Chapter 1725 A War Without a Winner (One Hundred and Seventy-Seven)

Chapter 1727 A war without a winner (one hundred and seventy-seven)

Looking at the girls leaving together, Albert suddenly felt that this dress-up game might be over.

In fact, he is not greedy for beauty, or in other words, he is no longer greedy for beauty. After experiencing too many beautiful girls, it is normal for him to become immune to beautiful girls like him.

When Isobel, who was wrapped in a fur cloak, reached out and hugged his neck from behind, Albert, who was looking at the snowy scene outside the window and thinking about life, came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking about?"

Isobel gently wiped Albert's cheek with her head and asked gently: "Are you worried?"

"Nothing, just thinking about what to do in the future?"

Since Voldemort's death, Albert has indeed felt confused and empty after completing the game and losing his purpose. He began to compile books, trying to leave behind the knowledge he gained from plug-ins. He wanted to find something to do for himself and leave traces of his presence in this world.

Wanting to travel around the world is one of the reasons.

To use the words of my previous life: a bitch is hypocritical.

"How about making all your lovers pregnant with children?" Isobel said in a joking tone, "or find yourself a hundred lovers."

"Why do I need so many lovers?" Albert held his wife in his arms, kissed her forehead and said, "Even lust has a limit, and my body can't handle having so many lovers."

"This is not something you, a guy with a lot of lovers, would say." Isobel joked.

"Speaking of which, what was my goal in life before I became a wizard?" Albert's thoughts briefly drifted back to when he was still young. When he had just gotten the plug-in, he seemed to be... hoping to complete more panel tasks and possess A cheating life that would be envied in the previous life.

That wish seems to have been more than fulfilled.

At this moment, familiar footsteps were heard again outside the sun room. Katrina, who had just opened the door and walked in, was stunned for a moment. Looking at Albert who was hugging Isobel and whispering, she couldn't help but curled her lips and stepped forward. Go and hug Albert from behind, put your mouth to his ear, and ask softly: "What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about what to do next."

Albert released his hold on Isobel and pushed Katrina's head away from his to prevent her from blowing wind into his ears.

"What a problem for a genius like you to worry about."

Katrina was quite speechless about this, and sat directly next to Albert, leaning her body against him like Isobel did.

"Why don't you first research the magic potion that can make people stay young forever? Everyone actually hopes that you can succeed one day so that you can be young and beautiful forever."

Seeing that Albert didn't speak, Katrina added, "You can also try to make a magic stone, so that we can live for a long time like the Flamel couple by taking the magic potion of immortality."

"It's not like you don't know what happened to the last Voldemort who wanted to live forever."

Probably because he was still too young, Albert didn't really have any thoughts about immortality.

"As for staying young and looking forever, there is no such a powerful magic potion. Otherwise, the research on beauty potions would not be stuck in a bottleneck."

"Didn't Nico Flamel research the Philosopher's Stone and create the elixir of life?" Katrina didn't pay attention to the shut-up look her sister gave her.

To be honest, she really felt that with Albert's talent, there was a high probability that he could do it, and even do it better than Nico Flamel.

"The birth of the Philosopher's Stone was more of an accident, so it was regarded as a miracle." Albert was a student of Nico Flamel, and he knew the truth about the birth of the Philosopher's Stone better than anyone else.

If it was really that easy, he would have secretly made one for himself.

You must know that the magic gold created through the magic stone is a better magic metal than fairy silver.

In fact, Albert suspected that even if he filled up the magic stone skills on the panel, he might not be able to succeed.

"I believe in your luck." Katrina kissed Albert's cheek.

While several people were talking, more footsteps were heard outside. When Albert turned to look at the door of the sun room, he saw girls wearing various thick cloaks pouring in from the outside.

After all, there is still a long distance from your room to here. If you wear too thin clothes, you will easily catch a cold.

"Why didn't you change your clothes?"

When the girls recovered from the warm and comfortable environment, they caught a glimpse of Albert, still wearing his original clothes, hanging out with the McDougal sisters.

He stopped taking off his thick cloak and started talking to Albert in a flurry of words. Valeria even wanted to take action and planned to undress Albert herself.

The girls next to them looked at each other and seemed to think that what Valeria said made sense. It would be too shy if they were the only ones dressed like that.

On the contrary, if everyone is like this, they will be more accepting. After all, everyone is the same and no one can say anything about anyone.

The girls quickly put it into action and stripped Albert naked while Hermione was stunned. Finally, they seemed to feel something was wrong, so they put a pair of silk culottes on him, which made Isobel and Katrina both angry. I couldn't help but giggle.

"Don't you think this is better?"

Katherine looked at Albert from top to bottom, finally nodded with satisfaction, reached out and took off the cloak, completely revealing the graceful figure under the cloak in front of Albert.

Catherine seemed unsatisfied. She hugged Albert and pressed her body against his strong chest, giving him a long kiss.

If the girls around her hadn't stopped her, this bold girl would have gone deeper.

"Who designed this?"

Albert was not used to the skirt and pants on his body, so he raised his hand and lightly touched it, turning it into a thong like a sumo wrestler's.

He knew what the girls wanted, so he didn't spoil their fun.

With Albert and Catherine as examples, the other girls no longer hesitated, took off their thick cloaks, and boldly or shyly showed their graceful figures in front of Albert. The unique dress undoubtedly revealed temptation and infinite reverie.

"Who do you think is prettier?"

A death question was thrown to Albert by the girls.

"Everyone is beautiful and unique."

Albert began to appreciate the dresses on the girls one by one, and felt that those who sold clothes in his previous life were not as unique as them.

For the group of beautiful girls in front of us, the dresses they wear are not for wearing, but for decorating themselves and highlighting their proud figures and infinite charm.