The waitress was a little embarrassed. She felt that the two of them were more like lovers. After all, girls usually go shopping with their best friends or boyfriends.

"Yes, this is my brother." Nia winked at the young waitress and said, "But he already has a girlfriend."

The waitress looked at the brother and sister who came to the front desk to pay with a surprised look on her face.

"Okay, let's go buy your clothes next!" Nia turned to Albert and said.

With adequate nutrition, Albert's height has reached nearly six feet, and many of his clothes have become shorter.

The enthusiasm of the girls for shopping was terrifying. Albert really couldn't understand why Nia was so keen on buying clothes for himself. He felt like a doll trying on clothes and had to go to several clothing stores before he was satisfied.

Of course, Nia has good taste. After Albert put on a new set of clothes, he looked sunnier and more handsome.

However, the troubling problem is that the two are always mistaken by shop assistants as boyfriend and girlfriend.

"I think we are somewhat similar."

Albert looked at himself at the glass window of the milk tea shop and said, he didn't understand why some people thought they were lovers instead of brother and sister.

"That's their trick. Most boys are always more generous in front of their girlfriends, so when they see a man and woman shopping together, they always assume that they are a couple." Nia took a sip of milk tea and easily revealed it with a smile.

I understand the little care of the store clerks.

"Okay, we've almost bought everything. We should go back." Luke and Sansa were much faster than them. There were a lot of things on the back seat of the car, including a large fan.

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Won't last long.

After returning home, Albert sat in the living room and watched TV for a while, feeling the wind from the big fan, and then went to the kitchen to help cook. For lunch, he had seafood fried noodles and a large portion of seafood dumpling soup.

While everyone was enjoying the meal, an owl flew in from the window, threw a letter in front of Albert, and almost knocked over his bowl of dumplings.

Albert picked up the letter and glanced at the sender. It was a personal letter from the Minister of Magic. Albert opened the letter and read the contents: Fudge told Albert in the letter that he had obtained Sir Merlin.

Regimental Medal of the Third Class.

Then, another owl flew in and threw a package on the table. Inside the package was a delicate box, which contained a gold medal and a white ribbon symbolizing the third-class medal of Sir Merlin.

Albert picked up the medal, weighed it in his hand, threw it back into the box, and curled his lips and said, "It's gold-plated."

The three people whose attention was originally attracted by the medal all looked stunned.

"The current medals and trophies are all gold-plated." Albert picked up another formal-looking official letter from the Ministry of Magic, and when he opened it, he found that it actually commended him for his outstanding contribution to the Restoration of Humanoid Curse.

Albert originally thought that he needed to provide more relevant information about the Humanoid Restoration Curse, and that it would only be approved after strict review and approval. He didn't expect that he would win the award so easily, and it was so sloppy that it was impossible to prevent mistakes.

What he didn't know was that last month Fudge had someone try the humanoid restoration spell during the full moon, and then restored the werewolf to human form in full view of the public.

So Albert won the award.

Compared to Albert's hasty award, Fudge's award ceremony was much more formal. Almost the entire front page of the Daily Prophet reported on his receipt of the Order of Merlin, First Class, directly referring to Albert's award.

The news was pushed into a corner.

However, Cornelius Fudge's award was not satisfactory. Many wizards believed that Fudge was not qualified to win the award.

In contrast, the news of Albert's award also spread quietly. After the three owls from the Ministry of Magic, more owls swarmed in, bringing congratulations from old friends.

"Oh my God, why are there so many owls?"

Sansa looked at the owls flying around the kitchen, feeling a little overwhelmed. The birds had made a mess of their lunch.
Chapter completed!