Chapter 518: Exhausted (1/2)
”Finally home!”
In the scorching summer, Albert dragged his suitcase and appeared on Tibey Avenue, looking up at tenant number 19, and suddenly felt a good feeling of going home.
After using the door key to return to England, he retrieved his wand and other magic items from Mr. Bud Brod, declined the invitation to dinner, and hurried home.
It's just that Albert never expected that he would end up behind bars when he returned home.
No one else in the family knew where they were going, Albert, who had no key, faced the iron door that blocked him from the door, and was dazed for a while.
Then, he took out the lock picking tool from the deformed lizard skin bag and pried the door lock of his own house.
Prying one's own door is definitely a very novel experience.
Albert threw the suitcase in the hallway, walked directly into the kitchen, took a bottle of soda from the refrigerator, and took a big gulp into his mouth.
When I returned to the living room to blow on the air conditioner, I found a pinned note under the remote control:
Albert, we are going to go to your Grandpa Luke to play for a few days, Tom and Shera also took away. If you come back from abroad and we have not returned home yet, remember to eat on time and call us if you have anything to do. ——Daisy.
”Really!”
Albert turned on the air conditioner and lay on the sofa to blow the air, preparing to sleep for a while, as if something was wrong there.
The door is locked, what's the use of leaving a note?
and so……
Albert went to the yard, opened a stone, and took a key from the bottom of the processed stone.
”Forget it, the weather must have fainted me.” Albert stretched out his hand and patted his head. He felt he needed to lie down and rest for a while.
Using the door key is really not comfortable.
When Albert woke up from the sofa, it was already dark. He flipped through the refrigerator and finally had to ride a bicycle to a nearby supermarket to buy spaghetti.
Well, it's actually the so-called cube surface.
This thing is not popular in the UK, and you can only stay in the corner and eat ashes in the supermarket.
As for why you don’t eat instant noodles, you can only talk about instant noodles in the UK, which is really unbearable.
Albert made himself an egg sausage spaghetti, and baked some crunchy bread as an after-dinner snack.
After dinner, I called Herb directly and they won't be back tomorrow.
Niya was on the phone and asked if Albert had brought her special products.
American wizard snacks, um, are actually the same as Muggle snacks.
Although reluctant to admit it, the life of American wizards is closer to that of Muggles.
Of course, American wizards also sell some special products, but the Magic Congress of the United States strictly controls this, so their Wizard Street is not as lively as Diagon Alley in the UK.
In order to bring gifts to his family and girlfriend, he specially asked Catherine to take him to Wizard Street in the United States, which is also called the American Wizarding Secret Exchange.
The American Secret Exchange of Wizards is located at a deep underground entrance in a narrow alley in New York. It has been widened by magic. It is said that there are several secret entrances, all of which have been cast with a spell to drive away the mochi.
Before entering, you need to get confirmation from the entrance graffiti before being allowed to enter Wizard Street.
It has to be said that American wizards' defense against Maji is more stringent than that of prisoners in prison.
After a brief cleaning of the tableware, Albert sat on the sofa and tried to get in touch with Isabel. He hadn't spoken to each other for several days.
Unfortunately, Isobel did not respond to him immediately.
After waiting for a long time, Albert can only put away the double-sided mirror, take out the mirror of Catherine, and try to get in touch with the other party.
Well, he is bored and wants to find someone to chat with.