Dumping the Blame

Albert had vastly underestimated the enthusiasm of the Hogwarts students. The next morning, the moment he appeared in the Common Room, he was immediately surrounded by a crowd of Gryffindor students. They bombarded him with questions from all directions, leaving Albert thoroughly irritated. It felt as though a flock of noisy birds were chirping endlessly in his ears.

After much difficulty, he finally broke free and escaped the Common Room, only to find Fred, George, and Lee Jordan emerging behind him with gloating looks on their faces.

"You can't keep hiding from people forever." Lee Jordan looked at Albert's frustrated expression and barely managed to stop himself from laughing.

George reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder, comforting him. "Give it a few days. Once everyone's enthusiasm fades, they'll stop pestering you."

"You were already popular before. Now you're just more famous." Fred casually suggested, "I think we should make some money while the hype lasts. If you let us sell signed photos of you, I guarantee loads of girls will be willing to pay for them."

"If you really plan on selling photos, remember to save one for me." A voice came from behind them.

The four turned around together and saw Angelina smiling as she raised a hand to greet Albert. "Morning. It really wasn't easy getting a chance to see you, Champion. They said you'd just come out."

As she spoke, Angelina reached into her pocket. "Look at me, I actually forgot to bring a Quill. Remember to give me an autograph another day."

"It's fine, I've got a Fountain Pen. Where would you like me to sign?" Albert smiled as he pulled a fountain pen from his pocket and waved it in front of Angelina. Seeing her embarrassed expression, the four of them could not