Hmph. Women were trouble sometimes. The prettier they were, the more trouble they caused, and when several beautiful women got together, they became even more troublesome.
Most of the time, they did no serious business at all. Instead, they liked comparing who was prettier.
Ever since Valeria and Catherine arrived, the atmosphere had become very strange. Albert had immediately dragged Nia away from the wooden cabin and returned to the tent, where he sat in an armchair and leisurely flipped through the Daily Prophet in his hand.
"Looks like being too popular is quite a headache too!" Nia said with a hint of schadenfreude. She rarely saw Albert in such an awkward state, and found it especially amusing.
"Yes, so you don't need to make fun of me." Albert continued reading the newspaper. The news these past few days had all been related to the Quidditch World Cup.
"Is it really all right?" Nia fiddled with the crudely made bracelet on her wrist and suddenly asked, "It really won't cause you any trouble?"
"As long as you behave and don't run around, there won't be any problems." Albert gently reassured her. "Remember to catch up on sleep at noon, so you don't get sleepy tonight. Most Quidditch matches end within a few hours, sometimes even sooner, but there are exceptions."
Nia knew a little about Quidditch. She had read Quidditch Through the Ages and learned its rules as well. In her view, Quidditch was so popular largely because entertainment activities in the wizarding world were rather primitive.
Of course, it might also have something to do with the thrill of the sport, much like racing.
"Did you tell those two beautiful women that you're engaged?" Nia began gossiping about her brother's love life. Truthfully, she could not understand how Isabelle