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After drinking, people tend to become nagging.
Louise simply ignored Isobel and sat next to Albert, talking to herself.
At first, the two chatted about famous places in the French wizarding world or where to go shopping. Later, they talked about the Beauxbatons School of Magic in France.
Isobel was very interested in the Beauty Fountain at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which was said to have beauty-enhancing effects.
"It's all fake. Nicolas Flamel and Perenelle Flamel (the spring is named after the Flamel couple) don't have that kind of magical effect at all." Louise, who was sipping champagne, had a strange expression on her face and said self-deprecatingly, "I don't know when that legend came about. Even if it really has an effect, the effect is very weak or even non-existent. Besides, the girls at Beauxbatons School will never drink the water from the Beauty Spring."
Isobel actually guessed this possibility, but she still felt a little disappointed.
When the three of them were introducing their respective schools to each other, Furong came over with her sister.
The eldest daughter of the Delacour family was helpless. After her father knew that Albert already had a girlfriend, he still insisted that she should meet Mr. Anderson.
To be honest, Fleur was not very fond of her cousin Louise and the red-haired girl around Albert. Perhaps there was an insurmountable barrier between beautiful women.
However, Furong still came over to talk to Albert briefly, and the proud girl soon realized that Albert was unusual.
Furong was surprised by his fluent French, as she hadn't noticed it the last time they met.
Furong was well aware of how difficult it was to learn a foreign language. If she hadn't lived in France for a few years, she would never have been able to reach that level.
Several pretty girls gathered in a group, which immediately attracted the attention of other boys. Albert was particularly eye-catching among the girls. Under the influence of alcohol, several young gentlemen began to ask around for news about Albert.
Anderson was obviously not the surname of a famous wizard family, and for a while few people knew who he was.
All people knew was that Albert was British, but he spoke French very well and knew many famous potion experts who came to the wedding.
This information was provided by Adam.
As for Mr. Delacour, who knew some of Albert's background, he would naturally not reveal Albert's prison history.
Therefore, many wizards who came to the wedding only knew that Albert was the youngest international wizard chess champion and was also very good at potions.
After all, to be able to mingle with a group of potion experts, his attainments in potions are obviously not low.
Soon after, Louise finally persuaded Albert to dance with her, and took Fleur along as well.
The two French girls were both good at dancing, much better than Isobel. Albert even felt like a puppet, being controlled by the girls to dance an unrestrained waltz.
Albert suspected that the other party intended to retaliate against him because Louise asked him, "Who is prettier, her or Isobel?" The result is predictable. Although Albert felt that Louise, who had Veela blood, was prettier, she was his girlfriend after all, so naturally his girlfriend was prettier.
Is this even a question
The French girl was obviously not satisfied with this answer. Before the song ended, she stepped hard on Albert's foot, almost making him jump up.
"I really shouldn't have agreed to her." Albert grimaced in pain. It was better to stay away from them.
"What were you talking about just now?" Isobel had been watching the two people dancing, so she noticed that they were whispering while dancing.
"She asked me who was prettier among you," Albert confessed honestly, "I said you were prettier."
"No, she's prettier." Although Isobel didn't show any emotion on her face, she was actually very happy in her heart. She said to Albert, "The bloodline of the Veela gives them beautiful faces."
"Well, she is indeed very beautiful, but appearance is not everything." Albert couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt that it was dangerous to talk to a woman about who was prettier, so he quickly changed the subject, "We should go find Mr. Hertok, lest he gets drunk and just leave us here."
"I wouldn't do that, and I'm not drunk." Hetok appeared without warning, making Albert a little embarrassed. The latter didn't care, and sat next to Albert and said, "The Magic Garden has decided to hold the Magic School Potions Championship next year. I think you have a great chance of winning."
"Magic School Potions Tournament?"
Albert knew about this event and it was said that it had been held for many years.
He learned this from the deeds of Zygmunt Bage, the potion genius.
It is said that when Sigismund was fourteen years old, he wanted to participate in the Magic School Potions Championship, but was rejected by the then headmaster of Hogwarts on the grounds that the championship was too dangerous for the underage Sigismund.
Sigismund was so angry that he dropped out of school, and then the "Book of Magic Potions" came into being. Albert still remembers the following sentence written on the last page of the book:
Please understand that some people already think I have become abnormal due to disappointment.
This is nonsense!
I like to live a long and full life... alone, on the island of Hemettra, devoting myself to this, my masterpiece, my legacy - The Book of Potions.
I have always dreamed that one day this book would accompany a great pharmacist to win a championship, and now I feel that it is coming true!
At first, Zygmunt Budge wanted to win the championship by his own strength, but only contestants representing the school could participate in the tournament, and he was no longer qualified as he had left Hogwarts.
In fact, even if Zygmunt Budge hadn't left school, there would have been no chance. The Magic School Potions Championship was held only once in a long time, and if you were unlucky and missed it, you would have missed it.
"I'm not an adult yet!" Albert reminded. "Perhaps, I will be the next unlucky person who is rejected because of my age. However, I think Isobel has a good chance of winning the Golden Crucible."
"I can help you write a letter to Dumbledore." Hertog Dagworth said without hesitation: "Winning the Magic School Potions Championship will be of great benefit to you in this circle in the future. The unfortunate Damocles missed the golden crucible because he was too young."
"And you?"
Albert asked.
In fact, even if he didn't ask, he could guess the result.
"I've always had good luck." Hertok Dagworth grinned, "After you win the Magic School Potion Championship, I'll help you get a membership card from the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association. After you graduate, you can directly become a member of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association."
When Hetok mentioned the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, Albert remembered what the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association was.
He remembered that he had once picked up Hertok Dagworth's gold membership card, which had caused him a lot of trouble.
"I'll try my best." Albert nodded.
There is no mention of a wizarding school potions tournament in Harry Potter, just as there is no international wizarding chess tournament.
However, Albert was quite satisfied that Hertog Dagworth could help him trigger the "Golden Crucible" mission. Well, there was a golden crucible in the prize, but whether it was made entirely of gold was doubtful.
After all, as we all know, gold medals are actually gold-plated.