Summer vacation always goes by so fast. In the blink of an eye, it is already the end of August and the start of school at Hogwarts is not far away.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't looking forward to going to Hogwarts, although Albert would rather stay at home and continue to slack off for a while.
However, time waits for no one.
When it comes to magic, it is never a good idea to explore blindly. It's like a blind man using a cane to explore the road. No one knows what is ahead.
Albert still had little knowledge of magic, even though he had read all the books.
She and Truman still maintained a pen pal relationship, writing to each other every three days.
This Hufflepuff student's academic performance was only average, and the little knowledge in his head was drained away by Albert in just a few days.
Truman felt sorry for the fact that he thought Albert might be sorted into Ravenclaw because he showed great interest in magical knowledge.
Albert didn't care which house he would be assigned to. As long as he didn't go to Slytherin, it would be fine. After all, Muggle wizards were not welcome there. However, as a Muggle wizard, Albert probably couldn't get into Slytherin.
"Thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest." Albert touched the owl's head and put some food in the birdcage.
Albert was quite satisfied with this owl. At least after his repeated requests, Sheila never brought back any prey again.
He was sure Daisy wouldn't like finding a dead mouse when she was cleaning the room.
Sheila cried out tiredly, went into the birdcage to eat, and prepared to have a good rest, completely indifferent to Tom's grinning beside her.
"Stop it, Tom." Albert picked up the short-haired cat and went downstairs for breakfast.
Today, Herb is free at home. He has recently become fond of the Daily Prophet and has shown great interest in this moving newspaper.
Daisy would also get together to read the Daily Prophet, hoping to learn more about the wizarding world.
"I made corn soup this morning." Daisy smiled and served her son a big bowl of soup. She knew Albert liked this soup.
"Then I don't need to drink milk anymore." Nia looked very happy. She hated having to drink milk every day.
"Of course, you still have to drink it." Daisy put a glass of milk in front of her daughter.
"Has Albert learned some new magic?" Nia glanced at Milk and quietly changed the subject.
She learned this trick from Albert. The girl planned to pour the glass of milk into Tom's cat bowl when her mother was not paying attention.
"Nia." Daisy appeared behind her daughter at some point, with her hands on her hips, staring at everything.
"Mom, I'm preparing breakfast for Tom. He likes milk." Nia quickly argued.
"It's okay, Nia. I still have some." Daisy poured another glass of milk and placed it in front of her daughter, reminding her, "Remember to drink it all."
"I hate drinking milk every day." Nia couldn't help but complain.
“Albert drinks every day, too,” Daisy reminded her. “He never complains.”
"That's different. I've never seen Albert hate anything since I was a kid." Nia was a little depressed. Her family always liked to use Albert to interrupt her. "You can't always compare him to me. That's a special case."
"Yes, your brother didn't like cheese before." Daisy raised her eyebrows and said, "But now he eats cheese."
"You're lying." Nia didn't believe it at all, because Albert's potato pancakes had plenty of cheese and ham.
"It's true. Albert is disgusted by some cheeses, especially those with strong taste. He won't eat them." Herb also found it very interesting. Now he thinks that his son is really not a picky eater. He will eat even the food that children hate.
"Children who are not picky about food grow taller." Albert said without hesitation.
"Why would I want to be that tall?" Nia retorted.
"You'll be prettier if you're taller," Albert reminded, "Mom is an example."
Daisy obviously liked this and smiled even more happily.
"Flatterer." Nia muttered, and under Daisy's "loving" gaze, she reluctantly finished the milk.
However, she gave half a cup to Albert, saying that drinking more milk would help Albert grow taller and be as handsome as his father.
Daisy and Herb are both tall, and because of their jobs, they pay more attention to dressing up and keep in good figure. More importantly, they are still very young.
Originally, Herb planned to take his family to the zoo while he was free today. School was about to start and Albert had to go to Hogwarts, so they probably wouldn't have the chance to go out and play together this year.
However, after Albert expressed his unwillingness to go, Nia also said that the zoo was boring, so the family changed their original plan and stayed in the living room to chat and watch TV.
Nia wanted to ride a toy broom, but was sternly rejected by Herb because she almost hit the TV while riding the broom last time.
The living room wasn't big enough, and riding a broom outside wasn't appropriate; it would be hard to explain if someone saw us.
So, the toy broom that Luke had just bought for Nia was locked in the cabinet by Herb.
In fact, Albert also rode a toy broom once, which made him feel like he was having a chuunibyou attack. The toy broom didn't fly high, so he thought it was boring and never tried it again.
However, for Nia, who has no idea what chuunibyou is, flying freely on a broomstick is obviously very tempting.
After watching TV for a while, Daisy went to the kitchen to prepare tea and cake. The family of four plus a cat read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" in the living room.
This storybook is a fairy tale set in the magical world.
The fairy tales in it are a little different from the ones they have heard before, such as Sleeping Beauty.
The story is about a medieval enchantress who, jealous of the beauty of the local king's daughter, coated a spindle with a potion of living hell. She lured the young princess to touch the spindle, which put her into an eternal sleep.
Later, a wizard applied a stimulating potion on his lips and kissed the princess to wake her up.
Well, the magic version of Sleeping Beauty does lack a bit of romance. However, the family listened to it with great interest, even though they had no idea what the Hell Potion and the Stimulant Potion were.
At this moment, the Anderson family is reading the story of the three brothers. Everyone takes turns reading a paragraph, which is a very interesting process.
"Is there really a stone that can resurrect people?" Nia asked curiously.
The world of magic is full of possibilities, and since the alchemist Nicolas Flamel could live for hundreds of years using the legendary Philosopher's Stone, it doesn't seem impossible that there is a stone that can bring a person back to life.
"Nia, there is no such thing in the world." Herb reminded, "Also, you should have heard that the lover of the second brother of the three brothers was not really resurrected."
"This is a fairy tale. There is a saying that fairy tales are all lies." Albert said with a smile.
"Albert is so annoying. Can't he give me some hope?" Nia couldn't help but complain. She knew, of course, that things in fairy tales were all fictional.