Blown Sky-High

The next day, Albert woke early in the morning. After stuffing his packed suitcase into his Undetectable Extension Charm bag, he went downstairs with his three roommates for breakfast.

Since there was still some time before their appointment with Professor Slughorn, Albert and Isabelle decided to spend the remaining time on a date in the Room of Requirement.

As for attending class first?

Naturally, that was impossible.

They were both geniuses. Missing that one class would make no difference to them.

Near ten o'clock, they knocked on Professor McGonagall's office door right on time. When they entered, they found Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and another potbellied old man waiting inside.

That unfamiliar old man was probably Professor Slughorn. His belly was truly beyond words.

The moment Albert and Isabelle entered, Professor Slughorn's eyes fell on them.

"These two..." Dumbledore stepped forward to introduce them. "This is Mr. Albert Anderson and Miss Izabel Macdougal. This is an old friend of mine, Horace Slughorn. Because of Sirius Black, it is inconvenient for me to leave Hogwarts School for the time being, so I can only ask my old colleague to take you there. He has led teams to the Magical School Potion Championship many times."

"Don't worry, leave them to me!" Professor Slughorn said, practically thumping his chest in assurance.

The office door was knocked on again. Hagrid pushed it open and said to Dumbledore, "The carriage is ready. We can leave whenever."

Professor Slughorn took a pocket watch from his robes, checked the time, and said, "I can tell them everything else on the way."

"What about your luggage?"

Hagrid asked Albert and Isabelle in confusion, seeing that their hands were empty. He had actually come to help carry their luggage.

"On us."

Albert gave Hagrid a look, signaling him to keep