Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 175 is not easy

   "Thanks, bad luck."

   Rufus stopped, looked down at the drink splashed on his body, and looked up at the back that bumped into him and gradually moved away, quite annoyed, he didn't expect to encounter such bad luck early in the morning.

Rufus picked up his wand, removed the stains on his body, looked at Hopkirk nearby, frowned and asked: "What's going on, why did Hetok Dagworth come here, and a big His temper was so hot earlier."

   "They just had a quarrel." Hopkirk pointed to the door of the director's office, and reminded: "Don't ask too much."

   "Had a quarrel?" Rufus really didn't understand Hopkirk's words. It was already a rare event to meet Dagworth in the Ministry of Magic. "

"Zongsi has a problem again." Hopkirk hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "This incident seems to be related to Dagworth, so he came to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning. However, the matter seems to have fallen apart." , so we broke up unhappy."

   "It's not a big deal." Rufus was even more puzzled, talking about Zongsi, most of them were minor wizards. However, it is already rare enough for Dagworth, the potion master, to come to visit in person.

   And it's a bit unbelievable that things actually fell apart.

Hutok Dagworth has a high status in potions, and he is a member of the Wizengamot himself. The Ministry of Magic will give some face to such trivial matters, but the matter unexpectedly fell apart ?

   No matter how you think about it, Rufus finds it incredible.

  …

  Hertock Dagworth is in a bad mood right now. In fact, he had known for a long time that the talks between the two parties had collapsed, which was why he would rather spend some money to solve the problem than negotiate with the Ministry of Magic.

  Although Hattock seldom pays attention to the affairs of the Ministry of Magic, he has heard a little about the current director. It is said that as soon as she drank too much sherry, she would start telling others some shocking cruel and heartless opinions.

   It is impossible to talk to such a person.

  The other party directly refused to write a letter of apology.

  Even if, Hetok has made the matter clear, and said that after getting back the gold membership card, he is willing to pay the other party a sum of money in private to express his gratitude.

   However, it was rejected.

  In her words, there was no problem with traces of the Ministry of Magic at all, and she never received an explanation letter from the other party.

  So, this matter fell apart immediately.

  Hetok stood at the door of the house, took a deep breath, and was going to see Brod again, to see if he could give him some **** advice.

  Since the gold membership card was lost, Hetok has been in a bad mood, and his temper has become more and more irritable.

   When Hetok went to the lake house again, he found that he couldn't find the exact location.

   "It's really not going well." Hetok looked at the lake and murmured. He found that he couldn't find Brod, and even an owl couldn't deliver the letter.

   "What the **** is going on? What the **** is Brod doing?"

  Hetok looked at the lake angrily. There was no island in the lake, let alone a manor, as if all traces had been erased out of thin air.

  The other party used advanced magic to completely hide the lake house.

  Hetok considers himself a master of potions, but he is not very good at spells.

  He tried to find the dilapidated piers and boats, but he walked around the lake and found nothing, as if the memories in his mind were all false.

   Just as the potions master turned around to leave, he suddenly found a house-elf quietly appearing behind him.

"Please follow me," the house-elf stepped forward, bowed slightly towards Hetok, and then stretched out his palm. The latter had already understood what the other party meant, and the moment he stretched out his hand, the house-elf took him away. Apparated.

   When Hetok came back to his senses, he found himself standing in front of a house, and the person he was looking for was sitting at the table in the yard, smiling and greeting this side.

   "What the **** are you doing!" Hetok was in a bad mood, and quickly stepped forward to sit on the armchair opposite Brod, poured himself a cup of black tea, and drank it all in one go.

   "Failed?" Although Bud Brod was asking, his tone was very sure that the other party had failed.

"That guy doesn't want to, **** it, I explained everything to him and her." Hetok poured himself another glass, drank it all in one gulp, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, he also knew his tone now very bad.

   "I'm not talking about this, I mean you went to Albert?"

"Well, that little guy is a little clever." Hetok couldn't help frowning when he mentioned Albert, and stared at Brod with reproachful eyes, "He seems to have known that I would ask him for a gold membership card, and he has already given it to him." The gold membership card is hidden."

   "Smart?" Brod ignored Hetok's gaze, and didn't quite agree with the other's evaluation.

   "Isn't it?" Hetok pouted.

"I warned you earlier, don't use those little tricks that won't make it to the table." Brod looked at Hetok and reminded again: "Don't expect him to give you a good face next time you see him. "

"Otherwise, tell me, what else can I do?" Hetok drank another cup and put the teacup heavily on the table, "I just went to talk to that old woman, and she directly refused, it should be said directly denied it."

   "Caught in the middle, do you think it's easy for me?" Hetok couldn't help complaining, "I just want to get my membership card back."

   "What did he say he would do with the gold card?"

   "Who, that boy?" Hetok frowned deeply, and said after recalling for a while, "It seems that he said that he would melt the gold membership card and sell it in the Muggle world."

   "It's not much different from what I expected." Brod nodded and reminded: "Don't try to make him succumb, you won't succeed, and you will be unlucky because of it."

   "I'm curious, why do you value that boy so much, talent, talent, or other reasons?" Hetok looked at Brod suspiciously and asked inexplicably.

   "This matter has nothing to do with you." Brod didn't want to talk about it.

   "I'm curious." Hetok asked.

   "Probably my vision is better than yours." Brod said a sneer, "So, I am optimistic about him."

  Hetok was silent, he naturally did not believe such nonsense.

   "If you want to get back your gold membership card, I'm afraid you can only start with the Ministry of Magic." Brod reminded, "Please don't ignore my reminder, otherwise you will definitely be in bad luck."

Ever since Brod discovered that Albert dared to break into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, and was able to knock down a large group of spiders surrounded by giant eight-eyed spiders and save Fred and George, he knew that Albert Burt is not as simple as he imagined.

  It is said that the wand matches the personality of the owner, and Albert's wand is made of red cedar, which means that Albert may already have the ability to save the day.

In other words, Albert is not like the Gryffindor students who broke into the Forbidden Forest just because of recklessness, but he has long been prepared to get out of the way, and even if Brod does not show up, he has own way.

   You know, Albert is only twelve years old!

  Since that incident, Brod's evaluation of Albert has been very high.

  If Hetok really bumped into it, he would probably hit an iron plate directly, causing his head to bleed.

  However, Hutok is in a very bad mood now, and he is not in the mood to listen to these things at all. After he calmed down, he decided to write a letter to Dumbledore, asking the headmaster of Hogwarts to help, at least not to make the second meeting between the two parties worse.

  (end of this chapter)