Peter Pettigrew is dead
To be honest, when Albert saw this report, his first reaction was not that Peter Pettigrew was dead, but that he had escaped from Azkaban.
Although he had long since determined that Peter Pettigrew would escape from prison, he was still somewhat surprised when he read the news in the newspaper.
The story of the novel has changed slightly due to his interference, but Peter Pettigrew is also a relatively important character and the key to Voldemort's resurrection. It is impossible for him to die just by being sent to Azkaban prison.
Without him, Voldemort might have had to continue to live in the forests of Albania for the next few years or even decades, accompanied by his snake and rat friends.
Because none of Tom's old friends really wanted him to come back, otherwise, how could no one have gone to the Albanian forest to look for Voldemort for more than ten years
In fact, this matter is no longer a secret. Any well-informed wizard knows that Voldemort may be hiding in the forests of Albania.
"Having said that, Tom is actually quite pitiful. The loyal and reliable ones are all imprisoned in Azkaban, leaving only a bunch of unreliable traitors." Albert muttered to himself, "I remember that he seemed to be able to see through other people's lies. I'm really curious about how he felt when facing those Death Eaters!"
Of course, even if Tom really climbed out of the cauldron, he probably wouldn't tell Albert.
The question now is how Peter Pettigrew escaped from Azkaban prison. I believe the Ministry of Magic should have learned from Black that his Animagus was a rat. There was no reason to allow Peter Pettigrew a chance to escape, otherwise the Ministry of Magic would have to squat on the toilet and eat shit.
"Albert?"
The familiar and gentle voice in his ear rang again, interrupting Albert's thoughts. Isobel's beautiful fair and rosy cheeks appeared in the two-way mirror, looking at Albert, who was slightly absent-minded, with confusion.
"What's wrong?" she asked gently.
"I discovered something," Albert said. "Wait a moment. I have to write it down and study it another day."
After that, Albert picked up the notebook on the table and quickly wrote down the story of Peter Pettigrew, cut out the report and pasted it on the notebook, and also attached some of his subsequent thoughts. Then, he started chatting with Isobel and made an appointment to meet at the house in Hogsmeade.
"See you later, honey."
Albert put down the two-way mirror, walked to the corner of the room, stretched out his hand in the air, and pulled off the invisible cloth covering the disappearing cabinet.
The craftsmanship of the Vanishing Cabinet is actually quite high, and it was very popular during the First Wizarding War. Once the Death Eaters came, the wizards could hide in the Vanishing Cabinet and be immediately transported to another place to escape.
But there are some problems with the Vanishing Cabinet. It is very expensive to sell and is very precious, so only wealthy wizards can afford it. For wealthy wizards, it is actually very worthwhile to spend money to escape a disaster.
Of course, after the Ministry of Magic restored peace, the Vanishing Cabinet was obsolete by the times, but in Albert's opinion, this technology is still very valuable.
He stepped into the Vanishing Cabinet, and as the door reopened, he was in his room in Hogsmeade in the blink of an eye.
When he walked out of the hidden room, Isobel, who was wearing a nightgown, was looking at him with a smile.
"I missed you." Albert spread his hands towards the girl.
"We seem to chat every day." Isobel went forward and hugged Albert, kissed him gently on the lips, and laughed, "Your kissing skills are much better than before."
"It's really thanks to you as a teacher." Albert let go of his hand and pulled him to sit down. "Is it okay to spend the night here?"
"I told mother you had a house in Hogsmeade." Isobel let Albert hold her in his arms.
"What did your mother say?" Albert asked curiously.
"He said you're more interesting than my dad." Isobel smiled happily. "She never objects to our affairs. Maybe it's to save herself from worrying about my future."
"Your mother's greatest wish is probably to see you sisters get married and have a happy family of your own." Albert could understand Mrs. McDougal's thoughts.
"By the way, Mom doesn't plan to go to the World Cup with us. She said she can't leave the hospital." Isobel got off Albert. It was a bit hot in summer when they hugged each other. "Do you have a suitable candidate?"
To be honest, Isobel was a little conflicted. She didn't like being disturbed, but the tickets couldn't be wasted like this.
"Is that so?" Albert thought for a moment and said, "Then I will take Nina to watch the Quidditch World Cup. She has always been fascinated by the wizarding world."
"Nia?"
Isobel frowned, thinking about the risks of this matter.
Albert's sister is a Muggle, and it would be troublesome if she was exposed, but since Albert said so, there must be a way to take his sister with him without getting into trouble.
After all, with the help of wizards, it is not difficult for a Muggle to bypass the arrangements of the Ministry of Magic and blend into the wizarding world.
"You'll have to keep a close eye on her when the time comes." Isobel actually understood Albert's feelings, and she also loved her sister very much.
"Thank you." Albert sighed softly, "Not being a wizard is a very cruel thing for Nia."
"Then thank me well." Isobel stared at Albert with burning eyes.
"I suddenly find that you are more beautiful than before." Albert was a little surprised by Isobel's changes. She seemed to adapt to the role she played quickly, giving him the feeling of a newlywed wife in love.
The quiet night is long, but the nightlife for the two of them has just begun.
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Albert left before dawn. Before that, he used the time converter to go back a few hours, then used the vanishing cabinet to return to his bedroom, then threw himself on the bed and continued to sleep.
When he woke up, it was completely bright. There was a knock on the door. Nia pushed the door open and walked into the room, looking at Albert suspiciously, "You look tired?"
"The beauty potion is on the table," Albert reminded.
"I think you need to control yourself." Nia said bluntly, "Or is that kind of thing really fascinating?"
Albert felt inexplicably embarrassed, especially since the person he was talking to about this was his sister.
Noticing the embarrassment on Albert's face, Nia curled her lips and said, "Girls nowadays are actually more open than you think. One of my friends is with his boyfriend... Anyway, you know."
"Your friend?"
Albert looked at Nia suspiciously, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
"The same age as me. In fact, most girls my age have found boyfriends." Nia pulled a chair and sat down to chat with Albert.
"You should protect yourself and stay away from those scumbags to avoid getting hurt." Albert taught seriously, "When looking for a boyfriend, you should choose someone you like and who is reliable. The most important thing is that their values should match."
"Don't bring yourself into this. There aren't many people like you in the whole of Britain." Nia couldn't help but complain, "You probably don't know how popular you are!"
In fact, Nia is not interested in most boys now, mainly because Albert has raised her standards. When she meets male friends, she always likes to compare them with Albert, and then... It's not good to have a brother who is too outstanding.
The breakfast was very rich. The meat on the table was basically replaced by fish and chicken. Everyone ate while chatting about shopping later.
"By the way, there is a Quidditch World Cup in the wizarding world this year. Someone gave me a few tickets. Nia, do you want to go to the game with me?" Albert suddenly asked.
The hall suddenly fell into silence.
"Watch the game?" Nia looked up at Albert and asked in a trembling voice, "Can I really go?"
"Of course you can. Just disguise yourself as a wizard and sneak in." Albert said with a smile, "But you must not run around, and you must not leave my side. This is my condition and requirement."
"Of course."
Nia had a very bright smile on her face and she felt that today was her lucky day.
"Quidditch?" Luke's face was filled with nostalgia. "The Daily Prophet said that Britain hasn't won a championship in thirty years."
"Is it really okay?" Sansa asked worriedly. She felt that it was still unreliable to let Nia blend into the wizarding world. If her identity was exposed, it might cause a lot of trouble.
"Don't worry, as long as she doesn't run around, there will be no problem." Albert almost patted his chest to assure, "It's like traveling abroad."
"Who else besides you?"
"Isobel and her sister Katrina will also come with us to the Quidditch World Cup," said Albert. "We will stay in a tent."
"A tent?" Every time Sansa talked about the magical world, she felt that she couldn't keep up with the topic.
"The wizard's tent is very spacious, like a small house," Luke explained.
"Magic is amazing." Sansa changed the subject, "We'll have dumplings for lunch. What kind of fillings do you want?"
"Fresh shrimp dumplings." Albert said, "I can help you when the time comes."
After breakfast, the family took Luke's car to London for shopping.
After agreeing on a time and place to meet, they parted ways on the street. Albert's first stop was to buy a dress for Nia.
It was a brand store and the clothes there were very expensive, which was why Nia looked for him.
Of course, Nia couldn't invest all her pounds in stocks, but she planned to save some money for herself in case of emergency.
Besides, in her words: Albert doesn't need the pounds anyway, so he might as well spend the money on his lovely sister.
"How is it?" Nia turned around in front of Albert in her off-white dress, "I think this dress goes well with the hat you gave me last time."
"Not bad." Albert felt that Nia had become much more mature, and her temperament was quite different from the lively and lovely sister he had in mind.
I can only say that beautiful girls look good in anything they wear.
"This is the most popular style at the moment. It will suit your girlfriend very well," the young waitress boasted.
"That's my sister," Albert corrected.
The waitress was a little embarrassed. She felt that the two were more like a couple. After all, girls usually go shopping for clothes with their besties or boyfriends.
"Yes, this is my brother." Nia winked at the young waitress, "But he already has a girlfriend."
The waitress looked at the brother and sister who came to the front desk to pay the bill with a look of surprise.
"Okay, next, let's go buy your clothes!" Nia turned and said to Albert.
With adequate nutrition, Albert was already close to six feet tall, and many of his clothes were shorter.
The girls' enthusiasm for shopping was terrifying, and Albert couldn't understand why Nia was so keen on buying clothes for him. He felt like a puppet trying on clothes, and he changed several clothing stores before he was satisfied.
Of course, Nia had good taste. After Albert put on a new set of clothes, he looked more sunny and handsome.
However, the troubling problem is that the two of them are always mistaken by the store clerks as a couple.
“I think we are somewhat similar.”
Albert looked at himself through the glass window of the milk tea shop and said that he didn't understand why people always thought they were a couple instead of siblings.
"That's their trick. Most boys are more generous in front of their girlfriends. So when they see a man and a woman shopping together, they always assume that they are a couple." Nia took a sip of milk tea and easily exposed the clerks' little thoughts with a smile.
"Okay, we've almost bought everything, we should go back." Luke and Sansa were much faster than them. There were a lot of things on the back seat of the car, including a big fan.
With the arrival of summer, the fan in the living room is no longer enough for four people. As for air conditioning, it is actually quite expensive to install in Europe, and summer usually does not last long.
After returning home, Albert sat in the living room and watched TV for a while, feeling the wind from the big fan, before going to the kitchen to help with cooking. For lunch, he had seafood fried noodles and a large portion of seafood dumpling soup.
While everyone was enjoying the food, an owl flew in through the window, threw a letter in front of Albert, and almost knocked over his bowl of dumplings.
Albert picked up the letter and glanced at the sender. It was a private letter from the Minister of Magic. Albert opened the letter and read the contents: Fudge told Albert in the letter that he had won the Order of Merlin, Third Class.
Then another owl flew in and dropped a package on the table. Inside the package was an exquisite box with a gold medal and a white ribbon symbolizing the Order of Merlin, Third Class.
Albert picked up the medal, weighed it in his hand, and threw it back into the box, pouting and saying, "Gold-plated."
The three people whose attention was originally attracted by the medal all looked stunned.
"Nowadays, all the medals and trophies are gold-plated." Albert picked up another official-looking letter from the Ministry of Magic. After opening it, he found that it was actually commending him for his outstanding contribution to the restoration of the human form spell.
Albert originally thought that he would need to provide more information about the spell to restore his human form and undergo strict review before he could pass. He did not expect that he would win the award so easily, and in such a sloppy manner that it caught people off guard.
What he didn't know was that last month Fudge had someone try to cast a human-restore spell during the full moon, and then restored the werewolf to human form in full view of everyone.
So Albert won the prize.
Compared to Albert's hasty award-winning, Fudge's award ceremony was much more formal. Almost the entire front page of the Daily Prophet was reporting on his winning of the Order of Merlin, First Class, which directly pushed the news of Albert's award into the corner.
However, Cornelius Fudge's winning of the award was not satisfactory, and many wizards believed that Fudge was not qualified to win the award.
In contrast, the news of Albert's award spread quietly. Behind the three owls from the Ministry of Magic, more owls flocked in, bringing congratulations from old friends.
"Oh my god, there are so many owls."
Sansa looked at the owls flying around in the kitchen, feeling a little overwhelmed. The birds made a mess of their lunch.
"Congratulations from a friend." Albert looked at the messy restaurant and said helplessly, "I'll help clean it up later."