"Everyone wants to become a great wizard like Headmaster Dumbledore."
Albert gently stirred the black tea in front of him with a spoon, picked it up, and took a small sip. His eyes lit up instantly, and he couldn't help praising, "Your skills are simply amazing. This is the best black tea I've ever had. If possible, please be sure to teach me how to brew such a wonderful cup of black tea."
If it were his past life, Albert wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between good and bad black tea. But having drunk it for several years in this life, he could genuinely taste the difference.
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