I won't be able to find a girlfriend." Albert's face couldn't help showing a wry smile, "They got married very young. Ever since I knew there were very few students at Hogwarts, they started urging me to get there as soon as possible. Find a girlfriend, and quickly start to soak you."

"By the way, I told my mom about us."

The girl in the mirror circled her red hair with her fingers and said with a smile: "However, just a few days after I told her, you made a lot of scandals, and my mother was very suspicious of my vision. Fortunately, , you quickly settled the scandal. Otherwise, her impression of you may not be very good."

"Think I'm a philandering bastard?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"That's right." The girl sighed lightly, "People's preconceived thinking is still very heavy."

"Hopefully I didn't impress her too badly."

"Although it wasn't very good at first, but you dealt with it quickly. Mom's impression of you is actually quite good." Isobel loosened the tangled hair from her fingertips and smiled. Happy, "She recognizes your abilities."

Everyone knows what Rita Skeeter is, but in normal times, everyone still enjoys reading articles written by that woman.

After all, the article is interesting, and all kinds of gossip are shady.

As long as it doesn't involve their own business, no one will reject such an article.

Anyway, it's never a big deal to watch the fun.

"Are you free next week?" Isobel asked suddenly.

I don't know why, Albert felt that Isobel's cheeks were a little red. When he rarely saw the other person blushing, he couldn't help but be very curious: "Are you going to invite me to your house?"

The girl rolled her eyes at him rarely, "Mom wants to invite you to my house for dinner."

"Or, come to my house first"

"Forget it, let's wait until your sister is a little older!" Isobel didn't immediately agree, "Also, I remember we actually met in Diagon Alley by chance."

Albert recalled a little, as if it did happen.

"Okay, so how do I get to your place?"

"Take the Knights Bus," Isobel said without hesitation. "I can reserve a spot for you."

"I heard that that thing is very uncomfortable to sit up." Albert didn't refuse, he was just thinking about whether he should bring some greetings.

Of course, it doesn't really matter, but sometimes there are trivial things to worry about.

"That's it, I'll let you know when the time is fixed." Isobel added, "Mom has been very busy, spending most of her time working at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. ."

"Speaking of which, I think there are indeed too many similarities between us." Albert couldn't help but sigh, but was quickly attracted by the noise outside the window.

Sheila flew in from the outside, and the owl disappeared inexplicably in the morning. It is estimated that she went to the Weasley's house to pick up the letter.

Count the time, Fred and George should have rescued Potter.

Sela, who landed on the table, almost pushed the double-sided mirror off the table. Fortunately, Albert moved the mirror away in time.

"You're such a busy man!"

Isobel also noticed the owl that landed in front of Albert.

Shera was startled by the sudden sound, turned her head to look around, and finally shook her head, staring at the figure in the mirror, and touched the mirror with her head.

"That's it for now, see you tomorrow night."

Speaking, the figure in the double-sided mirror disappeared.

"Look, you scared people away again!" Albert jokingly rubbed the owl's head, took out the letter and glanced at the sender's name, it was actually Hermione.

Hermione informs Albert in the letter that Harry has been rescued from his uncle's house by Ron, George and Fred.

From the description in the letter, Hermione strongly disapproved of the trio's adventurous actions.

I can't believe how dare they do that.

If they were seen driving a flying car, they would have been expelled from school, and even Mr. Weasley would have lost his job.

I have to say, Hermione's head is pretty sane most of the time.

In the letter, there is also mention of house-elves intercepting Harry's letters.

Hermione wrote to him:

Harry thinks someone is trying to tease him, I think it's suspicious, what do you think about it.

At the end of the letter, Hermione left the date when she and Harry met in Diagon Alley.

"What's the name of the Malfoy house elf," Albert murmured. "In the end, it seems that he died while saving Harry."

Albert doesn't have to go to Diagon Alley, he's been there, not too long ago, when he met Rita Skeeter, and bought all the books by the way.

Nia complained a lot about it, because they had lunch at Uncle Charlie's store waiting for him to come back.

Charlie's milk tea shop is still very popular, but the variety and taste of milk tea are getting more and more strange. However, Albert's savory potato gratin to Charlie was well-received.

British people are still very good at cooking potatoes, just like Chinese people can make a hundred ways to eat with rice.

As for why the ~IndoMTL.com~ Malfoy elf went to warn Harry, Albert naturally knew why.

He didn't think to stop the issue of the secret room. It was in his interest to use this to trigger more tasks.

However, getting more benefits from this requires a bit of calculation.

"How do you feel, I'm becoming more and more like a conspirator!" Albert touched his chin and muttered to himself.

With that, he took out a piece of parchment from the drawer and started writing to Hermione:

"This is very strange. If Harry's description is correct, then it is very problematic. House-elves basically do not disobey their master's orders. If they disobey, it means that it is 80% Really."

"House-elves generally can't use magic because they don't have their master's permission." Albert thought about it and continued: "He wouldn't tell Harry who was planning this, I guess that guy was the house kid. The master of the elves. The house-elves need to protect their masters, so it is normal not to say it. It is not difficult to guess with a little speculation."

"From the house-elves hitting the wall, I don't think it deceived Harry, because that's a way for the house-elves to punish themselves." Albert went out of his way to know about house-elves.

Of course, most of what he wrote in the letter was his random analysis. Although it was a little gossip, Albert believed that Hermione would believe a little bit, at least it would raise vigilance.

"So, it's better to let Potter be careful. I have a hunch that he may be out of luck this year." After Albert finished writing, he noticed Shera's gaze, smiled and stuffed the letter into the drawer and lifted it up. He tapped its head with his hand, "Don't worry, it's not too late to deliver the letter when you recover. With me, you never have to worry about nothing to do."