Invitation

"What are you thinking about?"

"When would you like to introduce me to my family?"

"Have you told your family about us?"

"Not yet," Albert shook his head. "They told me to bring my girlfriend back if I have one."

"Oh, Muggle start dating so early?" Isobel asked curiously.

"They're worried I won't find a girlfriend." Albert couldn't help but smile wryly. "They got married very young. Ever since they found out that there are very few students at Hogwarts, they've been urging me to find a girlfriend as soon as possible and to make a move on you."

"Oh, right, I told my mom about us."

The girl in the mirror twirled her red hair with her fingers and smiled as she said, "However, I only talked to her for a few days, and you've already stirred up a bunch of rumors. Mom is starting to doubt my judgment. Luckily, you cleared up the rumors quickly. Otherwise, her impression of you probably wouldn't be very good."

"You think I'm a womanizing bastard?" Albert retorted.

"That's right." The girl sighed softly. "People's preconceived notions are still very strong."

"I hope I didn't leave her with a bad impression."

"Although it didn't go very well at first, you handled it quickly, and Mom actually has a pretty good impression of you." Isobel loosened the strands of hair that were tangled between her fingers and smiled happily. "She recognizes your abilities."

Everyone knows what kind of person Rita Skeeter is, but people still enjoy reading her articles.

After all, the article was very interesting, full of gossip and inside stories.

No one would refuse such an article unless it involves their own affairs.

Anyway, those who enjoy watching the drama never mind making things worse.

"Are you free next week?" Isobel suddenly asked.

For some reason, Albert noticed that Isobel's cheeks were a little red. He rarely saw Izabel blush, so he became very curious. "Are you planning to invite me to your house?"

The girl surprisingly rolled her eyes at him. "Mom wants to invite you to our house for dinner."

"Why don't you come to my house first?"

"Forget it, let's wait until your sister is a bit older!" Isobel didn't agree immediately. "Besides, I remember we actually met by chance in Diagon Alley once before."

Albert recalled for a moment, and it seemed that this did indeed happen.

"Okay, so how do I get to your place?"

"Take the Knight Bus," Isobel said without hesitation. "I can reserve a spot for you."

"I heard that thing is very uncomfortable to sit in." Albert didn't refuse; he was just considering whether he should bring a small gift.

Of course, it doesn't really matter, but sometimes you have to consider some trivial matters.

"That's settled then. I'll let you know once the time is confirmed." Isobel added, "Mom is always very busy, spending most of her time working at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries."

"Come to think of it, I do think we have a lot in common," Albert couldn't help but remark, but his attention was quickly drawn to the noise outside the window.

Shera flew in from outside. The owl had mysteriously disappeared that morning; it probably went to the Weasley family to collect some mail.

Judging by the timeline, Fred and George should have already rescued Potter.

Shera, who had fallen onto the table, nearly knocked the Two-Way Mirror off. Luckily, Albert moved it away in time.

"You're such a busy person!"

Isobel also noticed the owl that landed in front of Albert.

Shera was startled by the sudden sound, turned her head and looked around, finally shook her head, stared at her reflection in the mirror, and even touched the mirror with her head.

"That's all for now, see you tomorrow night."

As he spoke, the figure in the Two-Way Mirror disappeared.

"Look, you've scared them away again!" Albert jokingly stroked the owl's head, then pulled out the letter and glanced at the sender's name—it was Hermione.

Hermione told Albert in the letter that Harry had been rescued from his uncle's house by Ron, George, and Fred.

Judging from the letter, Hermione strongly disapproved of the trio's adventurous actions.

It's unbelievable how they dared to do that.

If anyone saw them driving a flying car, they would definitely be expelled from school, and even Mr. Weasley would lose his job because of it.

It must be said that, most of the time, Hermione's mind is quite rational.

The letter also mentioned the House-elf intercepting Harry's letters.

Hermione wrote the following in her letter to him:

Harry thinks someone is trying to play a trick on him. I find that very suspicious. What's your opinion on this?

At the end of the letter, Hermione left the date of her meeting with Harry in Diagon Alley.

"What was the Malfoy family's House-elf called again?" Albert murmured. "In the end, I think he died while saving Harry."

Albert doesn't need to go to Diagon Alley anymore; he's already been there recently when he met Rita Skeeter and bought all the books there.

Nia complained about this quite a bit, because they waited for Uncle Charlie to come back at his shop and had lunch there.

Charlie's Milk Tea Shop is still very popular, but the variety and flavors of the milk tea are becoming increasingly strange. However, the rich and creamy baked potato and cheese drink that Albert recommended to Charlie is a big hit.

The Britain are quite adept at cooking potatoes, just as the Chinese can make a hundred different ways to eat rice.

As for why the Malfoy family House-elf warned Harry, Albert naturally knew the reason.

He didn't even consider stopping the Chamber of Secrets incident; using it to trigger more missions was more in his interest.

However, to gain more benefits from this, some calculation is still needed.

"Why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more of a schemer?" Albert muttered to himself, stroking his chin.

As he spoke, he took a piece of parchment from the drawer and began writing to Hermione: "This is very strange. If Harry's description is correct, then there is a serious problem. House-elf rarely disobey their masters' orders. If they do, it means that this matter is probably true."

"Because House-elf generally cannot use magic without their master's permission." Albert thought for a moment and continued writing, "He refused to tell Harry who was behind all this, but it's probably the House-elf's master. House-elf have a duty to protect their masters, so it's normal that they can't say it. With a little speculation, it's not hard to guess."

"Judging from the House-elf's act of banging its head against the wall, I don't think it was deceiving Harry, because that's a way for House-elf to punish themselves." Albert had specifically looked into House-elf.

Of course, most of what he wrote in the letter was his random analysis. Although it was a bit of rambling, Albert believed that Hermione would believe it to some extent, or at least be alerted.

"So, it's best to tell Potter to be careful. I have a feeling he's going to have a rough year." After Albert, he noticed Shera's gaze, smiled, and stuffed the letter into the drawer. He then tapped her head. "No need to rush. You can deliver the letter after you've regained your strength. With me, you'll never have to worry about having nothing to do."