"Busy working?"

Isobel, who was wearing a loose nightdress, walked into the study with two cups of steaming milk, put one of the cups on the desk in front of Albert, lifted up Kesi, leaned over and kissed his cheek, and sat down. On the chair by the window, she reached out and lifted the light beige curtains and looked at Katrina who was running in the morning in the courtyard.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Albert sorted out the notes on the table, put them in the drawer, and turned to look at Isobel who was sitting there drinking milk.

"I don't sleep anymore, I used to get up at this time to exercise in the morning." Isobel was quite helpless, since she became pregnant, many things have been inconvenient.

"Or, go back to sleep?" Albert took a sip of milk and reminded with a smile: "Lack of sleep is not good for the skin, but it is the natural enemy of women."

"It's not all your fault."

Isobel looked away from the courtyard and asked his doubts, "Do you care about those Muggle money?"

"Yeah! After all, I'm a greedy capitalist. Well, I'm very greedy for everything and want to take everything for myself." Albert put down the glass, walked to Isobel's side, and leaned over the white He pecked lightly on his cheek, leaving a white mark.

"Really, he is about to become the father of the child, how come he still looks like a child." Isobel also kissed Albert's face.

"I was originally a child." Albert sat down beside Isobel and said without blushing: "In the eyes of most people, we are still just children."

"No, you are the child, a nineteen-year-old."

Isobel put down the cup, reached out to help Albert wipe the marks left on his cheek, and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Actually, I kind of regret that I didn't go out to work for a while, sometimes I still feel like A child, it feels childish."

"It's not very good, I prefer you like this." Albert gently stroked Isobel's head like a child, "I like the feeling of being in love."

"That feeling of love won't last long, and life will always return to normal." Isobel held Albert's hand, just like Nico and Perenal.

"A normal life is good." Albert changed the subject. "In two years, after we don't have to worry about money, we will go to the Far East to visit them, and we will travel and taste the food there."

"You big liar."

Isobel pouted slightly, looked into Albert's eyes and said, "I've never seen you worry about money."

Even though Albert is highly accomplished in Occlumency, it's hard to hide from her about certain things.

Albert doesn't actually care about money issues. He helps his family earn a lot of wealth, just to leave room for himself, so he won't panic when something happens.

"Well, that's actually my biggest wish when I was a kid."

Albert didn't care that he was named a big liar at all. He gently stroked Isobel's little hand and said, "I remember telling you about this before."

"Make a lot of money." Isobel raised his eyebrows slightly, "To be honest, it's strange to think about how to make money in the future since I was a child."

"In the Muggle world, money is very important, because many things have to be equal to money, so I only thought about how to make money when I grew up when I was young." Albert nodded, reaffirming his words.

"If I want to marry a beauty like you in the Muggle world, I need to have money."

Isobel couldn't help rolling his eyes. He didn't want to continue talking about these things with Albert, so he changed the subject and asked, "When are you going to start writing the memoirs of the LeMay couple?"

"Just in the near future." Albert thought for a while and said: "By the way, I have to help Dumbledore write a memoir."

"You are quite busy."

"Isn't it still your help?"

"I knew it would be like this." Isobel had such an expression as expected: "You seem to like throwing things over to others."

"No way, who made me busy with a lot of things, and now I can't do it anymore." Albert said of course: "Also, teamwork is more efficient."

"That's because you want to be lazy." Isobel saw Albert's intentions at a glance.

"After drinking, let's go outside." Albert handed Isobel the remaining half glass of milk next to him.

"I can't drink that much."

After taking a few more sips, Isobel handed the cup to Albert.

After Albert finished drinking the rest of the milk, he walked over to the desk and waved his wand, sending the two empty glasses back to the kitchen.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk in the yard and bring Tom along, that guy should lose weight too." Albert looked at Isobel and seemed to think of something, "You go back and change your clothes first, now the weather is starting to get colder. already."

"understood."

After Isobel returned to the room to change clothes, Albert also followed out of the study. Before leaving, he glanced at the double-sided mirror on the bookshelf and gently closed the door.

Going to the room for Tom, there are all kinds of cat climbing frames in the room, but it is a pity that lazy Tom has never used them since he moved here.

At this moment, the fat cat Tom is resting on the soft mat.

Albert picked up the guy who was still sleeping in from the mat and found that the guy was heavier. He carried Tom to the lawn in the yard. After reaching out and rubbing the cat's head, he picked up the cat's ears and taught him, "If you don't exercise again, the ration will be halved in the future, and there will be no dried fish to eat."

I don't know if Tom understood, he kept rubbing his head against the back of Albert's hand, and then yawned again.

"Mrs. Norris is very smart, why are you so stupid?"

"I think it's all because of you that Tom became like this." Isobel smiled and patted Tom's head.

"I suspect that Mrs. Norris of Filch has a cat raccoon bloodline, otherwise how could she be so smart." Albert suddenly said: "I remember that there seems to be someone next to Potter who specializes in keeping such smart cats. Maybe I should find Tom a company."

Looking at the shoveling officer who was walking away, Tom lazily got up from the ground, trotted in the direction of the two of them, and then fell down in front of Albert and acted coquettishly.

"I think Tom is actually quite smart. He can only say what kind of owner and what kind of cat he keeps." Isobel touched Tom's head with a smile.

"I'm not fat at all."

Albert took Isobel's hand and stepped over Tom to continue his walk in the garden.

This kind of life is actually pretty good. It would have been better without the threat of Voldemort.

Sometimes, Albert even thought about leaving everything behind, taking Isobel away from it all, and living the life he wanted.

Anyway, with his ability, there is no need to worry about other issues at all.

However, Albert finally gave up because many things changed because of his appearance.

To be honest, Albert was a little concerned that the situation was going to get out of hand. Perhaps, the future will not change easily, but sometimes it is easy to change.

If Voldemort is not defeated by Harry, maybe the near future will be a mess, which is not the future he wants.

Only a dead Voldemort is a good Voldemort.

That is the matter of the past two years, Albert will not take the risk to gamble.

Of course, that's not the whole reason.

More is actually to trigger panel tasks and gain more panel experience and skill points.

As he once said to Isobel, he is a greedy man.

Albert never denied this.

He is very clear that most of his achievements come from panel skills. Even if he is now in a high position and has stored a large amount of experience and skill points, he still cannot satisfy Albert's greedy appetite.

Although it is true that he can't use these now, what about the near future?

Perhaps, in the future, he will try to make magic stones, brew the elixir of immortality, and even refine the potion of eternal youth.

Store a lot of experience in advance that will definitely come in handy in the future.

Active participation will allow Albert to gain more benefits.

Intuition tells him that if he misses this opportunity, he may not have the opportunity to gain a lot of experience in the future.

Also, Albert prefers to keep the situation under control rather than panic and face the future.

"What are you thinking about?"

Isobel bent down and placed the chrysanthemums he picked from the flowerbed on Tom's back, and actually pressed the lazy Tom to the ground.

"I'm thinking what else is missing."

Albert looked at Tom, who was eating chrysanthemums, "Should we go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, or should we quietly tie a few healers back to help."

"I asked my mother and she said no problem." Isobel comforted. "Also, it's still early."

"Although she's a professional, I'm still worried. I'll ask someone another day to inquire and prepare in advance."

With that said, Albert and Isobel walked towards the sunroom, where Katrina was already doing yoga.

When Isobel was moving with Katrina, Albert was sitting on the sofa next to him watching quietly, reaching out and rubbing the head of Tom, who was yawning beside him.

At this moment, the house elf trotted over, handed Albert a newspaper and a note, and asked what he wanted for breakfast.

"Just as usual."

Albert looked at the enchanted note and opened it after confirming that it was sent by Dumbledore. There was only a short sentence in it: "Found it."

found it?

This should be referring to Slytherin's pendant box.

"Well, it seems that I'm a step closer to the target, and I don't know if I'm doing it right!" Albert let go of the note in his hand and let it burn into ashes, and some red-gold light spots floated out from the ashes. Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded in Bert's ear.

"I have completely destroyed the pendant box. The last item is likely to be a gold cup. I hope to talk to you another day. I may need to ask you for something."

Dumbledore's voice was blown away by a gust of wind along with the burning ashes.

Voldemort is finished!

This is really good news.

But will things really go as smoothly as expected?

If Voldemort found out that his Horcruxes were all destroyed, would he still try to make new ones?

Forget it, this shouldn't be my problem.

Albert opens today's paper and starts reading the latest front-page news.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts training program was implemented sooner than he expected.

However, UU reading www.uukanshu. com This article should have been written by Rita Skeeter, who openly questioned the purpose and effectiveness of the Ministry of Magic's Defense Against the Dark Arts training program in the newspapers, arguing that Scrimgeour was trying to please the masses.

"Is there a problem with today's newspaper?"

Katrina, who had completed the morning exercise, pulled Isobel to sit opposite Albert, and asked after drinking a few mouthfuls of the salt water specially prepared by the house elf.

"No problem, the Ministry of Magic intends to conduct preliminary training on defense against the dark arts for ordinary wizards so that everyone can have more self-protection capabilities." Albert handed Katrina today's newspaper.

"Do you think this thing works?" Katrina looked up at Albert after reading the newspaper. She always felt that this matter had something to do with Albert.

"Of course it works," Albert affirmed. "Most wizards don't actually have formal Defence Against the Dark Arts training, which is why they behave so badly. I can't blame them, only the Ministry of Magic."

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