A day at Hogwarts.

The darkness before dawn shrouded the bathtub in the Mediterranean Sea. In the calm sea that people don’t know, a piece of light suddenly lit up. A sea ship with a bright light hanging on the bow was slowly rising from the sea level, standing on the spot. After staying for a short while, it sailed towards the deep sea like a ghost ship facing the dawn.

After a busy night, Albert, who returned to the ship, was sitting at the dining table, enjoying the potato and cheese pancakes made by Isobel himself, while explaining the reason for his late return.

"So, you came back so late because you sneaked back and released a Dark Mark?"

Isobel looked sideways at Albert who was sitting at the dining table enjoying supper, and poured the freshly cooked hot cocoa into the cup.

"I think that's what I predicted from the crystal ball."

Normally, Albert would not value the outcome of the prophecy so much, but the current situation is different.

He really wanted Voldemort to die.

"Yes, yes, that prophecy you made has come true again."

Isobel handed the freshly boiled hot cocoa to Albert, and said in a perfunctory tone, "It's just that you didn't expect that you made that Dark Mark by yourself."

"Yeah, the mysterious man probably lost too badly and was too embarrassed to leave the Dark Mark." Albert sighed without guilt, "Of course, it's also possible that the people they killed were all their own people, anyway. I have already helped them make up for it, since someone is dead, how can there be no Dark Mark?"

"Drink it, go back to rest early after drinking, you must be tired after being busy!"

As she spoke, she also stretched out her hand to cover her yawn.

In order to wait for Albert to come back, Isobel also stayed up all night.

In fact, not only Isobel, everyone on this ship except Alice was waiting for Albert to return safely.

Every time Albert went off on an adventure, they had to be terrified.

"Sorry honey."

Albert's face was full of guilt. Of course he knew that his failure to return late at night would cause Isobel's worries, but he had to do some things, so how could he rest assured if he left them to others?

What's more, victory is already close at hand, and he will never allow the chain to drop temporarily.

"Then don't keep us in constant fear, dear. I don't have a Gryffindor's heart."

Isobel leaned over and kissed Albert's forehead and said, "After you finish drinking, go back and rest early."

"Drink some, too. I guess we won't be able to get up tomorrow morning." Albert pointed to the cup of hot cocoa.

"When I was waiting for you to come back, I had already eaten supper."

Isobel sat down next to Albert, resting her chin on her hands to watch Albert eat supper, she suddenly asked, "Tell me about tonight?"

Albert didn't intend to hide anything. He briefly talked about tonight's actions, and heard Isobel frowning, because in her opinion, it was simply Albert deliberately seeking trouble for the mysterious person.

"Why don't you evacuate immediately?" Isobel was very confused. "You should have a way to take people away quietly, right? What is the point of fighting the mysterious man and the Death Eaters until they are bloody."

"It's not bloody." Albert corrected.

"what is that?"

"A sneak attack is important to members of the association."

Albert looked at Isobel with a slightly stern look, and said softly, "Also, the result is not bad, a lot of cannon fodder died on the side of the mysterious man."

"That's because you are lucky. Don't you think the Death Eaters have become smarter?" Isobel reminded, "They even used all the bait methods. It's hard to guarantee that they won't use other methods next time."

"So this can give other members unexpected gains."

"You are very important, there is no need to take risks." Isobel said softly, "Whether it is for me, the association or the current British wizarding world."

"I'm confident in keeping myself safe, you know, I'm not a risk taker."

Albert finished his cup of hot cocoa and finished several pieces of potato pancakes, then yawned and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

Not used to taking risks?

People who don't like taking risks will lose their lives if they take risks.

Isobel watched Albert's leaving back, and took the bottle to feed Alice.

"He is back?"

Katrina appeared outside the baby's room with Tom in her arms, and asked Isobel who was taking care of Alice.

"He's fine, he just did something naughty and was delayed." Isobel patted Alice on the back, looked sideways at her sister, sighed softly, and reminded, "You should work harder. "

"You yourself can't convince him not to take risks easily, let alone me." Katrina curled her lips and said.

"You know what I'm talking about."

Isobel put the baby back on the crib, staring at his sister.

Katrina didn't speak, and the room suddenly fell into a strange dead silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Katrina couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere, and said first, "You know, Gryffindors are all like that."

"No, he probably...has a reason why he has to do it!" Isobel actually knew the reason:

Albert planned to kill Voldemort once and for all.

Albert once told Isobel about this matter, all he did was to kill Voldemort completely, so that the guy would not cheat again every once in a while.

Isobel actually knew why Albert was determined to kill Voldemort completely.

Once Voldemort is resurrected, he will definitely take revenge on those around Albert.

Albert absolutely cannot tolerate this kind of thing.

"He told you most of the secrets." Katrina shrugged, "So, my dear sister, the one who should work harder is you."

With that said, Katrina turned and left.

Looking at the back of his sister leaving, Isobel sighed softly, and murmured, "No one is generous, my sister, why don't you understand? Once the opportunity is missed, it will be missed."

When Isobel returned to the dormitory, the light was still on in the bathroom. When she took off the thick cloak she was wearing and hung it on the hanger, the door of the bathroom was opened from the inside, and Albert, who was wearing a nightgown, He walked out wearing slippers, and the very faint smell of blood on his body disappeared completely.

Isobel seemed not at ease, and lifted Albert's pajamas to check it carefully.

"Okay honey, I'm fine, I'm just a little sleepy, you can talk about other things after I wake up, okay?"

Albert picked up the pocket watch on the bedside table, glanced at the time, and the sleepiness on his face became more intense.

It's six o'clock in the morning, and the sky is starting to brighten outside.

"Good night."

After he reached out his hand to cover his yawn, he said good night and lay down, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Good night, dear."

Isobel looked sideways at the young face, and slowly closed his eyes,

This time, they slept very late, but there was no way to do it. Who told them to go to bed after six o'clock in the morning?

however.

But Albert didn't know that not long after the sun rose the next day, the entire British wizarding world was completely blown up because of this terrible attack.