In the next few days, Albert did not go to the woods to the north again, nor did he meet Louise again.
Nia's learning to ski was not smooth, she still fell down often, and sometimes she even pulled Albert to roll in the snow with her.
A similar scene can often be seen on the snow slopes next to the town. Not only Nia does this, but other tourists who are not good at skiing also do this.
Everyone's situation is similar, so you don't feel embarrassed. Tourists who really know how to ski will take the cable car to ski elsewhere.
"Failed again!"
Nia stretched out her hand to pull Albert up from the snow, muttering softly.
"Maybe I'm not good at teaching people to ski, so I asked dad to come over and teach you!" Albert simply took the blame, stretched out his hand to shake the snow off Nia's body, and comforted softly.
"You must think I'm stupid!" The girl pouted unhappily, "So, you don't want to teach me anymore."
"Okay, keep practicing!" Albert sighed.
"When skiing, balance is very important, just like skating and riding a bicycle." Albert shared his opinion with Nia, "You don't need to be too anxious at the beginning. Any similar exercise requires a little bit.
Come on, it’s unrealistic to want to succeed in one step.”
"Yeah!" The girl nodded, and soon she pulled Albert down together.
"Feel sorry."
"It's okay, you're not hurt!"
"No."
"That's good."
I don't know how many times this conversation has been repeated.
In fact, Albert didn't know how to ski. His skiing skills were improved through experience. He was only at level one, and his skiing skills were very average. When he taught Nia, he just gave her his own skiing experience.
Albert once thought that Nia's sense of balance was too poor, which was why she often fell. Now it seems that it is most likely that he is a terrible teacher.
Near noon, Daisy and Herb came back from skiing and came to the slope to see the situation. What they saw was the scene of the two brothers falling together.
"I probably really can't teach others to ski!" Albert said helplessly to Herb. He had been teaching Nia for several days, but Nia still didn't learn it.
Facts have proved that Albert's guess was right. He is indeed not good at teaching people. Daisy only spent half an hour teaching Nia how to ski.
Although the skating was not very smooth, Nia did learn it, which made Albert very depressed and couldn't help but doubt his teaching ability.
"It seems that I am really not suitable to be a teacher." He muttered quietly.
"To celebrate Nia's learning to ski, we went to the French restaurant last time for dinner. The food there was very good!" Herb led a family of four towards the restaurant.
As for Tom, another member of the family, the fat cat, was sleeping on the soft cushion with his paws in his arms.
The food in that store is really good, very authentic French cuisine, but a little pricey.
After being transferred to other countries, the delicacies of many countries undergo some strange changes in taste in order to adapt to other people's tastes.
Unless you go to that country, it’s difficult to eat authentic food. Most people who don’t know about it even think that that’s how the food from various countries should be.
The four of them were eating and chatting about skiing. While skiing, Herb discovered several nice scenery and planned to take them there to take photos.
However, Albert thought that Nia still needed to practice skiing more, so he postponed the matter.
In fact, Albert didn't have much interest in skiing. Most of the time, he thought he should be able to do it, so he spent some experience to upgrade his skills.
"We meet again, Mr. Anderson!"
At this time, someone came towards him and greeted him in a skillful tone.
Albert suddenly raised his head and looked at the visitor, with a moment of astonishment on his face.
The Anderson family all looked at the beautiful girl in front of them with confusion. They soon realized that the other party was here to see Albert, and they all turned to look at Albert.
"The food in this restaurant is very good." Albert said easily, "Are you alone?"
"They are over there." Louise smiled at a couple dressed in ordinary clothes not far away.
Albert nodded slightly in that direction, but had no intention of going over to get acquainted with the other party.
However, Mr. Delacour came over on his own.
"It's our first time meeting you, Mr. Anderson. I hope you won't feel rude." The other person spoke broken English, which he didn't seem to use very often.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Delacour." Albert greeted the other party in a formulaic manner. He used French. There was no other way. The other party's English tone was so poor that he had difficulty listening.
"Muggle sports are also very interesting." Mr. Delacour said to himself, "Last time, it took me a few days to learn it. When Huttock came to France last winter, I invited him
We came here to ski together, he doesn’t seem to like this sport very much.”
Albert smelled something unusual.
"Don't look at me like this. Hutok and I have known each other for several years. I heard that he thinks highly of you. If you were a few years older, I would definitely welcome you to pursue my daughter Louise. She is very beautiful."
No." Mr. Delacour winked at Albert.
This guy is a familiar person, and when he talks in a gibberish way, he actually tries to promote his daughter like Albert, which makes Louise and his wife roll their eyes several times.
Albert opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"You don't seem to know that you are famous?" Mr. Delacour said suddenly, probably seeing Albert's astonished expression.
"have no idea."
"I have read several of your papers. They are very impressive. Many people think that you may be the next Dumbledore." Mr. Delacour's words were somewhat joking.
Albert didn't take it seriously and let the other person continue talking.
"I heard that Hutok is researching a potion that can restore werewolves?"
"I don't know." Albert said calmly, "However, it is not easy for a werewolf to completely transform into a normal human being. The thing you are talking about is probably an inhibitor that allows the werewolf to transform.
It’s no longer so dangerous.”
"I think so too." Mr. Delacour nodded, "That kind of disease cannot be cured, right? Do you know the bet between Hutok and Mr. Damocles?"
"I remember that the relationship between the two of them seems to be pretty good!"
"Um?"
"It's hard to imagine that Mr. Dagworth would actually agree to such a bet." Albert didn't quite believe this. He knew that the man had received too much glory and was not very interested in many things except potions.
interested.
"I'm not very familiar with Mr. Damocles." Mr. Delacour looked at Albert curiously.
"Mr. Dagworth probably wants to win over Mr. Damocles." Albert thought for a moment and expressed his guess. "After all, one more Merlin Medal means nothing to Mr. Dagworth."
Yes, and Mr. Damocles obviously needs that Medal of Merlin."