The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 595
After all, Albert failed to dissuade Fred, George, and Lee Jordan from the idea of ​​exploring the secret passage. Looking at the backs of the three disappearing in the depths of the secret passage, Albert silently sighed: Sure enough, Gryffindor College has never People who lack risk (death).

After the three left, Albert apparated directly back near Mogg's house.As soon as he crossed the street, he saw Isobel who was still training in Apparation.

However, Isobel's face was slightly pale, and the phantom apparition training obviously brought her a lot of burden.

Albert looked at the pale girl and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Isobel took a deep breath of cold air, suppressing the discomfort in his stomach, "I'm a little dizzy and want to vomit."

"Or, take a break first." Albert suggested: "Anyway, it's still a long time, we can do other things first. And...you are not very efficient in practicing Apparition with your current appearance."

"Well, you're right."

Isobel looked at Mogg who was coming this way, and agreed with Albert.

From the initial failure to the present, Isobel has initially mastered the use of apparition.

In fact, Mr. Mogg didn't expect Isobel to master Apparation thoroughly on the first day. As long as Isobel can learn Apparation in advance and practice hard in the next three months, he will surely pass the Apparition test easily. .

After the three entered the house, the house elf immediately brought them a basin of hot water for them to wash their faces, and then brought them hot drinks to help them recover quickly.

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Albert stretched out his hand to cover his yawn. He wanted to sleep in a warm and comfortable environment in winter.

"I have your dresses ready." Mr. Mogg asked the house-elf to bring them.

"Dress?"

Albert opened the package and found that the dresses of the two were very ordinary, without any fancy decorations, but it could be seen that the workmanship was exquisite and the grade was not low.

In fact, if Albert was not too young and came from a Muggle family, these problems should not be handled by Mr. Mogg.

Albert, who came from the Muggle world, wanted to fully integrate into the magic world, so he needed to make some adjustments in some aspects to reduce future troubles.

Although the Wilder Smiths are not in the same league as the pure-blood supremacists, there is such a thing as class everywhere, and the necessary style is still indispensable.

At least, don't let yourself look out of place.

No way, the Ministry of Magic is still dominated by pure-blood supremacists, and most of the important positions are held by their people.

Most pure-blood supremacists even consider themselves the elite of the wizarding world.

Mogg actually wanted to laugh at this very much. Probably no one is more qualified to mock them than the Wild Smith family.

Compared with the group of pure-bloods, their circle is the elite of the magic world.

After all, there is no ceiling in that circle, and the height depends entirely on ability.

However, Mogg doesn't know that elites are not elites, and it doesn't make sense in front of the cheating Albert.

No matter how pure the blood is, it doesn't make sense when the opponent is a badass.

Mogg quickly put away his thoughts and began to explain to Albert what he should pay attention to when attending the wizard's banquet.

Then, there is dancing.

In terms of dancing, Albert is really weak.

Well, he never learned to dance.

The house-elves keep an old vinyl record player in the corner of the hall.

After the disc was put down, a slow, sad tune blared from the speakers, but the sound quality was terrible.

"Muggles are far superior to wizards in this respect." Albert complained.

"It's normal." Mogg was noncommittal about this. "Muggles develop very fast, while wizards are much slower in this respect. This is actually related to the convenience of magic."

Isobel hummed softly and said, "I quite like the songs of Weird Sisters."

"I'm only interested in Muggle music, especially those that can be passed down for hundreds of years. Even if I don't have a high appreciation ability in this area, I think those are really good."

"That is the precipitation of history. The art that can be passed down will never be outdated." Mogg waved his wand, clearing a space for the two of them to try to dance with the music.

"that……"

Isobel can't actually dance.

Mrs. McDougall was busy in the hospital most of the time, and she didn't have time to teach the McDougal sisters to dance.

"Let's learn together." Albert said with a smile, "I don't know how anyway."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Isobel's waist, and pinched the other's hand with the other hand, and began to dance to the music.

"You're supposed to put your arm around his shoulder, yes, and just slowly circle around like that."

Then...the two almost fell down.

Albert stepped on Isobel's foot, and the latter almost brought Albert down.

"It's really choking!"

If Albert's balance wasn't good enough, he must have fallen into a ball just now.

Fortunately, this is not a banquet, otherwise it would really be the laughing stock of everyone.

What Mr. Mogg taught them was the most common dance, which was enough for them to handle most of the banquets.

"You should be dominated by one of them." Mr. Mogg reminded, "Until you are proficient in dancing, it doesn't matter if you move slowly, at least you can let both of you finish a song together."

The two need to dance extra carefully to avoid stepping on each other's feet, or tripping their partner. After one song, Albert was stepped on five times, which hurts especially in winter.

With the help of Mr. Mogg's incompetent teacher, dancing finally appeared on his skill panel.

Finally able to open and hang.

Albert directly raised the dance to the second level, and then led Isobel to dance with him, reducing the frequency of both parties stepping on each other's feet.

At least, he is less likely to step on Isobel's feet.

"You're so quick to learn!" Isobel said softly, he was still slow in his movements just now, but now he has learned to dance.

"Learning to dance is more troublesome than learning other things. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome." Albert couldn't help but teased.

"Okay, today at least you have to learn the most basic dance, and you can cope with the wedding in France." Mr. Mogg clapped his hands, "Go on after the break, I don't think you want to embarrass yourself in front of others, do you?" !"

"I regret that I agreed to you to attend the wedding." Isobel rubbed her feet. Like most geniuses, she is not very good at sports.

"Me too."

"There is no harm in learning to dance, and it can always be used at banquets." Mr. Mogg reminded, "You don't need to spend special time practicing dancing in the future."

(End of this chapter)