Excellent girls can always attract the attention of men. During her school days, Catherine never lacked suitors and was the envy of countless girls. However, she knew that most boys pursued her more out of showing off and vanity.
Finally getting rid of the group of suitors who were like flies, Catherine and Nicholas came to the waiting room of the International Floo Network. Because someone kept greeting her on the road, they were a few minutes late, but the other party seemed to have not arrived in the United States through the International Floo Network yet.
Nicholas was asking for news from his old acquaintance, Mr. Nathan.
"It's normal to be late for a few minutes. I've never seen anyone be on time." Nathan, an employee, was not surprised at the delay on the French side. He has been working here for several years and has seen this kind of thing many times. "You can't expect staff from other countries to be punctual. Besides, there is always a small discrepancy between the schedules of both sides."
A small error
After waiting for half an hour, Catherine felt that her patience was being quickly exhausted, especially since there was an annoying guy named Carter next to her who kept finding topics to talk to her.
I clearly rejected him when I was in school.
At this time, there was movement in the fireplace leading to Europe. A very young boy almost fell into the fireplace. He seemed to be very uncomfortable using the international Floo network.
"Mr. Anderson?" Nicholas reached out and helped the boy out of the fireplace, and asked tentatively, "You are younger than I thought."
"Sorry, there was an accident in France, so the time was delayed by half an hour."
Albert heard someone calling him, turned his head to look at the old man in front of him, compared him with the person in the photo in his memory, then reached out to shake hands with Nicholas and said, "Hello, Mr. Nicholas. This must be Miss Catherine. She is even more beautiful than she looks in the photo."
"You know me?" Catherine raised her eyebrows slightly.
To be honest, she was very surprised. The young man in front of her, called Mr. Anderson, looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old at most. Was he really the legendary heir of Wildsmith
Didn’t they say that the heirs have already come of age
"Mr. Serra showed me your picture and he said you were a genius. Of course, I think your beauty is no less than your talent."
Albert was indeed a little surprised. Miss Catherine was very beautiful, not inferior to the girls of the Delacour family who had Veela ancestry.
Catherine noticed that Albert quickly looked away, and she realized that this young man was different from the other men who complimented her, and that his words of praise were merely sincere.
This generous praise made Catherine feel much better about the depressed mood she had while waiting.
"Welcome to America, Mr. Anderson."
Catherine glanced at Carter who had just harassed her, stepped forward and gave Albert a polite kiss, and introduced herself with a smile, "I am Catherine, Nicholas' granddaughter."
"Are all American girls so enthusiastic?" Albert was a little stunned and muttered softly.
He never thought that he was a Garlon, loved by everyone. He soon found the reason from a hostile look and couldn't help frowning.
Perhaps because her attire was out of place in the waiting room of the International Floo Network, several nearby wizards cast curious glances at her.
However, Sera soon appeared in the fireplace, and after a brief hug with Nicholas, she said with a smile: "This journey is really difficult. The French side played a little trick to keep us for another half an hour."
Just at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded beside him.
"Gentlemen, please register here."
The Ministry of Magic staff member who had cast an unfriendly look at him just now said to Albert and Sera, "According to the regulations of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, all members of the American magical community (including citizens and tourists) are required to carry a wand license. Please apply for a temporary permit here."
As he said that, he took the two of them to the counter next door to apply for a temporary wand license.
Albert looked at the other person and frowned slightly, because he felt that this person didn't seem very friendly. He couldn't help but glance at Miss Catherine next to him, and he could probably guess what was going on.
"This man is absolutely sick!" he muttered.
After seeing Sera get the wand license, Albert heard a voice in his ear, "I'm sorry, sir, you are still underage!"
Albert saw the corner of the other person's mouth slightly raised, and couldn't help but frowned, looking at the other person expressionlessly, waiting for him to finish what he was saying.
"In the United States, underage wizards are not allowed to own wands."
"I know, but that's America," Albert reminded.
"Yes." The man did not deny this and said softly, "According to the rules, I am afraid I cannot issue you a wand license. Your wand will have to be kept in the Ministry of Magic for the time being."
"Oh." Albert suddenly asked, "If the American Ministry of Magic loses a wand, will it compensate you?"
"What?"
"I mean, if a wand kept at the American Ministry of Magic is lost or damaged, will the Ministry of Magic compensate for it?" Albert repeated.
"We won't... get lost." The man's expression was a little stiff.
"So, you won't pay compensation, right!" Albert suddenly said.
"If you are unwilling to hand over your wand to the Ministry of Magic for safekeeping, I'm afraid we don't welcome you." Carter's expression was a little strange.
"Oh, can you speak for the entire United States Ministry of Magic?"
"Sorry, this is the rule. Please don't make things difficult for me." The smile on Carter's face became more and more hypocritical.
"You are deliberately making things difficult for me." Albert handed the wand directly to Carter and said calmly, "Because I don't have a wand with me at all. This is just a souvenir gift given to me by a friend when I was in France. It is just a piece of wood that looks like a wand, with a signature at the end."
Finally, Carter looked at the AA coming out of the wand handle, his expression becoming uglier. He seemed not to believe it and waved it a few more times, but without any effect.
Albert's wand was sent back to England along with the wizard chess championship trophy not long ago, because he predicted something from the crystal ball last night, so he sent all the magical items he had back to England.
"You misunderstood from the beginning." Albert said calmly, "If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself. Of course, you have to apologize properly afterwards."
Seeing the other party's expression as if he could check it at will, Carter felt more uncomfortable than eating a fly. The other party was obviously determined that he could not find his wand.
Catherine looked at Carter, whose cheeks were becoming more and more distorted and whose expression was becoming more and more strange.
Finally, the Ministry of Magic checked.
Albert ordered a cup of Assam tea.
At that time, the American Ministry of Magic had no intention of inviting him for tea and was ready to send him away directly.
Albert briefly revealed that he had just won the International Wizards Chess Championship, and that reporters back home would definitely be interested in his trip to the United States.
In response, the US Ministry of Magic had to hold its nose and apologize for their disrespect.
The four of them stayed in the reception room of the American Ministry of Magic, drinking tea for half an hour before leaving.
"Why do you do that?" Catherine asked with a frown.
"I don't think you can use Legilimency!" Albert said suddenly, "So, you didn't see the malice in that guy's eyes just now. I dare say that if I leave the wand there, it might be accidentally broken or lost."
"As for why, of course it's because you kissed me back then. That idiot is now blinded by jealousy. But that's normal. Ninety percent of people working in the Ministry of Magic are that kind of people."
"I haven't had time to teach Catherine Occlumency and Legilimency yet," Nicholas explained. He could see that Mr. Anderson had a high level of attainment in Legilimency.
"I finally understand why everyone is reluctant to come to the United States." Albert turned to Serra and said, "I'm afraid I won't come to the United States again.