On the second day of Christmas, Albert got up very late. His original intention of getting up early to do something was extinguished by the sequelae of excessive exercise. He now only felt sore all over, just like the symptoms after a severe fever.
"Are you still not getting up?"
Isobel lifted her long hair and leaned over to kiss Albert on the forehead.
"My whole body aches and I don't want to get up. I plan to lie down all day." Albert said lazily, "How about you lie down with me? I don't think there's anything to do today, right?"
"Aren't you planning to go back today?" Isobel seemed to be in a good mood.
"You can go back tomorrow." Albert said without hesitation.
Isobel looked at Albert who was lying in bed like a child and felt a little funny. She said in a coaxing tone: "Well, if you want to lie down, you have to get up and eat something first, and then we can lie down together."
"Well, it turns out that being cool always comes at a price." Albert muttered, "Also, I shouldn't have gone to the hot spring yesterday. I should have applied a cold compress first."
"Is there no potion that can cure this condition?" Isobel asked. "Should we try a spell to see if it can heal it?"
She fetched the Manual of Healing from the fireplace in the hall and quickly flipped through the book looking for a cure, but... there was no way.
"Forget it. At least none of the healing spells I know of are effective for this symptom." Albert signaled Isobel not to bother. If there was a way, he would have used it on himself long ago.
"Maybe, just like myopia, there is no magic to cure it yet." Isobel said disappointedly as she put down the Manual of Healing. "But you are right. Maybe we should ask mom to rewrite a medical book. This book is a bit outdated."
Finally, with the help of Isobel, Albert was able to put his clothes back on.
Although the temperature in the UK is below minus degrees Celsius in winter, it is actually not as cold as you might imagine. This is due to the temperate maritime climate.
After eating the nutritious breakfast specially prepared by the house-elves in the hall and relieving his body aches with the house-elves' massage, Albert decisively lay back in bed and asked Isobel to keep him company. Anyway, there was nothing important to do right now, so it was actually nice to curl up in the warm bed and read a book.
It would actually be more suitable to watch movies or TV now, but there is no such thing in the wizarding world, so they can only listen to the radio.
However, the Wizard Broadcast did not have much nutritious content and was eventually stopped by Albert.
The two of them chatted about all sorts of things.
For example, some common sense about the wizarding world. Albert had not been in contact with the wizarding world for long enough, so he was not very clear about many things in the wizarding world.
He liked to be held by Isobel, listen to her talk about the wizarding world, and use the quill to write down what they talked about.
"Are you planning to write this into a book?" Isobel guessed Albert's intention.
"Yes, I think Muggle wizards always need a book like this to help them integrate into the wizarding world. Maybe this will be the first book that Muggle wizards read before entering the wizarding world.
In fact, someone should have written it a long time ago, but wizards' contempt for Muggles made them deliberately ignore this point, just like books introducing the Muggle world are never popular in the wizarding world, unless they are books that deliberately vilify Muggles.
"You see it very clearly." Isobel did not deny that as a natural telepath, she could see through others better than Albert.
There are many people in this world who want to see what they want to see.
Whether it's the Muggle world, the Ministry of Magic, or even everyone in this world, it's actually like this.
"Your clever little brain is always different from ours." Isobel touched Albert's head and said, "But you are right, those Muggle wizards may need a book introducing the magical world."
Isobel and Albert lay in bed for a day and chatted for a day. Most of the content of the book entitled "Common Sense of the Magical World" was almost completed. The remaining part was to ask more pure-blood wizards to supplement it.
I don’t know why, but Albert suddenly had the idea that writing a book about the magical world would be an easy thing.
The next day, Albert, feeling sore all over, returned to his grandfather's house accompanied by Isobel, ready to spend the rest of the Christmas holidays with them.
"So, you got yourself into this state from dancing with too many girls?"
In Nia's opinion, Albert deserved to be sore from dancing with the girls. So, she liked to pat Albert's shoulders hard in the name of massage recently, making him feel that inexplicable sour feeling.
This incident obviously made Nia unhappy.
However, this did not pose a problem for Albert. He quickly found a solution and promised to dance with Nia until she was satisfied after the pain in her body subsided.
Nia finally returned to being a sensible and lovely sister. She always helped Albert massage his muscles to relieve his soreness, and listened to him talk about the Hogwarts Christmas ball.
"It's so beautiful, it feels like the ice castle in a fairy tale." Nia flipped through the photos of the Hogwarts Great Hall in the album and couldn't help asking, "When can I go to Hogwarts?"
"It will be around June 24th. The relatives of the champions will be invited to watch the finals. I will then take you on a tour of the entire Hogwarts Castle."
"Will mom and dad come back?" Nia asked suddenly.
"They told me through the two-way mirror some time ago that they have helped me find a school there, and you can move there during the summer vacation." Albert asked, "How is your foreign language learning going?"
"It's manageable. Communication should be no problem." Nia said this in a foreign language. Although it seems a bit forced, as long as you communicate with people more and master it, there should be no problem.
"Not bad. It seems that everyone in my family has a talent for languages. It is said that this is the most difficult language to learn." Albert said with a smile.
"When will you dance with me?" Nia asked suddenly, "and, in the ballroom, or in the box?"
"At home," Albert said gently, "you can go and pick out the music you like, and stretch your body in the next few days to avoid over-exercising like me."
"Well, can you help me make a package that can hold a lot of things?" Nia said after a moment of hesitation, "I originally wanted to ask you for a birthday gift like that."
"Of course no problem, just consider it as next year's Christmas present." Albert did not refuse. He originally planned to help Nia make some self-defense items. After all, they were going to a place where they were unfamiliar with the place.
Although Australia may be a better choice, but... she needs to grow up independently after all... I can't take care of her forever...
Albert was casually flipping through the latest edition of the Daily Prophet when he came across an interesting article:
Flying Youth - The Spring of the Director of the Department of Sports and Games of the Ministry of Magic
"It seems that the conspiracy of those three bastards succeeded." Albert continued to read the content of the article.
According to reports, the Director of the Department of Sports and Physical Education of the Ministry of Magic ate a piece of chocolate sent by a fan in his office, which was discovered by his assistant. For a time, the Ministry of Magic, which was full of elites, was helpless. Finally, someone suggested sending him to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, which finally ended the turmoil.