Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 735: The dog

  Chapter 736 The Dog

  Albert just came out of the clothing store, holding the package in both hands, and complaining in his mouth: "Alas, why did Fengya brand wizard clothing store suddenly not support mailing?"

   Actually, Albert knew the reason, and the notice at the door of the store clearly wrote that Dementors would patrol the streets of Hogsmeade every day after sunset.

   Okay.

   Dementors frequently harass the village of Hogsmeade, causing the Hogsmeade Post Office to stop mailings after evening. After all, animals have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. The owl in the post office can't stand the dementor's repeated intimidation, and the manager of Fengya Wizard's Clothing Store obviously doesn't have time to help him send things out before the store closes.

  "Help me take a look. I have nothing left to buy. The list is in my left pocket."

   said, Albert turned slightly and handed over the question of checking the purchase list to his girlfriend beside him.

  Isobel reaches out to take out the somewhat intimidating list from Albert's robe pocket: "This list is getting longer."

  "This is also a no-brainer. I know more people. Maybe I should ask Bit to help me purchase."

  Although he said this, Albert usually chooses gifts whenever he is free. He always has to find something for himself and Isobel, otherwise there is nothing to do in Hogsmeade. In fact, It's also quite boring, especially for women like creatures who are always keen to go shopping.

  "I've bought all the clothes, what should I do with the rest?"

  "I have asked my family to help me buy the rest."

  Wizards who can communicate with Albert usually don't care about his Muggle status, so Albert occasionally sends gifts from the Muggle world, and they don't care, like last time Albert The champagne brought back from France is very popular with them.

   The two walked to a remote alley not far away. Isobel was pretending to read the wanted list posted on the wall, and Albert went into the alley and handed the package in his hand to the invisible house elf.

  "Bit, please take your things home first."

  "Good host."

   The house-elf stuffs all the parcels into a big bag, then slaps them over his shoulders like a Santa Claus, and disappears in the blink of an eye.

   "No wonder many wizards want a house elf to help with the housework." Isobel looked at Beet's back and asked, "Where are you going next, Honeydukes Candy Store?"

   "Well, I remember Professor Slughorn likes candied pineapple." Albert took the list and added a candied pineapple to it.

  "I thought you didn't like Professor Slughorn very much."

   "Not a nuisance, Professor Slughorn is a refined egoist and hedonist who loves vanity." Albert noticed that Isobel was looking at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

  "I rarely see you commenting on a person like this."

   "Professor Slughorn is okay." Albert mocked himself, "Actually, most people are like this, including myself being a refined egoist and hedonist. The status quo is like this, You can't ask for too much, and Professor Slughorn hasn't done anything bad."

   "It's a good idea to keep in touch with him, give him a Christmas present, I think Professor Slughorn will be very happy, it's the cheapest way to make friends, and he knows a lot of people, Maybe someday it will come in handy."

  Isobel knows what's going on with those woolen socks, woolen scarves, and woolen hats.

   Well, the price is not the problem, the important thing is the mind.

   The two walked towards the Honey Duke candy store. Near the candy store, Albert saw a red lollipop floating next to Ron and Hermione.

  Isobel followed his gaze, apparently seeing it too.

  "Harry Potter?"

   "He should be wearing that invisibility cloak, which is not a good idea." Albert said softly. He suddenly wanted to play a prank, pulling Potter's invisibility cloak down a little, exposing his head to the public eye, and it would definitely cause an instant sensation.

   However, Albert finally suppressed the idea and went to Honey Duke Candy Store with Isobel to buy sweets.

  "Are you losing weight?"

   found that Isobel didn't buy him snacks, Albert raised his eyebrows and asked.

  "Too sweet is bad for your health."

   "Exercise more, there is no need to force yourself to diet."

   As soon as I came out of the candy store, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

  Albert looked up at the snowflakes and said, "Let's go to the Three Broomsticks and have a hot butterbeer."

   "Yeah." Isobel helped pick up a package and walked towards the three brooms not far away. On the way through the alley, Albert stopped and his eyes fell on the black dog who was rummaging through the trash can.

  Black?

   Albert can't be sure, but it's plausible, it's hard to find food in the winter forest.

  "What happened to that dog?"

  Isobel followed Albert's line of sight and noticed the black dog who was turning over the trash can.

   "Very rare." Albert's voice was soft, as if he was worried that he might startle the black dog away.

  "Dogs are rare?"

  Isobel looked at Albert in confusion, and his eyes fell on the black dog again.

   The black dog seemed to notice that someone was looking at it, and ran away with a half-section bag in his mouth.

   "Apart from Hagrid, I've hardly ever seen a wizard keep a dog, and I've never seen a second dog near the school." Albert looked at the disappearing back of the dog, and was already sure that it was Sirius· Black too.

  "There's something wrong with that dog?" Isobel immediately realized why Albert would say this, "Did you predict something again?"

   It's no wonder Isobel thinks this way. Albert will suddenly pay attention to a dog, and it's suspicious no matter how you look at that dog.

   "I don't know, but that dog gave me a sense of incongruity. Forget it, it's none of our business anyway." Albert withdrew his gaze from the alley, looked in the direction of the three brooms, and happened to see When Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Hagrid appeared outside the Three Broomsticks, with a man in a dark yellow-green bowler hat, Hagrid deliberately fell behind to talk to each other.

   When Albert approached, it was clear who the man was: Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

  Fudge was very perfunctory about the hippogriff~IndoMTL.com~ but Hagrid didn't seem to notice, still talking to himself, trying to use words to change the Minister of Magic's mind .

  Albert and Isobel came to the door of Three Broomsticks, and Hagrid seemed to notice their arrival and greeted Albert with a smile.

   "Minister, maybe you've heard his name, Albert Anderson, the genius who has won several international awards," Hagrid introduced to Fudge.

  "Oh, sure. But it's my first time seeing a real person, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Anderson."

  Connelly Fudge, who was just about to enter the bar, stopped when he heard Hagrid's words, turned his head and looked over. When he saw Albert, the expression on Fudge's face changed slightly, but soon it changed again. Back to normal.

  Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, the Minister of Magic's thoughts could not be hidden from her eyes.

   After entering the bar, Albert felt that the atmosphere in the bar was a little weird. It seemed that because a professor entered the bar, everyone was very restrained.

  Isobel reached for the frothy hot butterbeer from Albert, looked at Fudge's back and said softly, "I know now why you don't like him."

  (end of this chapter)