The youngest winner in history of the "Cairo International Alchemy Conference Pioneering Contribution Gold Award" was born!
Katrina was sitting in the restaurant flipping through the headlines of today's Daily Prophet when she discovered that she seemed to have seen a familiar scene in the newspaper again.
Not long ago, the headlines of the Daily Prophet also reported the good news that Albert Anderson won the "Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellence in Spellcasting".
“That guy is really amazing.”
The girl read the article in the newspaper carefully and compared it with what she had heard from others. She lost interest in the report. At least 70% of the content was fabricated.
She still remembered that Isobel said that Albert's self-introduction after winning the award was particularly handsome, which directly shocked those wizards who questioned his winning the award because of his age.
"Should I give up the Christmas ball?" Katrina guessed that Albert was inviting her to this year's Christmas ball. She was actually very conflicted and even a little bit upset. However, Isobel had made it clear that she did not plan to attend the Christmas ball and was willing to lend her her dress.
Katrina actually really liked Isobel's dress, and it happened to match Albert's suit.
Maybe she should give the chance to Isobel.
Putting down the Daily Prophet, Katrina looked up towards the kitchen and saw a busy figure. Ever since Isobel invited her two girlfriends to her home, Katrina suddenly found that there was a house elf in her home without any warning. The elf was not only responsible for preparing meals but also helping with housework.
She once asked Isobel what was going on with the house-elf.
"I borrowed it from someone and will return it after a while."
This was the answer Isobel gave at the time.
Borrow a house-elf from someone else
Who would lend their house-elf to someone else for a few days? Who are they trying to fool
Do I really look like a fool
Of course, Katrina had her suspicions that the house-elf that appeared now was a servant brought by Isobel's two female friends. After all, they didn't seem to be able to take care of their daily lives.
But this possibility was later ruled out by Katrina, because when the beautiful girl named Valeria saw the house-elves, she seemed surprised that they had house-elves in their home.
Moreover, Katrina always felt that the house-elf looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before. However, the number of house-elves she had seen in person was very limited, and could be counted on one finger.
Isobel actually borrowed the house-elf from Uncle Mogg's manor to help, and Uncle Mogg actually agreed
"Miss Katrina, breakfast is ready." The house-elf Bit bowed slightly to Katrina, waking the girl from her thoughts.
"Wait a moment, I'll go call them."
Katrina stood up and walked to the second floor. She raised her hand and knocked on Isobel's door. When there was no response, she pushed the door open and went in.
There was no one in Isobel's room, but there was a wooden door on the ground in front of the bed. Katrina reached out and pushed open the wooden door in front of her, muttering, "Sister, how many things have you hidden from me?"
Behind the door was a staircase leading down to a corridor. Katrina walked to a door, raised her hand and knocked gently on it, and said to the person inside, "Isobel, get up and have breakfast."
The door didn't open, but the door next door opened first. Valeria, wearing a thin suspender nightgown, yawned and walked out of the room. She smiled and raised her hand to greet Katrina: "Good morning, Katrina."
"Good morning, Valeria, breakfast is ready." Katrina's eyes could not help but glance at Valeria's beautiful collarbone. She was a little envious of her plump curves. It was undeniable that Valeria was definitely the type that many boys liked. Katrina was under a lot of pressure to be with three beautiful women in the past few days, and she almost doubted her charm.
"Good morning."
The door next to her was also opened, and Isobel, still a little sleepy, walked out.
At this moment, she was wearing the beige dress she usually wore, looking pure and intellectual.
"Did you stay up late last night?" Katrina noticed that Isobel still looked a little sleepy, and couldn't help asking.
Lack of sleep is a woman's natural enemy, and Isobel has always paid attention to maintaining her beauty. How could she risk staying up late
"We did some research on roselle last night, trying to make it into a beauty potion." Isobel covered a yawn. In fact, she didn't want to stay up late yesterday, but Valeria and Catherine, who were too excited, dragged her to stay up late, resulting in her lack of sleep today.
"What's the result?" Katrina asked curiously. She has actually been following this matter for a long time, and she herself is also a beneficiary of those beauty potions.
"Not ideal," Isobel shook her head.
"Don't listen to your sister's nonsense. The effect of Beauty Potion No. 17 is actually quite good." Catherine walked out of the room. She was already wearing her usual cool summer clothes. "It just didn't achieve the effect that Isobel wanted."
"Adding lemon slices, rose petals and honey to roselle tea can also have a beauty effect." Valeria said with a smile, "and it tastes very good, giving you a taste of love."
"Stop it. You haven't even been in love yet, so how do you know what it feels like?" Catherine reached out and patted Valeria's shoulder, telling her to go back to her room to change her clothes.
"Secret love is also love." Valeria curled her lips and turned into the house.
"What kind of beauty effect do you want?" Katrina became even more curious. She actually knew that Isobel had been researching beauty potions and had collected a large number of beauty potion formulas for reference, improvement and research, and had achieved quite remarkable results.
It is said that Catherine and Valeria own a beauty salon, and their business is quite booming.
However, those results did not seem to satisfy the beauties in front of him.
"Delay aging." Catherine said without hesitation, "Make your face ageless and stay young forever."
"Is this really possible?" Katrina thought that they were all a little crazy in trying to make themselves beautiful.
"If the elixir of life exists, why can't there be an elixir of beauty?" Valeria's faint voice came from the room.
"Perhaps you should ask Albert for help. He should be an expert in this area. Moreover, I remember that his teacher is Mr. Nicolas Flamel. Maybe he can provide you with some useful help." Katrina suggested. Although she didn't know why, she always felt that if anyone could invent that magical potion, it could only be Albert.
"Nicol Flamel, is that Nicolas Flamel?" Valeria pushed the door open and stared at Isobel with sparkling eyes.
"Yes. However, the Flamels don't know much about beauty potions." Isobel glanced at her sister and changed the subject: "Okay, stop standing here and talk, let's go have breakfast!"
Isobel didn't dare let Valeria and Catherine know that Albert had already developed a prototype of a potion formula that could delay aging, especially when the output of the potion was still uncertain. Letting them know would undoubtedly be a disaster. In order to stay young, these two might even do anything.
At least, Isobel never overestimated Valeria's moral integrity.
"Could the witness you are talking about be Mr. Nicolas Flamel? However, I heard that the Philosopher's Stone seemed to have been destroyed." Catherine suddenly understood the other reasons Isobel mentioned.
After losing the Philosopher's Stone, Nicolas Flamel probably didn't have much time left. If they wanted the old man to be their witness, they naturally couldn't delay for too long.
"Well, the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed." Isobel did not deny it, but she did not want to talk about it, so she changed the subject and asked, "When do you plan to watch the World Cup?"
"The American team has been sluggish in recent years, but they finally made it to the round of 16 this time. I plan to go over and cheer for them. I happen to have a friend who is on that team." Catherine said, "We plan to book a campsite for tomorrow. By the way, when are you going to watch the game?"
"We'll probably go watch the last few games. Albert doesn't support any particular team." Isobel didn't really support any particular team.
"When the time comes, you can live in a tent with us, so we don't have to find another campsite. This will also make it easier for us to discuss the beauty potion together." Valeria said with a smile, "Don't you think so, Catherine? Then we will have house elves to help us prepare meals."
"We'll talk about it when the time comes. I don't know what Albert's plans are, but he seems to be planning to take his sister to watch a football game." Isobel didn't plan to live with them. By then, there would be four of them, and there would definitely be no room.
Katrina, who had been eating in silence, suddenly felt as if she had heard something incredible.
The so-called house-elf that was borrowed from someone, judging from Valeria's tone, the house-elf would obviously go with them to the Quidditch World Cup. Why did it sound like it belonged to Albert
But isn’t Albert a Muggle wizard
Sure enough, there was some secret that I didn't know about.
Katrina's woman's intuition told her that Valeria and Catherine seemed to have other ideas about Albert.
Is this considered inviting a wolf into the house, or do they have an unclear relationship between them
She secretly looked at the three people who were talking, wondering whether she should find an opportunity to talk to Isobel. She felt that her sister was so smart that she couldn't have failed to notice this.