After having breakfast and taking care of the housework, the whole family sat on the sofa and watched TV, glancing at the wall clock on the wall from time to time.
"It's nine o'clock, she's late." Nia looked at the wall clock on the wall, turned to ask Albert sitting next to her, "Isn't the wizard's time different from ours?"
Both Herb and Daisy were a little worried that Isobel would not be able to arrive on time. They needed to take the flight to Paris, France at 11:30.
In fact, Albert could have followed other wizards and traveled to France by other means, and after the wedding, he would have reunited with his family in France or Italy.
However, their family is going on vacation, and it is easier to solve possible problems through formal channels, and Albert feels that this vacation will be an interesting experience for Isobel. The most important thing is,
He didn't want Isobel to exclude the Muggle world, although the possibility was low.
Just after nine o'clock, the doorbell of Anderson's house rang. Everyone stood up as if they were electrocuted. In the end, Albert was the first to go to the entrance to open the door.
Isobel stood outside the door with her luggage, her muscles all over were slightly tense, and she seemed a little nervous.
"Come in, everyone is waiting for you!"
Albert stepped forward and gave Isobel a hug, took the girl's suitcase, and pulled her into the house.
Daisy liked the smart and beautiful Isobel very much, and was very satisfied with her son's vision. She soon took Isobel's hand and sat on the sofa to chat.
Nia secretly observed Isobel, and even she had to admit that this woman was very beautiful and had a strange temperament.
After meeting Isobel's eyes, Nia forced out a smile that looked very forced.
Herb was calling people and asking the scheduled taxis to pick them up.
About ten minutes later, the Anderson family loaded their luggage into the taxi and headed to London Airport together.
"Mom likes you very much." Albert said to the girl who rested her head on his shoulder.
"She seems to want us to settle in the Muggle world." Isobel whispered. Daisy had mentioned this to her just now.
"They don't have a good impression of that place. They feel that it is too backward. They are probably worried that we will suffer hardship in the future." Albert explained with a smile.
"Didn't you mention it to them?"
"No." Albert shook his head and said, "It's not necessary."
They were lucky, there was no traffic jam on the way, and they arrived at London Airport quickly.
"Are we taking a 'plane' to France?"
Isobel was curious and incredible about how Muggles made airplanes fly in the sky.
Wizards usually travel cross-country by train, broomstick, and use cross-country floo networks or portkeys.
If there are a large number of people, flying carpets will also be used.
However, flying carpets were banned by the Ministry of Magic not long ago.
They were waiting for the plane to take off in the waiting room of the airport. There was no problem with Isobel's ID, which made Herb, who was checking in, relieved.
"Give!"
Nia came back with several glasses of drinks. After distributing them to everyone, she glanced at Isobel's glass and asked absently: "When did you meet?"
"Not long after Albert entered Hogwarts, we were in the same club." Isobel recalled.
"I remember you were the one who led me."
Albert took a sip. This cup of coffee was very bitter and particularly unpleasant.
He raised his head and glanced at Nia, who was debating whether to drink or not, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Herb and Daisy often drink bitter coffee, so bitter coffee is no problem for them. Although Albert doesn't like drinking coffee that is too bitter, he can barely tolerate it.
Isobel had never drunk such a bitter drink before, so she frowned slightly and still drank it reluctantly.
In the end, Nia was left alone to struggle. Fortunately, she didn't struggle for too long, and the plane took off soon.
"No wonder you think Muggle Studies is useless." After the plane took off, Isobel turned her head and said to Albert sitting next to her.
It's really shocking that Muggles can send something like this into the sky without using magic.
Sometimes, the girl even worries about whether the plane will suddenly fall mid-flight.
Although Isobel also knew that the possibility of this kind of thing was low, it would be like walking on a glass plank road, which would make her feel inexplicably anxious and uneasy.
"Don't worry, the plane is very safe, it's not that easy to have an accident." Albert grabbed Isobel's hand and said softly: "I was also very nervous when I took the plane for the first time."
"Liar!" Nia next to Albert whispered lowly.
"You can look at the scenery outside the window. It's rare to see such a scene in the magical world." Albert gestured to the girl to look at the scenery outside.
No matter how good the performance of the broomstick is, it will never be able to reach its current height.
More than two hours later, the plane landed smoothly at Paris Airport, and they took a taxi to their reserved hotel.
"I suddenly understood why your family didn't want you to stay in the magic world." Isobel lay on the soft mattress, turned over lazily, and said to Albert who closed the door with his backhand.
The Muggle world is very different from what we expected.
There is no magic, and Muggles don't need magic. They have invented many things that are as magical as magic, and they can also make Muggles live a good life.
In Albert's words, the magic world is a bit behind and can hardly keep up with the times.
"Your thoughts are a bit one-sided. What you see and feel now is because we spent a lot of pounds to enjoy higher treatment." Albert smiled and turned on the TV, which was playing French news.
, "However, the life of Muggles is indeed better than that of wizards, as long as you have money."
"Is this what's called television?"
Isobel looked up and down at the big box in front of her. Some images were playing on the screen, "I heard Professor Bubaji mention this thing."
"You can write this vacation into a book." Albert turned off the TV and suggested with a smile: "How about calling it "The Magical Muggle Journey"?"
"This is a good suggestion." Isobel nodded: "However, I doubt whether such a book can really be sold?"
"Does it matter whether it sells or not?" Albert asked, "Also, you can also try to send manuscripts to Muggle publishers, as long as you don't reveal the identity of the wizard, and you can look at the Muggle world from another angle.
, it’s actually very interesting, I believe some people will like it.”
The two hadn't been chatting for long when there was a knock on the door. Nia appeared outside the door with a gloomy face, obviously dissatisfied with Herb and Daisy for assigning Albert and Isobel to the same room.