Beach Barbecue

Isobel's house is located on the outskirts of Dingworth Village, and it doesn't face the sea; it's a long walk from the Knight Bus stop to her house.

According to the girl, there are five wizarding families living in Tinworth. Most of them live in the remote outskirts of Dingworth Village and rarely interact directly with Muggle. The McDougal family's house is nothing like the Weasley family's house, which is quite similar to Muggle's villa. Even if Muggle does notice it, they won't find it strange.

"This place is under Muggle-Repelling Charm, so basically no Muggle visit here, and no one notices it. It's a bit like the Leaky Cauldron."

Isobel had already introduced him to Albert on the way.

Noticing her boyfriend's gaze lingering on the flowerbed in the courtyard, the girl casually remarked, "My mother likes to plant Herbology in the flowerbed, but she doesn't have time to tend to them most of the time, so she just lets them grow freely. Currently, only the Herbology with strong vitality have survived."

"It's obvious that no one has taken care of it for a long time."

If a Muggle saw this, they would probably think it was an abandoned villa!

The two followed the cobblestone path to the house, which was clearly originally a beautiful villa.

Unfortunately, it gradually fell into disrepair because no one took care of it.

"She's too busy, she's not here during the day, she'll probably be back in the evening," Isobel added. "I think she'll definitely be back earlier."

"I'll be staying at your place tonight," Albert suddenly asked. "Will I be sleeping in your room?"

"They'll probably use Floo Powder to send you back." Isobel couldn't help but roll his eyes. "And don't even think about that kind of thing."

"You actually knew that? What a lecherous girl!"

"You're younger than me, you know!" Isobel poked Albert's chest. "You lecherous bastard."

Amidst laughter, Isobel opened the door and invited Albert inside.

In the hall, Katrina was reading the latest issue of The Witch Weekly.

Hearing the door open, she looked up at the two people who entered the room, her facial muscles twitching slightly.

Albert sensed that this acquaintance didn't seem to welcome his arrival, and Katrina's expression was subtly ambiguous.

"Would you mind taking me for a walk on this beach?"

"Come with me!"

Isobel saw her sister's reaction and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering if she had made a mistake.

Keeping Albert here will only make the atmosphere more awkward, so let's just go on a date somewhere else.

"I'll go too."

Katrina closed The Witch Weekly and stood up.

At this moment, Albert really wanted to complain, "We're going on a date, what are you doing here? Are you going to be a third wheel?" Albert and Isobel simultaneously gave Katrina a strange look.

"It's so boring staying at home alone." Katrina pouted, about to say something more, but was stopped by Isobel's gaze.

"Dingworth Village is all cliffs and precipices, you won't find the beach you're looking for," Katrina told Albert. "However, I know a place with nice scenery that I can take you there. Coincidentally, I also have something to do there."

There are indeed no beaches around Dingworth Village, or rather, most of the area is cliffs with a large expanse of pebbles below.

It took the three of them a full half hour to reach the place Katrina had mentioned.

When I arrived, it was low tide, and there was a small beach in a depression under a very remote cliff.

"There's a path down there, but it's steep and dangerous, so we'd better use this one."

With that, Katrina pulled an old Flying Broom from her bag, flew down with Isobel, and threw Albert directly onto the cliff.

"This guy is definitely doing it on purpose. Could it be some kind of love turned to hate?"

Albert couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He naturally guessed there were several possibilities and found it inexplicably funny.

After shaking off the thoughts in his mind, he looked up and around, took out Flying Broom from the Transfiguration Lizard Skin, and flew down.

Almost no one has ever been here. The sand is fine and white, but the beach area is a bit small.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Katrina said proudly.

"It is indeed very beautiful."

The girl had taken off her boots and was strolling on the beach, letting the waves gently lap at her toes.

"If you like it, you can buy a plot of land here and build a villa on it." Albert looked around and had to admit that this place was indeed nice. "We can build a staircase that leads directly here."

Katrina felt disgusted, as if she had swallowed a fly. She glared at Albert with displeasure. This guy actually planned to take over the place. He was an absolute bastard.

"Thank you, Katrina." Isobel seemed to enjoy the place. "Albert was just joking."

"I don't think this guy is joking. Apparently, eight out of ten of his statements are true," Katrina said irritably.

"When we were very young, we often went to the beach to catch fish," Isobel recalled.

"Yes!"

Katrina paused abruptly and took out a fish box and a landing net from her leather bag.

Albert asked in a strange tone, "Are we going to go beachcombing?"

"The reefs over there are rich in seafood. Maybe you can help us by having Isobel make us some fresh fish soup for lunch," Katrina said matter-of-factly.

Albert felt that Katrina was trying to embarrass him, but he didn't care. In his previous life, he was born in a small seaside town, even though he had spent most of his later life in the city.

"It was a very interesting experience," Albert said. "Although I can't cook magical dishes, I do know how to make some simple dishes."

"You're really all-around amazing," Katrina said quietly. "Then I'll leave it to you later."

There were indeed many fish near the reef, and Katrina and Isobel skillfully scooped up the big ones.

"If we could use magic, it would be much easier." As Albert spoke, he noticed two large Bread Crab in a crevice in the reef.

"The Britain don't seem to eat crabs very often," Albert muttered. At least, he had rarely eaten crabs since he came into this world.

What are you talking to yourself about?

"Do you eat this?" Albert asked, pointing to the plump brown Bread Crab.

"Of course I'll eat it. Why wouldn't I? You've never had this before, have you?"

Katrina's expression grew increasingly strange as she watched Albert effortlessly catch a large Bread Crab.

"Actually, many people don't eat crabs much because they're a bit of a hassle to prepare," Isobel explained. "I can cook them, though, if you'd like."

"No, I'll do it!" Albert said mysteriously. "I've never had Beach Barbecue before."

"Beach Barbecue?"

Soon, the sisters understood what Albert meant, as he actually took out an alcohol stove, a frying pan, and all sorts of seasonings.

"How did you end up with these things on you?" Katrina stared in disbelief as Albert used a sharp knife to dismember two Bread Crab, and soon a delicious aroma wafted across the beach.

"This is more amazing than magic! Is this how Muggle cook food?" Isobel took a bite of the crab meat that had been pan-fried in butter. It seemed like it had only been lightly pan-fried in butter, but it tasted really good.