Peter: My Life Is So Hard

Hmph. Women could be a nuisance sometimes. The prettier they were, the more troublesome they became, and when several beautiful women gathered together, they became even more troublesome.

Most of the time, they did not even do anything productive. Instead, they liked comparing who was prettier.

Ever since Valeria and Catherine arrived, the atmosphere around them had become very strange. Albert immediately dragged Nia away from the Wooden House and returned to the armchairs in the tent, leisurely flipping through the Daily Prophet in his hands.

"Looks like being too popular can be quite a headache!" 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 tease me." Albert continued reading the newspaper. The news of the past few days had all been related to the Quidditch World Cup.

"Will it really be 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 won't get drowsy tonight. Most Quidditch Matches end within a few hours, sometimes even less, but there are occasional exceptions."

Nia knew a little about Quidditch. She had read Quidditch Through the Ages and learned the rules as well. In her view, Quidditch was probably so popular because entertainment in the magical world was rather primitive.

Of course, it might also have something to do with the thrill of the game, much like racing.

"Did you tell those two gorgeous women that you're engaged?" Nia began gossiping about her brother's love life. She really could not understand how Isobel could