The early morning sunlight, along with a breeze, sneaked through the gaps in the lifted curtains and sprinkled onto the big bed in the master bedroom.
Albert, who had been busy all night last night, was still sleeping soundly, but Isobel beside him had woken up and was staring at Albert's peaceful sleeping face, as if admiring the way he slept.
“It’s time to get up.”
Isobel gently pushed Albert's shoulder, but the latter did not respond.
She stretched out her slender white fingers and poked Albert's cheek. Albert, who was still sleeping, opened his eyes drowsily.
"Good morning!"
Albert put his hand up to stifle his yawn and closed his eyes again.
Isobel leaned out of bed, letting the sheets slide off her snow-white skin. She stretched and leaned over to Albert, who still wanted to take a nap, and said, "You promised to get up and do morning exercises with me."
"You can ask Katrina."
Albert held up his hand to hold back his yawn again, and turned over to go back to sleep for a nap.
"I think you need to exercise, too. It's good for maintaining your figure and physical fitness." Isobel looked at Albert who was about to slack off, kissed his forehead and said, "Besides, didn't you say you had to get up early today?"
Albert finally failed to be lazy. Under Isobel's supervision, he got up, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, and went to the yard to exercise.
A breeze blew by, and the courtyard was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. It was quiet, warm and comfortable. Compared with the noisy wizarding world outside, this place was like a paradise.
The house-elf Kara had prepared black tea in advance. After the two drank some black tea to replenish their water, they began to stretch each other's bodies and then jogged along the yard.
Albert was not lazy either, and he ran around the yard with Isobel, and Katrina also joined the jogging team.
Ever since Katrina was convinced by Isobel's theory that exercising more is good for staying young, Katrina, who also doesn't want to age quickly after adulthood, has also become a sports enthusiast.
Mainly because of the precedent of Isobel.
In Katrina's eyes, Isobel now has rosy cheeks, a slender and perfect figure, and exudes youth and vitality all over her body. Coupled with the unique temperament of a girl, she looks beautiful and charming.
After running, Albert took the towels from the house elf and handed them to the McDougal sisters who were slightly out of breath.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat in the sunroom to rest, listened to the music on the radio on the table, and flipped through the Daily Prophet on the table.
Isobel pulled Katrina to the mat nearby to do yoga.
Honestly, it looks pretty pleasing to the eye.
Albert looked away and continued reading the headlines in the Prophet.
All the articles about Harry Potter being attacked by Dementors have disappeared, as if someone had erased the incident from the source.
The Ministry of Magic, no, it should be Fudge who doesn't want others to know about this.
However, the situation is not optimistic.
Sirius's broadcasts and magazines have quietly spread in the British wizarding world. Compared to the Daily Prophet, which is unwilling to provide useful information, the "truth" announced by Sirius's magazines and radio stations is sought after by some wizards.
In such a big magical world, it is impossible that everyone is a fool.
Anyone with a bit of common sense can see that there is something wrong with the content of the Daily Prophet.
Someone is deliberately targeting Dumbledore.
In fact, no one minds having a good laugh, but when the daily reports are all about smearing Dumbledore and Harry Potter without any useful reports, people start to get disgusted.
Although some people are confused by the news in the Daily Prophet, there are definitely people who are annoyed by it. They are the most loyal supporters of the Defense Guide magazine and the Wizard Lookout Radio Station.
In order to save the declining sales of The Daily Prophet, more advertising space was added to the newspaper.
Albert saw Fred and George's advertisement on it, and even Lee Jordan put the wizard card on the advertisement column of the Daily Prophet, but Albert was very skeptical about the conversion rate of the advertisement because he himself hardly ever watched advertisements.
"Well, it's time to name the store." Albert put down the newspaper and picked up the Defense Express next to it.
Most of the content in this issue of "Defense Guide" is information obtained from Spain.
Sirius even reported all of Fudge's recent crimes in a magazine, apparently disgusted by the Minister of Magic's actions.
Unlike Sirius in the novel, after getting Albert's advice, Sirius was happy to entertain Fudge.
According to the intelligence received by the house-elf Dobby, the Ministry of Magic has been discrediting the "Defence Guide" and has had people secretly collect and destroy those magazines. They even tried to capture Sirius and Lupin, but unfortunately they never succeeded.
"How about the wizard lookout?"
Albert then asked the house-elf Dobby. Unlike Kara, Dobby was better at running around and could help Albert collect information from the outside world.
"Not many wizards know about this radio station," said Dobby the house-elf sharply. "However, the Ministry of Magic is aware of the radio station. They have tried to shut it down, but they have never found the source of the radio broadcast."
"It would be a miracle if we could find him if he was protected by the Fidelius Curse." Albert was not surprised at all.
"Mr. Aberforth of the Hog's Head Inn really likes this radio channel," Dobby continued. "He often plays it in the bar."
"However, people outside are more interested in the master becoming the youngest duel champion. Rumor has it that the master defeated a very powerful and cruel dark wizard and destroyed the duel stage as a result." Speaking of this, the house-elf's eyes lit up, because those contents were basically true.
"Master, here is an urgent letter for you."
Kara hurried over and handed Albert a letter with the Ministry of Magic's "w" seal printed on it.
This was a letter from the Ministry of Magic, and he knew exactly what it meant.
Albert put down the Defense Express, opened the letter, quickly glanced at the contents, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This letter undoubtedly came from the Wizengamot. The content of the letter was to ask Albert to go to the Ministry of Magic to attend a trial. As for who was being tried, it was naturally the famous Harry Potter.
This is the benefit that becoming a duel champion brings to Albert, otherwise the Wizengamot would probably not send him an invitation.
According to Bud, Albert's position as a substitute for the Wizengamot was already secured, and no one openly opposed it anymore. Especially after learning that Albert had defeated an extremely threatening dark wizard in the dueling tournament, even a fool would know to shut up.
It's nothing more than being strong, having many titles, and not caring about the Wizengamot title.
Politicians can of course shamelessly ignore these halos and titles, but Abbott has someone to support him.
Albert took out his pocket watch and checked the time, then said hello to the girls: "I have to go out for a while."
"Where are you going?" Isobel asked with a frown. She didn't like Albert running around and was afraid that he would do something dangerous again.
"The Ministry of Magic, the Wizengamot sent me a letter inviting me to attend a trial." Albert said cheerfully, "I have no reason to miss Harry Potter's trial."
"Be careful on the road." Isobel kissed Albert's forehead and asked, "Will you come back for breakfast later?"
"If you're not back by nine, you don't have to wait for me for breakfast."
Albert stood up and took a piece of bread with blueberry jam from the house-elf Kara, and prepared to take a shower in the bathroom before going to the Ministry of Magic.
"But I don't think it will take too long. Maybe I'll be back by the time you guys have breakfast."
It didn't take too much time to take a cold shower. Albert picked up the magic wand and waved it over his body. All the water on his body evaporated, and his clothes automatically flew over and were put on his body.
Before he left, Dobby the house-elf was waiting outside.
After moving to a new location, Albert Apparated directly to the vicinity of the Ministry of Magic's guest telephone booth. He had been here once before and was familiar with all the procedures.
Albert did not wear the badge provided by the telephone booth, but instead pinned an exquisite silver "W" badge on his left chest. He tapped his clothes with his wand and changed into the Wizengamot's purple-red standard robes in the blink of an eye.
With a ding, Albert just walked out of the elevator and saw two acquaintances.
"Long time no see, Mr. Bud and Mr. Sera." Albert greeted the two old acquaintances in front of him skillfully.
"We were just betting on whether you would be late." Bud put the pocket watch back into his pocket and said to the old man beside him with a smile, "Old man, don't forget your wine."
"Okay, remember to come to my place in a few days." Sera didn't care, because the bottle of wine was the one he won from Bud last time.
The two old guys were just bored and were just trying to have fun with each other.
"I didn't really want to come today." Bud winked at Albert and said, "But I heard that today's trial will be very interesting."
"Then don't come. I originally wanted to be Albert's guide to the Wizengamot." Sera muttered dissatisfiedly.
"I don't think he needs that."
"I've heard a lot about your deeds recently." Sera smiled and took off the communication bracelet on her hand and said, "Well, by the way, this thing works quite well. If it can be linked to more communication bracelets in the future, I think it will definitely be a great invention."
"This is not my invention. Muggles have something similar." Albert was not in the habit of taking all the credit for himself. "Besides, if we want to improve it, it will definitely not be enough for me alone. We need more people to work hard for it."
"I like your modesty, but excessive modesty is not good." Sera was very satisfied that Albert did not become proud and complacent because of this: "However, you are right, this thing is already very perfect. If you want to further improve it, more wizards need to invest more energy in it."
"Come on, stop flattering each other and make a fool of yourself. Let's go and see why Fudge called us here." Bud looked at the two speechlessly. However, he did not deny that the communication bracelet invented by Albert was indeed very practical, at least it was very good for transmitting short messages.
The three Wizengamot members wearing purple robes gathered together and were very conspicuous in the hall of the Ministry of Magic. Another reason was that Albert was too young and actually wore the robes that symbolized the Wizengamot members. The wizards were stunned by this scene.
While they were riding in the elevator, Albert met another old friend: Hertog Dagworth.
After looking him up and down, Hetok smiled and said to Albert, "I dare say you can definitely break Dumbledore's record and become the youngest member of the Wizengamot."
"I just hope the trial goes quickly. I'm just about to have breakfast." Albert greeted the old friend in front of him.
"By the way, thank you for your notes. I think I should be able to make it successfully in one go."
"When you're done, you'd better show it to me." Hetok teased, "But I thought you would be very excited."
"If you pay special attention, you will find that there are countless halos on my head, which are so dazzling that everyone can hardly open their eyes." Albert raised his hand and pointed at the top of his head, saying in a joking tone, "By the way, this thing is for you."
"What is this?" Hetok took the silver card in confusion.
"If I hold my wedding next year, I will use this to inform you of the exact time and place," Albert said in French. "You must have heard some rumors. It won't be safe next year."
"Really?" Hertok was a little surprised.
"Anyway, I'm already hiding, so please be careful." Albert said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I've already reminded you."
"No, I mean about you getting married?" Hertok is still single.
"Maybe. Anyway, I've informed you in advance. It will probably be next summer."
The elevator had reached the bottom underground floor. They were the last group of passengers. After getting off the elevator, they walked along the corridor for a distance and came to a gloomy black door.
"It seems we are lucky. The trial has not started yet."
The four of them rushed in and found a seat in a corner.
Albert met many old friends here. Some of them waved to him to welcome him, and Albert also waved back with a smile.
Of course, he was not Garlon and could not be liked by everyone. After he came to the courtroom, some people looked at him with unfriendly eyes.
Albert didn't care, but looked up in Fudge's direction with a faint smile on his face.
In fact, Albert was looking forward to the day when Fudge would sit here and be judged, and there were people who were more diligent than him in this matter.
The few of them quickly figured out why the courtroom was being used today.
"What a hell, they actually used the courtroom for something like this." Hetok muttered, obviously he was also the unlucky guy who was called here early in the morning to attend the trial.
"Actually, I think that person would rather Dumbledore sit there and be tried!" Albert said softly.
"I heard that you destroyed the dueling venue in Spain." Mog came over and greeted Albert.
"That's pure slander."
"However, the title of the youngest duel champion is very cool. When it was passed back, it almost shocked a lot of people." Mog said with a smile.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside and the door of the courtroom was pushed open again.