"So, we're heading to the Far East next summer?" Luke held the steering wheel, staring at the road ahead, and chatted with Albert in the back seat.
"Yes, next summer, the UK won't be safe anymore. It's a good idea to leave as soon as possible to avoid getting into trouble." Albert held his chin with one hand, looked sideways at the pouring rain outside the car window, and said to Nia who was petting the fat cat next to him, "You have to study foreign languages seriously. You have to go there to study too. Herb will buy a house there, and we will all live together then."
"I thought we would immigrate as a family after you married Isobel." Sansa couldn't help asking from the passenger seat, "What about your wedding then?"
"I'll come back when the time comes. Magic is very convenient anyway." Nia scratched Tom's ear and asked casually, "How many years will we be abroad?"
"About four years, just like studying abroad." Albert estimated the time and felt that as long as there were no accidents, Harry Potter should be able to eliminate Voldemort step by step. Moreover, with him pushing behind the scenes, the task of destroying Voldemort's Horcruxes would definitely be easier.
As long as the Horcruxes are gone, Voldemort, who can be killed, will be much less of a threat than before.
"Can I really go to Hogwarts next year?" Nia asked again. This was the issue that concerned her most now.
"Yes, I've divined." Albert reached out and touched Nia's head to comfort her, "If Herb and Daisy don't come back, Isobel will pick you up."
"How do I get to Hogwarts School, by train?" Nia asked.
"I don't know. I'll ask for you when the time comes."
"I've always thought it was a wonderful thing for wizards to go to school on steam trains." Sansa found it incredible. Steam trains are basically no longer seen in the UK now.
"It's really amazing." Albert continued the topic: "In fact, there are several other trains to various European countries at King's Cross Station."
"To various European countries, by train?" Luke was a little surprised. "I thought you would go into the fireplace."
"How did they cross the sea?"
"The wizard made a train pass through the sea. I took it once. It was okay, but the speed was very slow. It would take a long time to travel around Europe by train." Albert added, "It's expensive and boring."
It was raining heavily outside, and people in the car were chatting about the magical world, and occasionally laughter could be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, the car finally arrived outside King's Cross Station. The rain outside was even heavier than before, and Nia held up an umbrella high, trying to shield Albert from the rain while he was carrying his luggage, but the effect was not very good, and the rain soaked most of their clothes.
"Remember to write to us." Luke gave Albert a hug, and Sansa kissed him on the forehead.
"Be careful on your way back. If you catch a cold, remember to drink the cold medicine I left for you. It has a label and instructions on it. Don't make a mistake." Albert took the cat cage from Nia and put it on the cart. After giving her a hug, he held an umbrella and pushed the cart towards the station.
The pedestrians at King's Cross Station were in a hurry, but Albert walked leisurely towards the partition wall and immediately passed through it when no one was paying attention.
The Hogwarts Express had already stopped at the platform, with thick smoke billowing out of the locomotive. There were many Hogwarts students and parents talking on the platform, mixed with the sounds of various pets, it was really noisy, and his ears were filled with all kinds of buzzing sounds, as if someone had cast an ear-blocking spell on him.
When Albert pushed his luggage and joined the crowd, a hand rested on his shoulder from behind, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.
Albert turned his head and saw that Lee Jordan and his father had come to him at some point.
"Ludo Bagman gave us a bunch of replica Galleons." Mr. Jordan led Albert to the train entrance. "I took them to the goblins at Gringotts to identify them. I found that only a dozen Galleons were real. The rest were all replicas."
"I've been in touch with Fred and George and they're in a similar situation," Lee Jordan added.
"Have you looked for Ludo Bagman?" Albert lowered his voice. He noticed that many people were staring at him. Being too famous is sometimes not a good thing.
"We looked for him," Lee Jordan's father said through gritted teeth, "but it was no use. He denied it and his attitude was perfunctory."
"He probably has no money left," Albert guessed.
"You mean to just let it go?" Mr. Jordan was a little incredulous.
"You can write to Bagman or send a Howler to urge him to pay back the money, but it will be difficult to get the Galleons back from Ludo Bagman. It is said that he borrowed a lot of Galleons from the goblins and is being chased for debt." Albert stopped and suggested to Mr. Jordan, "Of course, you can unite other wizards who have been cheated by Bagman and form a debt collection group to negotiate with Bagman and allow him to pay back some Galleons every year. It is better to get the money than to be directly denied by Bagman."
“What if he can’t pay
"If Bagman can't pay it back, the debt will haunt him until he dies."
"You're worthy of me." Lee Jordan smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"That's all we can do." Mr. Jordan had no better solution. Before leaving, he took out a letter from his robe pocket and handed it to Albert. He winked and said, "I have deposited your portion in your vault at Gringotts. This is a letter from the goblins. You can also look up relevant information at Gringotts."
"It's a pleasure working with you." Albert smiled and held out his hand.
Mr. Jordan shook hands and said sincerely, "I hope there will be a next time."
"I think so."
Albert put his luggage on the train and went to the carriage with Lee Jordan. Along the way, he received countless curious looks. People stared at him openly, and some people even put their faces against the glass windows of the carriage. Albert felt like a rare animal in a zoo.
After entering the box, Albert immediately closed the door and pulled down the curtain to block people's view outside the box, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"You are so welcome."
Lee Jordan didn't envy Albert the attention he was getting, but rather gloated over his misfortune. The looks from the girls made him a little scared, as if they wanted to eat Albert alive!
"Not everyone is like Lockhart, who likes to be the center of attention." Albert raised his wand and lightly touched his clothes. A large amount of water vapor quickly rose from his body and was blown out of the window by the wind. The uncomfortable feeling of dampness disappeared completely.
"Fred and George must be pissed. They lost a lot of Galleons." Lee Jordan sat down opposite Albert and helped him open the cat cage and let the fat cat out.
"It's just bad luck." Albert shook his head. "If they come to me before placing a bet, I'll tell them not to bet with Bagman."
"Why didn't you warn us then?"
"You can't get back the money you bet on." Albert touched Tom's head and looked at the platform through the window of the carriage: "So, it doesn't matter whether you bet or not."
"You are quite generous. You just give up such a large sum of Galleons."
"Don't be too greedy."
Albert saw Lee Jordan pick up the Daily Prophet and seemed to remember something. "By the way, Sirius's Defense Guide magazine has started selling. The sales should be pretty good."
"The Dark Mark of the World Cup has caused quite a bit of panic." Lee Jordan waved at Fred and George on the platform. "Many people think this is a bad omen. I think this may be related to what you said about the turmoil in the British wizarding world."
"It is indeed related, and you will find out why next summer."
"Can't you tell me now?"
"You certainly don't want to know now."
"Who said that?"
"Are you sure?" Albert said softly, "Many people are unwilling to believe it."
"The mysterious man is back?" Lee Jordan couldn't help swallowing and felt that he had asked a really bad question.
"Do you regret it?" Albert opened the door of the carriage.
"What do you regret?" Fred and George walked in, both wet.
"About You-Know-Who's back," Lee Jordan said.
"That's not funny." Fred and George shuddered.
The carriage suddenly fell into silence.
"Albert, do you know what will happen at Hogwarts this year?" George asked, changing the subject.
"I heard they are preparing for a competition, it seems to be called the Triwizard Tournament." Lee Jordan answered them, but he didn't seem to know much.
"The Triwizard Tournament, jointly organized by three schools, is recorded in "Hogwarts: A History". Each school would select a warrior to compete in three magical events. Later, people died frequently, so the competition was discontinued." Albert raised his wand and pointed it at the two people. A lot of water vapor began to come out of Fred and George's bodies. Lee Jordan quickly opened the window to get the water vapor out.
"Dead person?" The three looked at each other.
"Literally."
"It seems very dangerous. Do you plan to participate?"
The three of them felt that Albert was the only one who could be the champion of Hogwarts, and unless he voluntarily gave up participating in the competition, there was basically no need to consider other students.
"I will probably sign up. I think the Triwizard Tournament is very interesting." Albert said with a smile.
The panel missions for the Triwizard Tournament would definitely be great, so he naturally had no intention of missing it.
Moreover, if Nia wanted to fulfill her wish, she also needed to participate in the competition. As for Barty Crouch Jr.'s threat, Albert didn't take it seriously at all.
Because the enemies hiding in the dark are the most terrifying.
For someone like Barty Crouch Jr. who has been seen through, Albert can deal with him in minutes.
"I just don't understand why Bill and the others don't want to tell us." Fred was a little depressed. "Do they really think there will be unexpected surprises after we know it?"
"I think this is pure bad taste. If they really want to give us a surprise, they shouldn't reveal the news in advance. Knowing it without knowing anything about it is a surprise." George curled his lips and took out a box of cookies from the bag and put it on the table.
"Just like your personalities." After Lee Jordan ate a small piece, he suddenly turned into a big canary.
Fred and George couldn't help laughing.
"Damn canary biscuits." Lee Jordan muttered and ate the whole biscuit. As if to discourage the Weasley twins' arrogance, he brought up the previous topic again, "Albert thinks that You-Know-Who is back, and the Dark Mark is a sign."
The Weasley twins' laughter suddenly stopped and they looked at Albert with stiff expressions.
"I didn't say that." Albert shrugged.
"Of course you didn't say that, but that's what you meant." Lee Jordan continued to use this incident to curb the twins' arrogance.
"In fact, we guessed it a long time ago. Albert once said that the British wizarding world would be in turmoil." Fred and George looked at each other, as if they were going to die together.
The atmosphere in the carriage became increasingly strange.
"Don't worry, even if the mysterious man really comes back, we still have the savior Potter." Albert comforted.
"Are you serious?" Lee Jordan suddenly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.
"Of course I'm serious." Albert nodded, "There's a reason why Harry Potter is called the savior."
"Well, we have Potter." The three looked at each other and agreed with Albert. To be honest, everyone was more willing to believe Dumbledore than Harry Potter.
Moreover, if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.
You don't need to worry at all.
Anyway, it all depends on what Albert does at that time, and they just follow along. Since Albert had predicted this matter a long time ago, he will definitely be prepared, so they don't have to worry about it at all.
"Why didn't the You-Know-Who die?" Fred seemed to be worried about being heard by others, so he lowered his voice. "Why did he come to Hogwarts to steal the Philosopher's Stone?"
"Actually, I'm more curious about why he is so ugly and has no nose." Albert couldn't help but teased. They had all seen Voldemort's appearance through Boggart.
There were gasps in the carriage. None of the three people expected that Albert would dare to tease the mysterious man, even though he was indeed ugly.
At this time, someone knocked on the carriage door.
It was Harry, holding a copy of the Defense Guide magazine.
"Sirius asked me to give it to you." After Harry Potter handed the magazine to Albert, he seemed to have something to say to him.
"Something?" Albert glanced at the magazine cover and felt that Black and Lupin had similar aesthetic tastes.
"Do you know what's going to happen at Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked in a low voice.
"You mean the Triwizard Tournament?" Albert asked in surprise, "Sirius didn't tell you."
"He's been busy with the magazine lately," said Harry helplessly.
"It seems that he likes this job very much." Albert told Harry about the Triwizard Tournament and asked with a smile, "Why, do you want to participate too?"
"No, it sounds very dangerous." Harry shook his head quickly. Although he did have similar thoughts in his mind, he also knew that with Albert's ability, he would most likely win the championship easily.
"Don't be so quick to deny it." Albert said suddenly, "I have a feeling that you might be involved."
"Get involved?" Harry was a little confused and didn't understand what Albert said.
"Since you came to Hogwarts, I have concluded two things." Albert raised his index finger and said, "First, something happens at Hogwarts every year, and it's all related to you, or at least you're a participant."
"Don't rush to deny it. Listen to me and think about it carefully." He raised his hand to interrupt, "Secondly, all the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts have problems."
Harry was speechless, because it seemed that it was exactly as Albert said.
"It was just a coincidence," he said dryly.
"Is it really just a coincidence?" Albert narrowed his eyes and said, "Coincidence can happen once or twice, but if it happens too many times, it can no longer be a coincidence."