One Boat

The Ravenclaw Team vs. Hufflepuff Team Quidditch Match was at the end of November. Kenneth Toller came to Albert again, wanting to start a betting business together. As expected, Albert ruthlessly rejected him, saying he had no interest in it.

In reality, Albert didn't know who would win, so he had no interest in doing something he wasn't sure of, especially since he might risk losing a large amount of Galleon. Who would turn down their own Galleon?

The students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff weren't interested in running betting games, and with Flint and his companions from Slytherin setting a precedent, no one dared to continue their reckless behavior.

On the day of the competition, the weather was terrible. The sky was overcast, and it was raining and snowing. All the spectators were shivering in the biting cold wind.

After Albert and Isobel met, they found a secluded corner to watch the game. For them, it was less like watching Quidditch Match and more like a date.

The only one who could catch Albert's attention was probably Ravenclaw's Seeker, Cho Chang. This girl joined Ravenclaw's Quidditch team in her second year, but the broom she used was Comet 260, which had no advantage in terms of flight speed.

But it cannot be denied that Qiu Zhang did fly quite well.

"What, are you interested in Cho Chang?" Isobel asked with a smile, following Albert's gaze.

"Her name is quite unique; Zhang isn't a Europe surname," Albert remarked casually. He had to admit, Qiu was a beautiful girl.

"Would you like me to introduce you to her?" Isobel said with a smile. "She would certainly be happy to meet Gryffindor genius."

"We already know each other, at the Wizard Card Club," Albert added. "I know everyone who's in the Wizard Card Club."

"You don't need to explain this to me." Isobel wasn't angry. He leaned his head on Albert's shoulder and used his binoculars to observe the playing field.

The rain wasn't heavy, but it was very cold.

Albert conjured a large umbrella, which floated above their heads, and then created a bright blue flame, which he placed in a jar to keep them warm.

"Sometimes, I really don't understand why everyone is so enthusiastic about Quidditch." Albert chatted with Isobel while watching the game, watching the crowd cheering and shivering from the cold. His voice wasn't loud, but because the two were close together, they could both hear what the other was saying.

"Probably boredom." Isobel leaned on Albert's shoulder, watching the Quidditch Pitch match through his binoculars. "Wizards don't really have many forms of entertainment."

"That's pretty much what I expected."

Albert looked at the players shivering from the cold and felt a little sorry for them, which was one of the reasons why he didn't want to join the Quidditch team.

Albert's passion for Quidditch couldn't have sustained him to this extent.

Being a spectator in the audience is perfectly fine; there's no need to suffer up there. Before coming to watch the match, Albert even prepared a hot drink for himself and shared it with Isobel. He didn't feel the cold at all, since he was holding someone close and leaning against a heater, as if he had cast a spell on himself.

In his words, watching the game was for enjoyment and pleasure, not to suffer. He absolutely did not want to watch the game shivering in the cold wind like others; that was suffering.

"The Wizard Card will be popular. The card game is great, but you need to add something new to it," Isobel suggested. "Wizards don't really like boring card games. Well, I mean you should add some magical effects to the Wizard Card."

"I've thought about that too." Albert caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye and turned his head to look.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Albert added. "When people use Wizard Card, the cards will automatically call out the names on the cards or some special words, but it takes a lot of time and effort to do this."

"I can help you with the design," Isobel said. Actually, she didn't think she could be of much help to Albert. After all, Albert was indeed very capable in many areas, had a quick mind, and probably had his own plans for the Wizard Card, but just didn't have time to work on them yet.

However, she still wanted to help Albert in any way she could. He was too busy, and while the two were watching the game, they were busy with their own things in the Room of Requirement.

The match was won by Ravenclaw Team, and despite Hufflepuff having an excellent Seeker, Cho cleanly and decisively defeated her future boyfriend Diggory.

Hmm, do you think they'll end up together?

Albert suddenly became a little curious, after all, with him stirring things up, Diggory still had a good chance of surviving.

By the time Harry reaches seventh grade, he'll be out of the picture. It's like he's the savior in unrequited love—it's quite amusing to think about.

"What are you laughing at?" Isobel noticed a faint smile on Albert's lips and asked curiously.

"I've thought of something interesting," Albert suddenly stopped and looked at Isobel, asking, "Do you think the future can be changed?"

"It's very difficult!"

"I know it will be difficult, but perhaps some interesting changes will occur," Albert said mysteriously.

"Aren't you good at Prophecy?"

Yes!

"Then you should know that the future is actually very difficult to change," Isobel said.

"Yes, that's true," Albert said with a smile. "However, as long as it hasn't happened yet, it's hard to say what the future holds."

"That makes sense," Isobel suddenly said. "By the way, do you really know how to Crystal Ball Divination?"

"I just rarely use it," Albert said shamelessly, taking advantage of Isobel, "Just like I've already Divination that you'll eventually marry me."

"What about her?" Isobel suddenly asked.

"What about her?" Albert was completely bewildered. What the hell was she?

He quickly realized he was being teased by Isobel. Especially when he noticed Isobel observing his bewildered expression with interest, he put his mind to work and replied seriously, "I don't know what she should do either. But if you don't mind, I certainly don't mind having two women at the same time."

"Playing both sides?" Isobel didn't understand the meaning of this at first, but he quickly realized what it meant.

"You're already two-timing me?"

"No, just your boat."