Chapter 7

Because of my many works in the coming weeks, I will not be able to review the chapters and correct the stupid mistakes that I made in them,

That's why I decided to publish all the 90 chapters at once, but as I said, that will be at the expense of quality.

Sorry about that.

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After Albert left the wand shop, he headed towards the back wall from which he had entered. The wall was now about 60 meters away. Just as Albert was about to take a step forward, he noticed a family of six emerging from the wall.

The mother spoke sternly, "I told you, Ron, if you waste all those coins on trivial things, I'll punish you and leave you in the forest with the spiders!"

Ron, visibly distressed, replied, "Alright, alright, Mum, but not the spiders!"

Ginny laughed mockingly at Ron, amused by their mother's threat.

"Mom, tell Ginny to stop making fun of me," Ron pleaded.

Their mother replied, "If you don't want her to tease you, then do as I say."

"Fine," Ron muttered angrily, clearly upset by Ginny's teasing.

As the family gathered to explore the market, they suddenly heard a woman's voice shouting, "Please! Someone stop the thief! He's stolen my purse!"

The thief laughed maniacally, "Haha! Seventeen Galleons, enough to last me two months, ha!"

Arthur Weasley, the father of the family, turned around, ready to catch the thief. But before he could act, he noticed a young boy with black hair, about the same age as Ron, already holding a wand. Though he couldn't hear what the boy was saying, he saw the magic flow intensely from the boy's wand, encircling the thief and freezing him in place.

The boy quickly ran to the thief, retrieved the stolen purse, and sternly said, "You're lucky this time, the authorities weren't here. Next time, you won't be so fortunate. Now, get out of here!"

The boy released the spell, allowing the thief to flee.

The woman hurried over to Albert, gratitude clear in her eyes. "Thank you, young man. I can't thank you enough! Please, let me give you something."

She pulled a gold coin from her purse and offered it to Albert.

"Here, take this as a token of my appreciation for saving my purse. Thank you again!"

Albert replied kindly, "I didn't stop the thief for a reward, but thank you for the gesture."

Though he politely declined, the woman insisted before finally agreeing to keep the coin and quickly returned to her daughter, heading back into the market.

Albert turned to leave, but before he could move towards the wall, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see a tall man with orange hair standing behind him, his family just a few meters away.

"Well done," said the man. "My name is Arthur Weasley, Head of the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects."

Albert replied, "I'm Albert Black, a first-year student at Hogwarts."

Arthur was visibly surprised. "Did you say Black? I thought the Black family was wiped out 11 years ago, except for Sirius Black, who's now in Azkaban?"

Albert sighed. "It's a long story, and I can't tell you everything right now. But you'll know the full story in time."

Arthur, slightly taken aback, nodded. "Alright, let's leave it at that. I wanted to thank you for helping that woman. I must say, I'm impressed by your magical control and your spellwork in general. Where did you learn such magic, especially since you haven't been to school yet?"

Albert thought to himself, *"Good grief, is he interrogating me? What a talkative man."*

He then replied, "I learned magic at home, using my father's wand. That's the reason."

Arthur began to respond, "Oh, I see, so--"

But he was cut off by his wife, who called out, "Come on, Arthur, we'll be late for shopping."

With that, the Weasley family moved on, leaving Albert behind.

Albert finally reached the back wall, took his wand in his right hand, and tapped the wall three times. The wall shifted, revealing the passage through which he had originally entered, and Albert made his way back to the pub.

Once inside, he thought of the Black family home and quickly and smoothly apparated there.

"Kreacher," he called out, "I'm back. How was the shopping trip? Did you enjoy it?"

Albert responded, "Yes, everything was wonderful. Could you prepare dinner for me? I'm starving."

"Of course," Kreacher replied.

Three hours later, after a satisfying meal, Albert went upstairs to sleep.

Days passed, and during this time, Albert diligently read through the spells and books he had purchased. He found most of the spells simple, as he had already learned them before. These basic spells became second nature to him, so he focused on studying the other subjects, such as the history of the British magical world and the lessons he would be taking at Hogwarts, like Herbology and Potions. He knew Snape would be the Potions Master.

Finally, the day arrived for Albert to board the train to Hogwarts.

"Kreacher," Albert said, "I'm leaving the house in your care. I'll be back during the summer holidays, alright?"

"Of course, sir," Kreacher responded.