"Your Eminence, Miss Catherine, are you both satisfied with the accommodations?" Andre Albert asked as he showed Jerry and Catherine around the estate.
"I don't mind either way." Jerry shrugged. "Ask Catherine. If she's happy with it, that's enough for me."
"It's quite nice, André!" Catherine said with a smile and a nod. She couldn't find any fault with it either.
"Oh, André, I met a boy with your surname on the cruise here," Jerry said, suddenly remembering the coincidence. "He's French too, and he currently attends Beauxbatons Academy of Magic."
"Really?" Andre Albert looked surprised. He hadn't expected such a coincidence. "Your Eminence, I'm only from a branch of the Albert family. But anyone aboard that cruise was probably from the main family. I do remember a boy who attends Beauxbatons, and he's a few years older than you!"
"Then that must be him!" Jerry confirmed with a nod.
"Your Eminence, did he upset you?" André asked, looking a little nervous. "The Albert family isn't like the Shacklebolt family. So far, only my branch has joined the organization. We haven't brought the others in yet, so they don't know who you are. If he offended you, I'll find someone to teach him a lesson at once!"
"There's no need. It was just a joke between kids." Jerry glanced back at him in surprise. "But aren't you all family?"
"We just share a surname!" André shook his head. The family he'd been born into meant little to him. Andre Albert had reached his current position thanks to three things: knowing when to cower, having no loyalty, and selling out his brothers!
"Let's go back. We have business to discuss." Jerry shook his head. He couldn't be bothered with the schemes of a great family.
The three entered the villa's living