Study Days at Hogwarts

"My body is very stiff."

Isobel gently pressed Albert's body with her white and slender fingers, with a bit of schadenfreude on her face, obviously recalling the painful time of practicing yoga in the first place.

"It's not like you do yoga every day."

Albert was helpless and allowed Isobel to fiddle with his arms. His body was indeed not as flexible as before. There is nothing that can be done about it. Even if Albert's yoga skills are at the second level, he cannot reverse his body's condition.

"That's because you've been lazy lately."

"No, it's because no one has been practicing with me recently." After Albert went to Hogwarts, he temporarily gave up many of the habits he had developed before, such as jogging and martial arts training. He only had an egg and a cup of coffee every morning. Except for milk, basically nothing was retained.

The breakfast at Hogwarts does not include eggs and milk every day.

Of course, another reason is that practicing by yourself is really boring, and it is not suitable to be too unique at Hogwarts.

After all, the habits of wizards and Muggles are different. Apart from playing Quidditch, many wizards basically have no other formal sports. The weight or weight depends entirely on the individual's physique and work content.

"Then...if I ask you for morning exercise from now on, you can't be lazy, that's it." Isobel is obviously waiting for Albert here!

"Are you worried that when I get older, I won't be as handsome as I am now, and will turn into a fat, bald guy with a beer belly?" Albert joked with a smile, "However, there is one thing I almost forgot. The water quality in the UK is indeed very poor." No, if you drink it for a long time, you will easily lose your hair."

"Really." Isobel asked suspiciously.

"In Muggle terms, there are too many minerals in the water, so it usually needs to be boiled before drinking. However, for wizards, this matter should only be regarded as...a small problem." Albert seemed Thinking of something, he suddenly said: "This thing has reminded me that in the future I can make a simple version of the hair growth potion and sell it to Muggles. It will definitely be very popular."

"You are clever, but since the introduction of the "Secrecy Act", wizards and Muggles are not allowed to be too close." Isobel reminded, although she felt that Albert must have a way to avoid this problem, if he really wanted to If you do that.

"Just hide it behind the scenes." Albert said without hesitation: "In the Muggle world, money is still very useful. For example, you can buy land in a certain village. Many remote villages have been abandoned, and the price is very high. It’s cheap and we can even build our own village.”

"You are quite ambitious."

Isobel was dubious. She didn't doubt that Albert would do that, but this kind of thing probably had nothing to do with ambition.

"This is called preparing for a rainy day. Maybe by then, we will have many children. Look at the Weasley family... Ahem, I was just kidding, just kidding." Albert felt his waist was severely twisted. After a while, he said quickly.

"By the way, the elixir is almost ready..." Isobel's cheeks were slightly red. She didn't plan to have too many children.

"As expected of you, you succeeded in one try. I dare say that many skilled pharmacist masters cannot do it." Albert was not stingy with his words of praise.

"It went more smoothly than I expected."

Speaking of the lucky potion that had been brewing for six months, Isobel had a little emotion on her face. She originally thought that brewing the lucky potion would be difficult, but it turned out to be smoother than expected.

Of course, whether the Fuling Elixir can be brewed successfully depends on the final product.

Isobel didn't know that the smoothness she felt when brewing the Elixir of Fortune actually came from the formula of the Elixir of Fortune. It was the note that Albert specially copied from the skill panel of the Elixir of Fortune. The thing itself It is more complete and standardized than the existing magic potion formulas in the magic world. In addition, Isobel's own magic potion level is very high. Only by following the formula and brewing the potion step by step will it feel smooth.

"Then it's up to you." After Albert kissed Isobel's cheek, he stood up and moved his limbs. He had been hurt by doing yoga just now.

"You want to send me away now?" Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with Albert's perfunctory attitude.

"Tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you." Albert also saw that Isobel was pretending, so he smiled and joked, "A grand wedding?"

"That's pretty much it. However, I haven't thought about it yet," Isobel picked up the wand on the table, tapped the cushion on the floor, and let it jump into the cabinet. She turned to look at Albert, who was still moving his body. , suddenly said, "You think, can our wedding be simple?"

"What's wrong?" Albert put his arms around each other, and he caught a glimpse of the uneasiness and anxiety in Isobel's eyes.

"Prophecy, the timing is not good now, and you are being targeted by a mysterious person." Isobel didn't attach much importance to their wedding, nor did she care about other people's blessings. Anyway, there was already Mr. and Mrs. Flamel. They are the witnesses of the wedding, and there are not many family members and relatives.

Even if there is no wedding, it doesn't matter. In Isobel's opinion, it is just a formality. She also knows that Albert holds this wedding largely because he wants to give her a good memory.

If Isobel wanted to, she could even directly claim that they were married after Albert graduated.

"We can make more preparations and make flexible choices depending on the situation." Albert knew what Isobel was worried about, so he comforted him, "If we make more preparations, we will be able to deal with it calmly even if something happens."

Isobel was not worried about Albert's composure and ability to plan ahead.

"Would you like me to rub it for you? I've recently learned some massage." Isobel looked at Albert rubbing his waist and arms and changed the subject.

"Of course. But, you actually know this?" Albert was surprised by Isobel's versatility.

"I don't understand. However, I have been learning this recently and heard that proper stimulation of the body's acupuncture points is helpful to maintain the body's vitality." Isobel is very interested in all things that can keep herself young.

"Forget it." Albert shook his head quickly. He didn't want to be a guinea pig: "When the holiday comes, you can try it with Katrina. She has been under a lot of pressure from exams recently and needs to relax."

Before Isobel could speak, Albert continued: "However, I remember that there should be no such things in Europe, let alone British wizards."

"From what I saw in the books in your bookcase, I also learned some Far Eastern languages ​​by myself." Isobel said proudly: "Although it is difficult to understand, I can still barely read some of the articles. "

"You're so awesome." Albert didn't hesitate to praise him.

"The really amazing person is you. I really don't know how you master so many languages."

"Maybe I have some talent in languages." Albert said euphemistically. Of course, he would not say that he was cheating.

However, he found that Isobel was really an out-and-out genius. It would not be easy for others to learn the Far Eastern language, which is recognized as the most difficult language in the world.

"You are always so humble." Isobel sat down next to Albert, took a sip of the roselle tea sent by the house elf, but her tone sounded a bit resentful: "If you have some talent, Other people have to be idiots, how are they supposed to survive?"

"The light on me is too dazzling." Albert put his arm around Isobel's shoulders and said gently: "If you don't restrain yourself, it will hurt others deeply. Moreover, I think becoming like Professor Dumbledore There’s nothing wrong with being humble.”

"Dumbledore is indeed an admirable wizard, but I think you are different from him." Isobel looked sideways at the bouquet of roses on the table, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Maybe it's because I'm not a good person!" Albert said seriously. "You can't be as great as Dumbledore."

"This is the first time I heard someone say that he is not a good person." Isobel asked with a smile, "Mr. Anderson, can you tell me why you don't want to be a good person?"

"There is a saying in the religions of the Far East that a bad person can become a Buddha immediately by putting down his butcher knife." Albert paused and continued, "But a good person has to go through eighty-one hardships to become a Buddha."

"What do you mean?" Isobel asked.

"Bad people can easily be forgiven when they stop being bad people. Umbridge is a ready-made case. After that guy did all the bad things, he was still forgiven by everyone." Albert glanced disdainfully. "But good people are easily criticized. Just because Dumbledore told the truth, look at his reputation, his career, everything about him was almost destroyed."

"So, I don't have to be a bad guy, but I never want to be a bullshit good guy." Albert said seriously.

"Are you sure that's religion?" Isobel felt that Albert was not talking about religion, but philosophy.

"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Do you prefer the humble me or the more flamboyant me?" Albert changed the topic with a smile.

What he said just now was just to complain. Things in school were indeed a bit bad and disgusting to him.

"I like you better now." Isobel kissed Albert's cheek.

"It feels a little perfunctory."

"By the way, I remember you are very familiar with Percy." Isobel asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Albert kissed back.

"Penello said that Percy basically forgot about her during this period." Isobel smiled and pushed away Albert's face, talking about the letters she had received recently.

"Well, I know a little bit."

"Tell me."

"For Percy, it is very important now, so important that he has temporarily put down a lot of things." Albert picked up a piece of rose pastry and handed it to Isobel's mouth: "Percy is now the assistant to the Minister of Magic, um, He is Fudge’s assistant, and this is definitely a very rare opportunity for him.”

"Percy is indeed that kind of person. You don't know what will happen to your love in the end, but your career is yours. It's really difficult to take care of both." Isobel took a bite of the pastry with rose filling and felt her mouth There is a faint rose sweetness.

"It seems that my luck is so enviable!"

"Don't blame Percy, most people can actually be like Percy." Albert thought it was normal. People are profit-seeking, and Percy is just one of them. If he wants to go further, he can only seize the few opportunities he has. Although the method may not be glorious, sometimes it is like this. The Weasley family is not rich, and Percy has to keep climbing up on his own if he wants to succeed.

If Fred and George hadn't gotten help from Harry or themselves, their dream of a joke shop might never have come true.

In a long career of making money, all the passion will be worn away bit by bit by the complicated work and difficult life.

The trio who once wanted to form their own circus and perform around the world is the best example.

If they had received funding from Albert, it might have been a different ending.

"That's why I said I was lucky." Isobel also picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Albert and said, "This thing tastes really good, and it's very beautiful!"

"Percy and I are actually pretty much the same." Albert suddenly felt something. "If I hadn't become a wizard, I might have left for the Far East by now."

"Far East?" Isobel remembered that Albert's family all ran to the Far East.

"Yes, there is an opportunity to make a lot of money over there, if you can seize it."

"Making money?" Isobel's expression was subtle.

"Ever since I was a child, I have wanted to make a lot of money and achieve financial freedom so that I no longer have to worry about money." Albert took a sip of roselle tea and fell into short memories: "In Ma In Gua’s world, although money is not everything, it is absolutely impossible to have money, and it is even harder to get money than in the magic world.”

"So, I read a lot of books. Well, so much so that every birthday gift and Christmas gift are all books..."

"You are the same now." Isobel reminded in a low voice.

"To be honest, I haven't read all those books, but I did learn a lot of useful things from them, and I plan to use them as a step for me to rise in the future and even become rich. Later..."

"Did you receive the letter from Hogwarts?" It was not difficult for Isobel to guess what happened next.

"Yes, I received the admission notice to Hogwarts. It was like God made a joke, even though I don't believe in God." Albert sighed softly, "Of course, sometimes I also get from someone Pick it up in a corner and believe it again. It is said that many people in the Far East are pragmatists in their beliefs, and I particularly agree with this."

"Pragmatist?"

Isobel felt that this word was actually quite appropriate to apply to Albert. Just like Albert helping other people open stores, part of the reason was actually because he valued future earnings, which were quite objective earnings, and he didn’t need to go out of his way to do so. Take the trouble to manage.

"Later, my world has undergone earth-shaking changes. In just a few years, I no longer have to worry about the wealth issue that I was originally worried about." Albert sighed softly. If there were no trouble from Voldemort, life would be even more perfect.

"I dare say that except for a small number of ancient wizards, no one else is necessarily richer than you." In Isobel's eyes, Albert's history of prosperity is simply more fantastic than a dream. "I remember that when you first entered school, Richer than most students.”

"At that time, I made a lot of Galleons by betting that Fudge would become Minister." Albert recalled, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Fudge for this. He helped me earn my first Galleons. Long."

"You looked very different at that time." Isobel reached out to pick up Tom from the carpet and put it next to the sofa. She also reached out to touch its head. "If I hadn't met you, I would probably follow the same rules. The original plan was to graduate from Hogwarts with honors and then enter the Ministry of Magic to become an honorable employee of the Ministry of Magic."

"It seems that I hindered you from becoming the Minister of Magic?" Albert joked with a smile.

"No, I never wanted to be the Minister of Magic." Isobel said, shaking her head.

"That's right. If I didn't get in the way, you could probably get 10,000 Galleons and become a big boss. With your talent and ability, it's not difficult at all to earn Galleons."

"I've always been curious, why do you always like to say I'm a genius?"

In Isobel's eyes, Albert is the real genius, and he is also the unreasonable kind, so every time he is called a genius by Albert, he always feels inexplicably awkward.

"Those are not important. Meeting you is the most important thing, and it is also my greatest luck." Isobel said softly: "There are always many people who are jealous of me, but they are not as lucky as me, and they are not as happy as me. "