When the host of the International Alchemy Congress officially announced that Albert Anderson had won the Gold Award for Pioneering Contributions, the conference site suddenly fell into deathly silence. There was no applause or cheers, only scrutinizing and questioning looks. As the alchemists at the scene turned their heads, all their attention was on Albert.
The feeling of being stared at with scrutiny and questioning eyes by many people was really terrible. The alchemists present even chose to forget that staring at others was a very rude thing. However, when facing the pressure of hundreds of people's gazes, Albert's expression did not change much. After all, he was a person who had seen big scenes, and the malicious gazes of the group of people could not make him retreat.
Isobel, who was particularly sensitive to other people's gazes, could not help but frown. She quietly reached out and held Albert's hand, trying to give him courage, encouragement and support with her palm, but Albert was obviously not a person who lacked courage, otherwise he would not have been sorted into Gryffindor.
Of course he knew that there were many people who were gloating over this and wanted to see him get humiliated. In the end, he might even be forced to give up the Gold Medal for Pioneering Contributions under pressure and leave the International Alchemy Congress in disgrace as they wished, becoming the subject of everyone's after-dinner conversation. However, these people were destined to be disappointed.
The awkward atmosphere at the scene did not affect Albert at all. He stood up from his seat and slowly walked to the podium under the malicious gazes of countless wizards.
The host looked at Albert, probably not expecting such a situation to happen, and after he came on stage, he quickly handed him the microphone.
"The scenery here is really nice. I see quite a few old friends in the audience." Albert took the microphone and said casually, as if testing its function: "Of course, I know that many of you have doubts about my ability to win this award, but those who know me here should not have such thoughts."
"My name is Albert Anderson. I'm 16 years old. Well, I'll be 17 in a few months. I come from a Muggle family. The Gold Medal for Pioneering Contributions from the Cairo International Alchemy Conference that I won today should be considered my fourth international award."
At this moment, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Albert's mouth, as if he was mocking those mediocre people who were jealous of him.
"I have previously won the International Wizard Chess Championship, the Magic School Potions Championship, and the Barnabus Finkley Gold Medal for Excellent Spellcasting Skills. By the way, if I am free next year, I should participate in the dueling tournament and try to win the fifth world-class award."
After saying this, Albert deliberately paused for a moment, leaning forward slightly, as if to appreciate the changes in expressions on the faces of the people in the audience.
"Of course, I have also won many other awards that are not world awards. I personally think that the most valuable one should be the Order of Merlin, Third Class, which I won not long ago. Because I restored a human form restoration spell that can help solve the threat of werewolves. I can fully understand your doubts about my winning the award, but for me, it is just another award. Please allow me to brag here. I have won too many awards, but I am still keen on collecting various awards."
quiet!
There was dead silence in the audience, and everyone in the venue was stunned.
How dare he!
They never expected that Albert would tell them in this way, you are actually overthinking it, I really don’t need to cheat, because winning these international awards is as easy as drinking water for me. If you don’t believe me, just look at the several world-class championship titles I have, which is the best proof.
However, Albert really dared to do this. He slapped everyone present in the face with the cruel reality and told them that it was time to wake up.
If he had no real ability, how could a Muggle wizard with no background win such a string of world championship titles and become friends with those famous alchemists
Sporadic applause began to be heard in the venue, and the alchemists who were familiar with Albert waved to him in a friendly manner.
The other guys who were not convinced all looked unhappy, but they had to admit that they were shocked by Albert's series of world-class championship titles.
Perhaps, there are people who can win so many world-class championship titles, but they are definitely not as young as Albert, and he is a Muggle wizard without any wizard background at all. If you accuse him of cheating, there will probably be people who will say that you are crazy and you should knock open his skull to see if it is full of paste.
Aria, who was still unconvinced, now had a complicated expression on his face. He looked up at the young man on the stage who was looking down at them. Just now, the reactions of the other alchemists made him feel lucky, but after Albert introduced himself, Aria knew that he had completely lost.
Sera, who was originally a little nervous, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was worried that Albert would not be able to withstand the pressure and make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that Albert would slap him in the face, giving everyone an unexpected surprise.
Nicholas has been very calm. Although he has not had much contact with Albert, he is very confident in Wildsmith's successor and is optimistic about Albert.
At this moment, Nicholas was admiring the stunned alchemists around him. He agreed with Albert's approach. Sometimes you must not back down. Backing down will only make others more aggressive. You should hit them hard so that they will know how to be in awe. Albert just had this ability. Even if he fell out with some people in the end, it didn't matter. Nicholas thought Albert would not come to the International Alchemy Conference next time.
Isobel stared at the figure on the stage with a faint smile on her face, as if she was not surprised at all by what had just happened.
She knew Albert, he was not someone who would suffer any loss.
The counterattack just now was so funny that it was not difficult for her to imagine the expressions on the others' faces.
As for Catherine and Valeria, they were both staring at Albert on the stage. His self-introduction was so cool that it aroused them a little.
Many people were in a bad mood, in every sense of the word, but even so, what could they do? Could they file a formal complaint with the International Confederation of Wizards
Even if I file a complaint, will it really be helpful
Anderson was able to win so many international awards, it was impossible that no one would be dissatisfied and file a complaint with the International Confederation of Wizards. However, Anderson still participated in the International Alchemy Congress and won the Gold Award for Pioneering Contributions, which is very telling.
After Albert finished introducing himself, he gave the audience a few minutes to speak. Then, regardless of other people's reactions, he began to talk about his personal views on alchemy. In this regard, Albert was far ahead of others. Not only was it related to the knowledge that came with his panel skills, but he had also communicated with Nicolas Flamel and many famous alchemists. What he said on the stage was very novel and refreshing. Most of the alchemists had very complicated expressions on their faces.
They could all clearly feel the threat from the sixteen-year-old.
However, just as people were immersed in Albert's speech, the person on the stage suddenly stopped talking.
At this moment, everyone was confused and even wanted to yell at the person on the stage to continue speaking because Albert had only spoken half of the story.
Why don't you continue talking
Is it okay to keep people in suspense like this
Amid the host's astonished gaze, Albert ended his speech with a smile, handed the microphone back to him, and then walked off the stage without paying any attention to anyone else.
The organizers of the International Alchemy Conference would never have imagined the situation he was in just now. Albert didn't believe it anyway.
Since the other party made him uncomfortable, he didn't mind making everyone uncomfortable.
Well, everyone probably realized that Albert deliberately didn't finish his story to disgust them, and they couldn't be angry with Albert because this outrageous action was completely within reason.
You said he didn't finish, but Albert did.
The organizers of the International Alchemy Conference had not given him much time to speak, but from his self-introduction until now, his speech had almost lasted more than half an hour.
You said he had finished speaking, but Albert could indeed continue to talk about a lot more.
When everyone was speechless because of Albert, they all realized that this genius was actually quite vengeful.
"You seem very happy." After Albert returned to his seat, Isobel put her face close to his ear and whispered, "But you might offend some people by doing that."
"It's okay, but I don't plan to attend the International Alchemy Conference anymore." Albert didn't care at all. After all, the two sides were not friends. If they were not even friends, why bother about them
"I think so too." Isobel smiled. As long as Albert didn't care, she would care even less.
Anyway, I guess we won’t have much interaction in the future.
Albert came to participate in the International Alchemy Conference simply to covet the rewards given by the panel task. Do you really think he cares about that gold medal
It's just a gold-plated thing, what's the point of caring about it
As Albert grows older and stronger, his wings are gradually growing stronger. In a few months, he will be an adult, and the restrictions of the magical world on him will be greatly weakened. When Albert reaches adulthood, all traces of his body will disappear completely, and the things that once troubled him will no longer exist.
The International Alchemy Congress really couldn't do anything about Albert. After all, he also followed their formal procedures, and they really shouldn't blame Albert, otherwise it would have become his lecture next, which was obviously not in line with the procedure, so they really had to thank Albert.
Then it was the host's finishing touch. They formally awarded Albert the Gold Award for Pioneering Contribution and the patent certificate for flying ointment.
No one won the other grand prize, which was not beyond everyone's expectations. Normally, only one person would win the prize, and there would basically be no "exception" unless the alchemical results were outstanding.
The International Alchemy Congress did not end there. The organizers also held a small party for everyone and provided a large amount of food and drinks, so that everyone could sit down and exchange their research results.
Albert was soon surrounded by a group of acquaintances, many of whom laughed and teased him about his self-introduction, and asked Albert to continue with the previous topic.
Many alchemists who looked towards Albert had complicated expressions, because they found that Albert already had his own circle with quite a few people, and that circle was not short of famous alchemists.
Albert was not stingy and continued with what he had just said.
Many people who were very angry about Albert's outrageous behavior pricked up their ears and eavesdropped nearby. However, what annoyed them was why the guy spoke so softly.
After Albert finished speaking, he prepared to leave.
He had no intention of staying overnight in Egypt.
"Sorry, I have to take this medal back now." Albert politely declined others' attempts to keep him and said that they would meet again another day.
That afternoon, Albert checked out directly and prepared to use the international Floo network in Egypt to return to the UK.
"Are you in such a hurry to go back?"
Valeria and Catherine also packed their bags and prepared to go to England with them to watch the upcoming Quidditch World Cup.
"Why don't you go back and stay here and let people watch you like monkeys?" It was not difficult for Albert to imagine how many wizards would come to watch him after this matter was exposed. He was not Lockhart, and he didn't like to be watched by others.
"You were really ruthless earlier." Catherine said with a smile, "I bet the Finks Daily will report this extensively."
"Where will we live when we go to England?" Valeria was more concerned about this question.
"The Leaky Cauldron is just fine," said Albert.
"Can't go to your house?" Valeria asked deliberately.
"Of course, but you'll have to share a room with me." Isobel took over.
After saying goodbye to Sera and Nicholas, the four of them went to the Ministry of Magic in Egypt and returned to Britain via the international Floo network there.
After all, they are adults and can take care of themselves.
They went to the Leaky Cauldron first, but felt that the environment there was average and might not be safe for the two girls, so they decided to share a room with Isobel.
"Looks like we'll have to sleep on the floor." Valeria wasn't too surprised. "How about we set up a tent in your yard?"
Isobel put the suitcase that Albert gave her before he left on the ground, opened it, and waved her wand lightly, opening a door.
"Follow me." Isobel pushed open the door and said to the two of them.
"Is this in the box?" The two followed Isobel down the stairs and found themselves in a room.
"Yes. We will live here from now on." Isobel showed the two of them around the house. "So, you don't have to sleep on the floor. There are enough rooms here."
"It's more spacious than I thought." Catherine pushed open the door of the wooden house and found that the sun was shining brightly outside. There were actually large herbal fields inside, growing a large amount of raw materials needed for beauty potions.
"It seems that we have disturbed your and Albert's world of two." Valeria said quietly.
"Yeah." Isobel responded noncommittally, and suddenly said, "We should get married right after Albert graduates, and we will send you an invitation then."
Valeria's expression froze, and Catherine raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "He is really impatient. Is he too impatient?"
"Well, Albert is indeed a little impatient, but there are other reasons." Isobel did not intend to explain this to the two of them, "You will know later."