Albert just came out of the clothing store, carrying the package in both hands, and whispering and complaining: "Hey, why did Fengya Wizard Clothing Store suddenly not support mailing?"

In fact, Albert knew the reason, and the notice at the entrance of the store made it clear that the Dementors would patrol the streets of Hogsmeade every day after sunset.

Ok.

Dementors frequently harassed Hogsmeade Village, causing the Hogsmeade Post Office to stop mailing in the evening. After all, animals have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. The owls in the post office cannot withstand the repeated frights of dementors, and the manager of the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store obviously has no time to help him send things out before closing the store.

"Help me see what else I haven't bought. The list is in my left pocket."

With that, Albert turned sideways slightly, and handed the question of checking the purchase list to his girlfriend next to him.

Isobel reached out from the pocket of Albert's robe and took out the scary-looking list: "This list has become longer."

"This is no way. I know more people. Maybe I should ask Bit to help with the purchase."

Although he said so, Albert usually chooses gifts by himself whenever he has time. He always has to find something to do for himself and Isabel, otherwise he has nothing to do in Hogsmeade, which is actually quite boring. Yes, especially women like creatures, who are always keen to go shopping.

"I bought all the clothes, what should I do if I have the rest?"

"I have asked my family to help buy the rest."

Wizards who can communicate with Albert usually don't care about his Muggle status, so Albert occasionally sends gifts from the Muggle world, and they don't care, like the last time Albert was from France. The champagne brought back by the side is very popular with them.

The two walked to a remote alley not far away. Isobel was pretending to read the wanted list posted on the wall, while Albert walked into the alley and handed the package to the invisible house elf.

"Bit, please take the things back first."

"Good host."

The house elf stuffed all the packages into a big bag, and then put the packages on his shoulders like a Santa Claus, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It's no wonder that many wizards want a house-elf to help with housework." Isabel looked at Bit's back and asked, "Where to go next, Honey Duke Candy Shop?"

"Well, I remember Professor Slughorn likes candied pineapple." Albert took the list and added a candied pineapple to it.

"I thought you didn't like Professor Slughorn very much."

"It's not a nuisance, Professor Slughorn is an exquisite, self-interested, hedonist who loves vanity." Albert noticed that Isabel is looking at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's rare to see you evaluate a person like this."

"Professor Slughorn is okay." Albert laughed at himself. "In fact, most people are like this, including myself, who is a refined self-interest and hedonist. The status quo is like this. You can't ask for it. Too many, not to mention Professor Slughorn did nothing bad."

It's a good choice to keep in touch with him. Give him a Christmas gift. I think Professor Slughorn will be very happy. This is the cheapest way to make friends. Moreover, he knows a lot of people, maybe someday. It will come in handy."

Isabel knows what those woolen socks, woolen scarves, and woolen caps are all about.

Well, price is not a problem, what matters is heart.

The two walked towards the Honey Duke candy store. Near the candy store, Albert saw a red lollipop floating beside Ron and Hermione.

Isobel followed his gaze, and he clearly saw it.

"Harry Potter?"

"He should

It should be wearing that cloak of invisibility, which is not a good idea. "Albert said softly. He suddenly wanted to play a prank. Pulling Potter's invisibility cloak down a bit and exposing his head to the eyes of everyone, it would definitely cause a sensation immediately.

However, Albert finally suppressed this idea and went to Honey Duke Candy Shop with Isobel to purchase sweets.

"Losing weight?"

Finding that Isobel didn't buy snacks for himself, Albert raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Eating too sweet is bad for your health."

"Exercise more, there is no need to force yourself to go on a diet."

As soon as I came out of the candy store, snow began to fall from the sky.

Albert looked up at the snowflakes in the sky and said, "Let's go to the three broomsticks for a cup of hot butter beer."

"Yeah." Isobel helped take a package and walked towards the three broomsticks not far away. As he passed the alley on the way, Albert stopped and his eyes fell on the black dog who was looking through the trash can.

Black?

Albert can't be sure, but it's reasonable. It's hard to find food in the winter forest.

"What happened to that dog?"

Isobel followed Albert's line of sight and noticed the black dog looking through the trash can.

"Very rare." Albert's voice was very soft, as if he was worried that he might startle the black dog.

"Dogs are rare?"

Isobel looked at Albert in confusion, his gaze fell on the black dog again.

The black dog seemed to notice that someone was looking at it, and quickly ran away with a half-section bag in its mouth.

"Except for Hagrid, I have almost never seen a wizard raise a dog, nor have I seen a second dog near the school." Albert looked at the disappearing back of the dog, and was already sure that it was Sirius Black.

"There is a problem with that dog?" Isabel immediately realized why Albert would say this. "Did you predict something again?"

It's no wonder that Isobel thinks this way. Albert will suddenly pay attention to a dog, which is suspicious no matter how he looks at it.

"I don't know, but the dog gives me a sense of incongruity. Forget it, it doesn't matter to us anyway." Albert retracted his gaze from the alley and looked in the direction of the three broomsticks. He happened to see McGonagall. The professor, Professor Flitwick, and Hagrid appeared together outside the Three Broomsticks bar, along with a man wearing a dark yellow-green bowler hat, Hagrid deliberately fell behind to talk to each other.

When Albert approached, he could see who the man was: Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

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Albert and Isobel came to the entrance of the Three Broomsticks Bar. Hagrid seemed to notice their arrival and greeted Albert with a smile.

"Minister, maybe you have heard his name, Albert Anderson, the genius who has won several international awards." Hagrid introduced to Fudge.

"Oh, of course. But this is the first time I have seen a real person. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Anderson."

Cornelius Fudge, who was just about to enter the bar, stopped when he heard Hagrid's words and turned his head to look over. When he saw Albert, Fudge's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

Isabel raised his eyebrows slightly, the Minister of Magic's thoughts could not be hidden from her eyes.

After entering the bar, Albert felt that the atmosphere in the bar was a bit weird. It seemed that because the professor entered the bar, everyone was very restrained.

Isobel reached out and took the frothy hot butter beer from Albert, looked at Fudge's back and said softly, "I now know why you don't like him."