In the next few days, Albert did not go to the woods to the north, nor did he meet Louise again.
Niya did not learn to ski smoothly, she still fell frequently, and sometimes even dragged Albert to roll on the snow.
A similar scene can often be seen on the snow slopes next to the town. It's not just Niya, but also other passengers who are not good at skiing.
Everyone’s situation is similar, so I don’t feel embarrassed. Passengers who really know how to ski will take the cable car to go skiing elsewhere.
"Failed again!"
Nia stretched out her hand to let Albert pull up from the snow, and muttered softly.
"Maybe I'm not good at teaching people skiing, I'll let my dad come and teach you!" Albert put the pot on the back, stretched out his hand to shake off the snow on Niya, and comforted softly.
"You must dislike me for being stupid!" The girl pouted unhappily, "So, don't want to teach me anymore."
"Well, keep practicing!" Albert said with a sigh.
"When skiing, the sense of balance is very important, just like skating and riding a bicycle." Albert told Nya his opinion, "In the beginning, you don't need to worry too much. Any similar exercise needs a little bit. It is very unrealistic to want to succeed in one step."
"Yeah!" The girl nodded, and it didn't take long for Albert to fall down again.
"Sorry."
"It's okay, you haven't been injured!"
"No."
"That's good."
I don’t know how many times this conversation has been repeated.
In fact, Albert doesn't know how to ski either. His skiing skills are improved by experience, only one level, and his skiing skills are also very average. When teaching Niya, he just gave her the feeling of skiing.
Albert once thought that Niya's sense of balance was too bad, so she fell frequently. It now appears that it is most likely that my teacher is too bad.
Near noon, Daisy and Herb came back from skiing and came over to see the situation on the slope. What they saw was the scene of the two brothers and sisters falling together.
"I might really not teach others to ski!" Albert said helplessly to Herb. He had been teaching Niya for several days, but Niya still didn't learn it.
Facts have proved that Albert's guess is correct. He is really not good at teaching people. It only took Daisy half an hour to teach Nia how to ski.
Although the skating is not very smooth, Nia did learn it, which made Albert very depressed and couldn't help but doubt his ability to teach.
"It seems that I am really not suitable to be a teacher." He muttered quietly.
"To celebrate Niya's learning to ski, we went to the French restaurant last time to eat, which side of the food is very good!" Herb and a family of four walked towards the restaurant.
As for the fat cat Tom, another member of the family, sleeping on a soft cushion with his paws in his hands.
The food in that store is really good, authentic French cuisine, but a bit expensive.
After the cuisines of many countries are delivered to other countries, some strange changes will take place in order to adapt to the tastes of other people.
Except for going to the country, it is difficult to eat authentic food. Most people who don’t know even think that the cuisine of various countries should be like that.
The four of them ate and talked about skiing. When Herb was skiing, he found some nice scenery and planned to take them to take pictures together.
However, Albert thought that Niya still needed to practice skiing a lot, so he postponed the matter.
In fact, Albert doesn't have much interest in skiing. In many cases, he thinks that he should know how to spend some experience to upgrade his skills.
"We meet again, Mr. Anderson!"
At this time, someone came to this side and greeted him with a skillful tone.
Albert suddenly raised his head to look at the incoming person, a moment of astonishment appeared on his face.
The Andersons looked at the beautiful girl in front of him suspiciously, and soon realized that the other party was looking for Albert, and they all turned to look at Albert.
"The food in this restaurant is very good." Albert said lightly. "Are you alone?"
"They're over there." Louise smiled at a well-dressed couple not far away.
Albert nodded slightly to the other side, but didn't intend to get acquainted with him in the past.
However, Mr. Delacour came by himself.
"Meeting for the first time, Mr. Anderson, I hope you don't feel abrupt." The other party spoke poor English, which seemed to be seldom used.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Delacour." Albert greeted the other party formulaically. He was in French, but he couldn't help it. The other party's English tone was so poor that he listened very hard.
"Muggle sports are also very interesting." Mr. Delacour said on his own. "Last time, I learned it in a few days. Last winter, when Hertok came to France, I invited him When it comes to skiing here, he doesn't seem to like this sport very much."
Albert smelled an unusual smell.
"Don’t look at me like this. Hertok and I have known each other for several years. I heard that he is very optimistic about you. If you are a few years older, I would definitely welcome you to pursue my daughter Louise. She is very beautiful. No." Mr. Delacour winked at Albert.
Feelings, this guy is a self-acquaintance, and he talked about it like Albert meant to promote his daughter, causing Louise and his wife to roll many eyes.
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I opened my mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.
"You don't seem to know that you are famous?" Mr. Delacour said suddenly, probably seeing Albert's astonished expression.
"do not know."
"I've read a few of your papers. They are very good. Many people think you might be the next Dumbledore." Mr. Delacour said in a slightly joking tone.
Albert didn't take the matter seriously and asked the other party to continue.
"I heard that Hertok is working on a potion that can restore werewolves?"
"I don't know ~www.novel35.com~ Albert said calmly, "However, it is not easy for a werewolf to completely become a normal human being. What you are talking about is probably an inhibitor. , So that the werewolf is no longer so dangerous when transforming. "
"I think so too." Mr. Delacour nodded. "That kind of illness cannot be cured, right, you know the bet between Hertok and Mr. Damocles?"
"I remember the relationship between the two of them seems to be pretty good!"
"Ok?"
"It's hard to imagine that Mr. Dagworth would actually agree to such a bet." Albert didn't quite believe it. He knew that the man had already gained too much honor, and he didn't know much about many things except potions. Interested.
"I'm not familiar with Mr. Damocles." Mr. Delacour looked at Albert curiously.
"Mr. Dagworth probably wants Mr. Dagworth." Albert thought for a while and wanted to express his guess. "After all, an extra Merlin Medal is nothing to Mr. Dagworth. Yes, and Mr. Damocles obviously needs the Merlin Medal."
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^