After breakfast, the two left the hall together.
On the way to the Room of Requirement, Isobel suddenly asked, "Have you ever peeked into Miss Granger's future?"
"Do I look like that?"
Faced with his girlfriend's almost accusatory questioning, Albert shrugged helplessly: with an expression that said, "I didn't do that, don't slander me."
"I feel like that's something you would do."
The two stopped in front of the tapestry on the eighth floor showing the troll beating Barnabas to death. Isobel turned her head and stared into Albert's eyes. She raised her hand and poked his chest and said seriously, "Although you are very nice to most of your friends, I feel that you are a little too nice to Granger. You probably don't know that many girls have noticed this. People who don't know the truth think you are trying to pick up Miss Granger."
"How do they know that I want to date Miss Granger?" Albert deliberately made a very exaggerated expression.
After being stared at by Isobel for a while, Albert put away the expression on his face and asked helplessly, "Okay, I was just joking, why would they think that?"
"Jealous, probably."
"I think so." Albert looked at Isobel with interest, waiting for her to continue.
"You know a lot of beautiful girls. Louise, Catherine, or Valeria who I met a while ago are all very beautiful girls. I don't think you would be interested in a little girl who has hardly grown up." Isobel counted.
“You forgot to add yourself,” Albert added.
She didn't care and continued, "So, the only explanation is that you are very optimistic about Miss Granger's future. Making friends with someone from childhood and waiting for her to grow up, become an adult, and achieve success before becoming friends with her are two different concepts. This is your area of expertise."
"It seems that I am a scheming person in your eyes." Albert couldn't help but tease, "Then what do you think is my purpose in approaching you?"
"Who knows?"
Isobel looked at Albert, who had walked through the corridor three times and successfully opened the Room of Requirement, and said, "Someone always does things with a strong purpose."
"My purpose?" Albert stretched out his hand to Isobel and said with a smile, "I just want to find myself a beautiful girlfriend. After all, beautiful girls are a rare resource in school, so of course I have to act first to avoid being snatched away by others."
"You've said that before," Isobel reminded him. She placed her hand on Albert's and they walked into the Room of Requirement together.
"Yes, that's my goal. In fact, men are visual creatures. If they see a girl who is particularly beautiful and has a compatible personality, they will naturally not miss it easily." Albert gently hugged the girl's waist, kissed her on the cheek, and said lustfully, "So, when I first saw you, I had already set my eyes on you. I spent a lot of effort to finally get the most beautiful girl in the school."
Isobel naturally wouldn't take this seriously. She knew very well what Albert was like back then, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have gotten together.
"How dare you say that." Isobel was speechless, even though she knew some of it was true.
"Isn't it the same for girls?" Albert said disapprovingly, "I dare say most girls like handsome boys. As far as I know, Diggory is very popular among the girls."
"Why don't you talk about yourself?" Isobel asked with some amusement.
"A handsome, rich and famous man will naturally be sought after by countless girls." Albert said as a matter of course, "This is normal. After all, girls want a romantic prince charming to marry them, otherwise they would not gather in groups under the mistletoe at Christmas."
Isobel looked Albert up and down and asked with a smile: "Prince Charming, are you referring to yourself?"
"No, I don't actually know how to ride a horse."
"According to what you said, Miss Louise, who has Veela blood, is more beautiful and open than me, and she seems to want to pursue you. Don't you like her?" Isobel asked curiously.
"I like her. After all, she looks pretty. As long as her personality isn't too bad, men usually won't refuse her." Albert had just finished speaking when he felt his waist twisted and he gritted his teeth in pain.
"Then why don't you ask her to be your girlfriend?" Isobel asked in a pretentious tone, "She must be very willing to be your girlfriend."
"Because you definitely don't like a man who plays two-timing." Albert sighed, "and I don't want to lose you either."
"What if I agree?" Isobel said suddenly.
"I never thought I was that attractive," Albert shook his head. "Besides, this isn't seventeenth-century France, and no one is willing to accept the idea of a lover."
"You know it very well." Isobel's expression became more and more strange. "You haven't peeked into my future, have you?"
"No, I promise. In fact, I basically don't peek into other people's future." Albert reached out and fumbled in the corner on the right side of the room. He seemed to grab something out of thin air, and with a strong pull, a disappearing cabinet appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them.
"The only time I used it was to spy on Harry Potter."
There was a hint of surprise on Isobel's face, but she soon showed an expression of realization.
"Young Potter eventually defeated the mysterious man at Hogwarts School," Albert said calmly. "Later, Potter became the head of the Auror Office. In an interview at the Quidditch World Cup, I saw Hermione next to Potter. She seemed to have become... the Minister of Magic."
"Minister of Magic?"
Isobel was very surprised. She was well aware of the situation of Muggle wizards in the Ministry of Magic, let alone climbing to the position of Minister of Magic.
"Maybe. Who knows what will happen in the future?" Albert said meaningfully. "Prophecies are just predictions after all."
"Sure enough, it's exactly like your style."
Isobel showed an expression of "as expected". If Hermione really became the Minister of Magic in the future according to Albert's thinking, it would obviously be beneficial to become good friends with her. Even if Hermione failed to become the Minister of Magic, it would not be bad to make friends with an excellent witch. What's more, this person was a good friend of the savior Potter, and Potter finally defeated the mysterious man. "
"Don't say that." Albert shrugged. "At least, I really want to be good friends with her. Even if Hermione can really become the Minister of Magic, it will take many years."
"You call it: investing ahead of time!" Isobel said. "I know you're good at it."
"If you think so."
"By the way, have you really never seen your future?" Isobel suddenly asked.
"No, I didn't dare to look for too long, and I didn't want to do so." Albert shook his head.
"Why?" Isobel was surprised.
"The unknown future is the future," Albert said as he opened the door of the Vanishing Cabinet. "Besides, I'm afraid of seeing something bad, so I won't peek into my future unless I have to."
"Another weird statement from the prophet?" Isobel didn't ask, but walked into the disappearing cabinet. "See you later."
"See you later."
Albert looked at the closed Vanishing Cabinet and murmured, "Invest in advance? That's true."
Hermione is indeed a potential stock in Albert's eyes.
Possibly the future Minister of Magic, after all.
Maintaining good relationships is undoubtedly a very cost-effective thing. In the words of businessmen: this is a business that is sure to make a profit.
What's more, maybe through Hermione, I can influence some of the following events, or even trigger more panel tasks, so as to gain more experience.
Alas, Isobel saw things very clearly. Even Albert had to admit that he was indeed a guy who did things with a purpose.
Of course, there are other reasons.
In his previous life, Albert liked Hermione, a smart character, very much. Naturally, he was willing to be friends with someone he once liked and occasionally give the other person some help. It would be even better if he could make the other person like him or admire him.
A little bit of man's vanity, that's all.
Regardless of interests, feelings, or inner heart, Albert really couldn't find any reason not to improve Hermione's favor and enhance the friendship between the two.
It turned out that Albert's efforts were rewarded, and he and Hermione have become very good friends.
After the Vanishing Cabinet was reopened, Albert walked in and appeared in a remote house on the edge of Hogsmeade village.
The sunlight poured into the hall through the window. Isobel was sitting on the sofa waiting for him. The house-elf had already brought her two cups of black tea.
Albert reached out and took a notebook from the bookshelf next to him, then sat down next to Isobel. He threw the notebook aside, took a sip of the tea, and asked, "By the way, do you want to go to the Quidditch World Cup together during the summer vacation?"
"The two of us?"
"I can shamelessly go with your family." Albert said with a smile, "There's an Easter party there tomorrow. I'll ask then if I can help get tickets for the finals."
"Mom may not be available."
"It doesn't matter, we can go together then."
After finishing the topic of watching the Quidditch game, the two began to talk about the things in their notes and gradually perfected their transformation plan.