Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 672: On the importance of being cheeky

In the early morning, the weather was fine, the breeze gently blew up the curtains, the sunlight penetrated into the room through the gap, and sprinkled on the sleeping girl's face. For a moment, Isobel opened his eyes in a daze, raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, turned his head to look at the sleeping big boy beside him, blinked, stretched out his hands secretly, and gently tugged at Ai. Burt's sleeping face.

Even though she is not yet an adult, her formal style is terribly mature, that is, when she falls into a deep sleep, that innocent and cute sleeping face will make the girl feel that she is older than the other party.

It has been several years since the confession, to confirming the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, and then the two began to date and fall in love, and now they have even begun to talk about marriage. However, Albert is still immature, and it feels incredible to think about it. What's even more absurd is that he has already agreed to the other party's proposal.

Albert moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes of the two meet at close range.

Isobel was startled, backed away in panic, and sat on the bed looking at the boy who just sat up.

"Good morning!"

Albert rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist lazily, turned his head to look at Isobel next to him, and said gently, "If you're not satisfied, even in the morning..."

Before he finished speaking, the pillow slammed on his face, telling him to shut up.

"It's time to get up, I overslept today, it's all my fault." Isobel got down from the bed and began to pick up the clothes that were littered last night, then dug out a beige dress from the suitcase and covered it On Albert's head, he was obviously dissatisfied with the guy who kept staring at him.

"I've seen it all."

Albert curled his lips, reached out and removed his clothes. After Isobel put on his nightgown and took the change of clothes to the bathroom, he also got up from the bed and began to put clothes on his body.

When it was late in the morning, the Lemays left breakfast for the two of them: fried eggs, milk, croissants, and a cup of fragrant black tea.

“You can take advantage of today to wander around, there are many fascinating places in France, don’t miss them since you are here.” Mrs. Perenal said with a smile: “Also, it is easy to feel at home and study things all the time. Tired."

When leaving Lemay's house, Isobel blushed slightly, glared at Albert, and muttered softly, "They noticed!"

"At the beginning, when we lived in the same room, they guessed it." Albert looked at the somewhat irritated girlfriend, and felt that the other party's face was not thick enough. Maybe it was because of the relationship in someone else's home, and he should have been there. You can open your own home.

I don't know how passionate French people can find any place they want.

Is it more exciting to do that?

"You did your best to take advantage of me." Isobel was depressed to find that he had accidentally fallen into Albert's trap.

"What are you doing looking at me like that?"

"The French are more enthusiastic than you think, they won't care." Albert softly comforted.

"My skin is not as thick as yours." Isobel angrily reached out and pulled Albert's cheek, as if planning to see how thick his skin was.

"If you don't have thick skin, how can you get a beautiful girl." Albert was not annoyed, but smiled and reassured, "Okay, don't be angry, it's rare for us to go to a foreign wizard village, so we should walk around. , we're on vacation."

It's just that at the end of the sentence, the confidence is a bit lacking.

During this time, Albert had been so focused on his studies that he didn't have time to take Isobel around.

"I've already forgotten that we're actually here on vacation?" Isobel was also a little depressed. This time was more tiring than in school.

"Well, I was wrong."

Speaking, Albert took out a small bag of French magic money from his pocket, put it on Isobel's palm, and said with a smile: "Today I will accompany you shopping, and by the way, go shopping in the wizard's street in France, Buy something to celebrate our jackpot."

"You are generous and don't treat money like money."

Isobel couldn't help rolling her eyes, put the purse back in Albert's pocket, and asked, "Isn't that the money can't be exchanged for the currency of the wizarding world? Where did you get the money from? , where did you get it?"

"Of course I earned it myself. My uncle Charlie in the Muggle world took my plan to open a milk tea shop and gave me a share every year. Although it's not much, the money is enough. ."

Albert took some pounds to exchange for Galleons, wizards still need Muggle currency after all, but goblins usually don't need a lot of foreign currency, so it's good enough.

As for the bag of French gold coins in his pocket, it was actually the bonus he won the International Wizarding Flag Championship a while ago.

"Okay, you're amazing."

The two hold hands and walk down the streets of Nikolai village.

This is different from Hogsmeade Village. The village is very clean. The streets are paved with bricks and stones, and it is not as narrow as the previous streets. The only problem is that there are no shops, mostly residents, just a magic grocery store and a tavern.

Oh, yes, and the old home of the Lemays.

There are some stone carvings and clay tablets in the old residence, some ancient laboratory equipment, parchment, notes or some old books.

In short, it looks a bit like a museum.

The stall at the entrance is selling all kinds of peripherals related to the Philosopher's Stone, and even the formula for the elixir of life has been figured out.

The middle-aged uncle looked at the two of them, so he secretly lowered his voice and told them that it was Nico and his wife who lived in seclusion in Nikolai Village.

As for where they live, of course no one knows.

Albert wanted to laugh a little when he heard it, he knew this was the other party's routine.

"That person is full of lies." Isobel couldn't help saying after walking out of the 100 meters.

"I know, there is no shortage of this kind of guy anywhere." Albert didn't care either. I've seen this kind of thing a lot in my past life.

After walking around the village of Nicolae, the two passed the fireplace near the square and headed to Paris's Row of the Wizards.

It's more suitable for a date, or shopping.

Albert was on a trip to France and had to buy some souvenirs for his family.

Wizards Row in Paris is similar to Diagon Alley in London, but it is cleaner than Diagon Alley. The streets are very spacious, and they are also paved with bricks. The shops on both sides are not only hung with signs, but also displayed Some sundries seem to tell customers what kind of shop this is.

"It's so lively here!"

Isobel looked curiously at the surrounding shops.

The closest to their side is a cauldron shop, and further afield there is a bookstore that appears to be holding book signings.

About halfway through the summer vacation, most of the students came to Wizard Street to shop.

The two just looked outside the bookstore, instead of lining up, the sign was signed by a handsome wizard, which reminded him of Lockhart, who was still being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Isobel wasn't interested in these and took Albert to the clothing store, so they went straight to the Toffan clothing store, which already had customers, for the young sisters.

After the other party turned around, Albert recognized who the other party was at a glance.

Pretty girls of Veela blood are always impressive.

"Long time no see, Miss Delacour?" Albert greeted him politely.

"Oh, hello." Furong's tone was stiff, her eyes swept across Albert, and she looked at the red-haired woman beside him again, raising her eyebrows slightly.

This woman is prettier than last time.

"Hello, Mr. Champion." Gabriel remembered who this person was, and greeted Albert shyly.

"I prefer you to call me brother."

Albert took out the candy he bought not long ago from his pocket, squatted down and corrected, "I'm still very young, it's strange to be called Mr."

"Okay, Mr. Champion." Gabriel smiled and took the candy.

"Champion?"

The store manager Abel looked up and down Albert when he heard the words. He couldn't remember who this person was for a while, but he felt that the other person looked a little familiar.

"It's time for us to go, Gabrielle." Fleur nodded towards Albert, then took her sister's hand and prepared to leave.

"Sister, can I visit Cousin Louise's shop?" Gabrielle pleaded.

"Oh, of course, we can go and cheer for her, otherwise Louise will be so pathetic."

"What kind of champion are you." The store manager asked curiously.

"That was just a joke." Albert asked, deviating from the subject, "Can you show me that hat?"

"Oh, alright." The store manager was immediately distracted, taking a beret-like hat from the shelf.

"I think this hat matches you well, and it looks good with a skirt." Albert smiled and put the hat on Isobel's head, nodding with satisfaction.

Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't have the habit of wearing a hat.

However, she presumably guessed that Albert wanted to buy a hat as a present for his sister, so she helped pick one.

"I think girls will like this style better, it suits Nia very well. And you forgot to buy it for yourself." Isobel picked out a men's hat for Albert.

Finally, when they left the Taverian Garment Store, Albert took three packages, Nia's hat, Isobel's skirt, and a slightly larger dress robe.

"What did you buy the dress for?" Isobel asked, puzzled.

"It will come in handy in sixth grade." Albert sighed and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, you have already graduated by then, and I will have to find another dance partner."

"Are you afraid you can't find a dance partner?" Isobel said sullenly.

"By the way, then you can pretend to be Katrina and sneak into the school to attend the Christmas ball. Anyway, your sisters look alike, so no one will recognize them."

"Did you predict something again?" Isobel asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, a very lively Christmas ball."

Speaking, the two turned into a cold drink shop and found that the owner here was actually an acquaintance.

"Louise, I didn't expect to meet you here." Albert looked at Miss Veela in surprise.

"No, I opened this store." Louise asked with a smile, "What do you want?"

"Two strawberry ice creams." Albert said to Louise after looking at Isobel, "Why do you want to open a cold drink shop?"

"I didn't know what to do for a while, so I just found something for myself." Louise brought two big cups of strawberry ice cream in front of the two of them, then went to Albert and said, "You You didn't tell me when you came to France, I could be a tour guide for you for a few days."

"No, thank you." Isobel said calmly, "We are here to find Albert's teacher and invite him to be our witness."

"Witness?" Louise asked, dumbfounded, "You're getting married, right? I remember Albert was underage?"

"No, we're just getting engaged first." Isobel took a mouthful of ice cream and explained calmly, "We'll have to wait until we get married."

"By the way, do you have a newspaper here?" Albert quickly changed the subject. He felt that if he continued talking, he might be finished.

"Congratulations," Louise said tentatively.

"Thank you," said Albert, taking the paper.

Louise walks away rather annoyed, she doesn't believe, neither of them have rings on their hands, and Isobel is clearly lying.

Isobel looked up at Louise, who was walking away, and Albert, who was reading the newspaper, and said softly, "You are so welcome."

"You know, I don't actually want to." Albert changed the subject again, "Look this way."

In a section of the paper, Albert saw members of the International Confederation of Wizards criticize Fudge for not informing the Muggle Prime Minister of Black's escape.

"Black escaped." Albert handed Isobel the newspaper.

"So, your prophecy has come true again?" Isobel raised his eyebrows. "No one has ever escaped from Azkaban prison. It's not a good thing to have such a precedent."

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Albert comforted softly.

"You seem to be predicting a lot of things?" Isobel cupped Albert's face with both hands and rubbed it hard, "It's always mysterious."

"Blake's target should be Potter?" Albert scooped a scoop of ice cream ~IndoMTL.com~ and reached out to Isobel, "Everything weird happens, it's a little bit like Harry Potter If you don't understand it, just put it on Potter."

"..." Isobel.

"Oh, it's really you."

A voice suddenly sounded from outside.

The two of them turned their heads and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Hetok walking towards this direction.

"Mr. Hertok, why are you here." Albert looked at the acquaintance who sat across from them in surprise.

"I came to France to do some things. When I was passing by, I came in to have a look." Hetok suddenly said again, "By the way, do you want to join the Extraordinary Apothecary Association?"

"Isn't it that ungraduated wizards can't join?" Albert asked suspiciously.

“That was true before, but the conditions for membership have been changed a while ago. As long as there is an invitation from an association member and pass the membership assessment, you can become a member of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association.” Hetok said with a smile, “Okay, Come with me!"

The two looked at each other, greeted Louise, and went to the Extraordinary Apothecary Association with Hertok.