Theory-Rich

Ever since he told Nia he would take her to the Quidditch World Cup during summer vacation this year, Albert had noticed that his little sister had become extremely clingy.

Most of the time, she turned into an endlessly curious child, hovering around him and listening to him talk about the wizarding world.

"You've really got it rough. Do you have to reply to all these letters?"

Wearing the pretty dress she had bought during their last shopping trip in London, Nia sat beside Albert with two freshly made glasses of iced black tea. She set one before him, took a sip through the straw, and asked, "With so many letters, aren't you afraid of exhausting Shera?"

"I'll take them to the Owl Post Office to send when the time comes." Albert naturally would not let his own owl deliver all those letters. Otherwise, who knew how long it would take?

"Does the Owl Post Office have a whole flock of owl postmen?" Nia blinked her lovely eyes and stared at Albert's profile.

"Yes, they have a flock of owl postmen. Around two hundred owls, I think."

Albert sealed a letter, wrote the sender's name and address on the envelope, then set it aside. Picking up the iced black tea Nia had specially made, he took a large gulp. "Not bad."

"Uncle Charlie said the iced black tea has been selling well. He asked me to ask whether you had any more recipes."

"Hasn't he hired anyone to try developing new drinks?" Albert asked.

"He has, but they haven't had a very good reception."

"Mm." Albert did not pay much attention to it. He continued opening letters, reading their contents, and writing replies. Most of the letters did not contain anything substantial. They were merely congratulating him on receiving the