With the addition of members of the Order of the Phoenix, preparations for the Christmas banquet at the shelter went much faster than expected. While Albert was talking to Harry, the hall had been cleaned and decorated, and it looked no less than a banquet at the association headquarters.
Sure enough, it is lively when there are many people.
The location of the Christmas party should be sheltered from the outset.
"gentlemen."
A slightly hoarse voice interrupted Albert's thoughts. When he turned his head, he saw a slightly pale young man trying to talk to him.
“Tobin, what’s the matter?”
Nelson Tobin.
Albert still remembered this unfortunate Slytherin Muggle-born student.
“Sir, I heard…”
"Yes." Albert looked into Nelson Tobin's eyes, nodded and said, "As you might imagine, we will eventually have a fight with the Death Eaters."
“I want to go,” Nelson Tobin said firmly.
“Because of revenge?”
Albert easily saw through the other party's little thoughts.
"right."
“It seems that you haven’t given up your hatred yet.”
“I think it’s necessary to address the hatred personally.” Nelson Tobin’s tone was extremely firm.
"Of course you can participate." Albert looked at the young man in front of him who was blinded by hatred again, and said softly, "No one will stop you if you are willing, but you need to know that it is a life-and-death fight, and you are likely to suffer because of this. Lose your life, Death Eaters are more dangerous than you think."
"I'm not afraid."
“Maybe...forget it, is there anything else?”
“I want to become stronger and more powerful. I have already learned all the content in your "Self-Defense Guide", and I hope to learn more..."
"It's not that the more spells you master, the more powerful you are." Albert interrupted directly, "You need to practice and practice more with other members, because your enemy cannot stand and let you recite spells. After a while, I will popularize basic training in the shelter... If you want to become stronger, then try to master the silent spell. As long as you can master the silent spell and use it in combat, you will find the power of the silent spell. Wonderful thing.”
"Thanks."
Nelson Tobin bowed slightly to Albert to express his gratitude, then turned and walked away, as if he had no intention of staying for the banquet.
“The child was blinded by hatred.”
Mr. Tonks appeared from Albert's side at some point, and watched Nelson Tobin's leaving back with him.
"I know that Nelson Tobin's family was killed by Death Eaters." Albert turned around and said, "If I were him, I would also want revenge, so I am not qualified to ask him to give up his hatred."
Mr. Tonks choked and didn't know what to say.
“Exactly like what you would say.”
Sirius's voice suddenly sounded, and when Lupine appeared, Mr. Tonks disappeared at some point.
“Isn’t it the same for you?”
“Yeah, me too.” Sirius did not deny his hatred for Peter, “Let’s talk?”
Albert was speechless for a moment. When did he become an intimate uncle?
“What about Harry?” Albert asked.
"Yes, Harry seems to be..." Sirius paused for a moment, thinking about his words.
“Preoccupied,” Lupine added.
"Well, Harry probably... thinks too much. I suggest you spend more time on teaching defense so that he doesn't have to think about those messy things." Albert gave a suggestion that seemed pretty good.
“Is that really the case?”
The two looked at each other and felt that this method was feasible.
At least strengthening the combat training of the three Harrys will also help them better complete the tasks left to them by Dumbledore.
“Do you doubt that Dumbledore was killed by Snape?”
Albert looked at Moody with a strange look, and was surprised that the other party would come to discuss this matter with him.
"I just think the place where Dumbledore died is weird." Moody shook his head and said, "Besides, Mundungus, you know him, right?"
Albert narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"He just got out of Snape's control, and something strange happened anyway."
"I can probably understand what you mean, but I'm actually more curious, what if Snape is wronged? Or what do you hope to get from him?"
"We don't think Dumbledore will be easily killed by Snape. That guy is smarter than anyone else and is unlikely to be... Do you know why?"
"Yes, I know what's going on, but there are some things that I won't tell others without Dumbledore's consent." Albert shook his head, "If you really want to know, ask Dumbledore." The portrait, and there is no doubt that Dumbledore was indeed killed by Snape, so you don’t have to have any expectations about Snape.”
"Of course, I don't think you expect anything from Snape."
When Albert returned to the hall, the Christmas party had already begun.
A few couples were dancing to the music, but more people were sitting in their seats enjoying the food.
After all, it is rare to have a good meal, and the food in the shelter is really mediocre.
“Muggle food is really good, don’t you want to eat it?”
Ron placed another piece of fried chicken drumstick on Hermione's plate.
“Thank you,” Hermione muttered.
“Are you okay?” Ron asked uneasily, “You looked worried just now.”
“I’m fine.”
Hermione picked up the chicken leg and took a bite, then actively changed the subject, "I haven't eaten Muggle food in a long time."
“I thought you were going to dance.”
Ron looked at Hermione expectantly, and the latter looked at Harry and Ginny dancing on the dance floor, shook his head and said: "No, I don't want to dance now."
After the song ended, Harry took Ginny's hand and left the dance floor, sitting down next to them.
“Aren’t you going to eat?”
Harry handed the hamburger he had just taken to Albert.
"No, I've already eaten it, and... you can't eat too much of this thing." Albert declined the hamburger offered by Harry.
"By the way, thank you." Harry looked around and said to Albert with a smile, "I think this should be the best Christmas gift for us."
“It’s Christmas after all, it’s more fun to be lively, and...” Albert said meaningfully, “This helps to unite everyone.”
The atmosphere of the banquet was very harmonious. Everyone was happily enjoying the food on the table. Some members of Dumbledore's Army also took the opportunity to interact with members of the Order of the Phoenix.
“Are you leaving?”
"Yeah, I'll leave first." Albert smiled, raised his finger, and left quietly.
After all, there are still people at home waiting for him to return.
“That guy is really a thorough leader!”
Sirius whispered to Lupine beside him after Albert's back disappeared.
"Yes, very reliable and charming." Lupine agreed with Sirius. He actually didn't mind letting Albert control the situation. It shouldn't be said that they needed Albert to control the current situation and lead everyone. Fight against the mysterious man.
"More charming than Scrimgeour." Tonks also spoke highly of Albert.
“Perhaps, some people are born to be leaders.” Even Kingsley had to admit this. Albert could always handle things very well, just like this Christmas party, just like the current situation.
In fact, if you think about the half-dead Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic controlled by Voldemort, the situation is simply desperate.
However, Albert single-handedly reversed his own huge disadvantage.
"I'm actually looking forward to the day when he can become the Minister of Magic. Maybe then the entire Ministry of Magic will be different!" Tonks whispered.
"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, that guy doesn't seem interested in becoming the Minister for Magic."
“Really, that’s a shame.”