Nia has been depressed since her last letter from Hogwarts, and being unable to go to Hogwarts to learn magic was a big blow to her.
After discussing with Herb privately, Albert called Grandpa Luke on Charles Street and invited them to his home.
This trick worked really well. The arrival of Grandpa Luke made Nia feel a lot better. He undoubtedly knew how to comfort Nia better than anyone else in the family.
Of course, Fat Cat Tom also played an important role.
Pets can be really comforting sometimes.
In early August, Nia was going to design the uniforms for Casterton Middle School, but Albert didn't go with her and had to stay at home to finish off the remaining holiday homework.
Outside the door, there was the sound of Tom scratching at the wooden door.
"Stop it Tom."
Albert got up, opened the door, and put the cat into the room.
After Tom entered the room, he immediately jumped up on the desk and lay on the book in front of Albert. His fluffy tail swayed from side to side, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Albert looked at the old cat in front of him, shook his head helplessly, stopped doing his holiday homework, picked up the newspaper next to him, and started reading the headlines of the past few days:
Gringotts break-in incident.
The goblins of Gringotts claim that the intruders were unable to steal anything because the contents of the vault had already been taken.
"Quirrell failed to steal the Philosopher's Stone!"
Albert took out a notebook from the drawer, which was all written in Chinese characters. He recorded the plot of the Harry Potter novel that he still remembered.
Now, one has been successfully implemented.
"It seems that even with me as a little butterfly, part of the inertia of history will still continue." He looked at the notes and murmured in a low voice.
The magic stone!
It's quite a good thing.
After all, the Philosopher's Stone can configure the elixir of life.
Nico Flamel and his wife drank that stuff and lived for hundreds of years.
Albert didn't really desire immortality.
After all, mandrake roots can be turned into a medicine that delays aging through complex magic medicine technology. He has the formula for this magic medicine here.
Although it was just a formula, as long as Albert was willing to spend some time, he believed that he could successfully prepare this potion.
After all, he is a man with cheats.
Albert fiddled with Tom's tail, flipped through the dense notes, and couldn't help but sigh. Since the savior went to school, Hogwarts College has become less safe.
Although Voldemort can get a lot of missions and experience rewards, Albert doesn't want to face Voldemort head-on at all.
After all, his own life is more important. Moreover, Albert prefers to make a fortune silently. It is best to trick the other party secretly and let Voldemort not know who is targeting him.
Harry Potter, savior, I hope you can be more reliable!
Albert looked at Tom who was biting his finger and hesitated for a moment, "Hogwarts is so dangerous, do you think I should take you to school?"
Albert was really not at ease with his cat.
There is no way, Tom is too fat, this is definitely a big problem.
Speaking of which, the task of helping Tom lose weight appeared on the task panel last time, but he had left it unfinished.
Albert rubbed Tom's fat belly and sighed softly, thinking that he might not be able to complete this task.
Just when Albert was worried about the obesity of his cat, Sheila flew in from the window and threw a letter on the desk in front of Albert.
"Thank you for your hard work! Go and have a rest!" When Albert was getting nuts to feed it, Tom suddenly pounced on him, hugged his hand with all four legs, and occupied the owl nuts in his hand. Just like this, a cat and a cat
The owls started their daily confrontation again.
It took Albert a lot of time to calm down the angry Sheila and let her return to her cage to rest.
After tidying up the messy table, I picked up the letter I just received from the floor.
It was written by Fred and George, inviting Albert to their house. The twins complained about Percy becoming a prefect and complained about Percy nagging about it all day long.
Albert pushed Tom's head away and said angrily, "You can't understand, or are you already a sperm?"
Just then, another owl flew in from the window, threw the letter on the table and flew away.
Albert opened the letter and found that it was an invitation from Professor Broad. Last time, Professor Broad said he would give them an explanation, and it seems that this is the time.
Albert flipped through the calendar next to him, preparing to find a suitable time to do these two things at once. Well, three things. He also needed to go to Diagon Alley to buy all the needed items.
Just as Albert was thinking, a third owl flew in from his window. Now Tom was furious. He hated owls, and these guys actually flew into his territory one after another. They were simply asking for death.
!
Fortunately, Albert had quick eyesight and quick hands to catch Tom who was about to pounce, otherwise it would probably be another melee.
The owl was not afraid of Tom at all. It stared at the fat cat in front of it and made a menacing cry, preparing to have a big fight with Tom.
"Okay, don't get excited, it will leave soon." Albert looked helpless. He didn't expect that so many letters came at once today. What happened!
At this time, Tom suddenly broke free from Albert's arm and used his size advantage to press towards the owl, successfully scaring it away.
"Okay, okay, I know you are better." Albert looked at Tom helplessly, opened the letter and read the letter from Sierra Harris to him.
I originally thought it was an academic exchange in the past, but I didn't expect that Serra Harris actually said in the letter that she would introduce some alchemy masters to Albert and asked if Albert was free recently.
The last academic exchange?
To be honest, Albert has always felt that this Sera Harris might have something to do with Brod and the others.
In the afternoon, Nia finally came back from shopping.
At Daisy's urging, she put on the new custom-made school uniform.
"How is it?" Nia asked shyly.
"It suits you very well." Albert said. The school uniform looked a bit like a nun's uniform and looked very good.
He took several photos for Nia from various angles. He took photos frequently in the past two years and his photography skills have improved.
When Albert was about to take a photo of the three of them, Nia suddenly disappeared from the camera.
"Nia, where are you going?" Albert raised his head and asked doubtfully.
"There is an owl." The girl picked up the letter dropped by the owl and looked at the sender. Her original smile suddenly disappeared.
"your letter."
"Thank you." Albert glanced at the letter. The sender was Isobel. When he stuffed the letter back into his pocket, he saw Nia couldn't help but ask, "Who is Isobel McDougal?"
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"A pen pal I met while studying runes." Albert opened the letter, glanced at the contents, and then handed the letter to Nia.
"Is it really okay?" Although Nia said this, she still reached out and took the letter. Looking at the densely packed strange words on it, she felt a little dizzy.
"She asked me if I had bought the latest complete solution to ancient magic texts." Albert smiled and put away the letter and explained casually.
"I don't understand. Who knows if you are lying." Nia muttered dissatisfied.
