Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 166: Small things

Mafalda Hopkirk has been working for the Ministry of Magic since graduating from Hogwarts and is now Assistant to the Director of the Ministry of Magic's Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic.

Hopkirk's daily job is to mail a warning letter to the offender on behalf of the director after receiving the illegal information, explaining the act they violated. If the situation is more serious, the emergency team needs to be notified to take action .

On this day, however, Hopekirk encountered a very depressing incident.

Someone wrote back to tell her: Your Ministry of Magic has made an Oolong incident.

The sender is Albert Anderson, who is studying at Hogwarts.

In the letter, Anderson made it clear that he and his family were on vacation in France at the time, and he did not carry a wand when leaving the country, let alone use the Flying Spell. The Ministry of Magic must have made a mistake. He hoped that the Ministry of Magic could resolve the relationship between the two parties misunderstanding, and sent him a letter back.

Actually, Hopekirk doesn't think Anderson is lying, because the best evidence is that Anderson can't use the Flying Charm at all, and he just finished first year at Hogwarts.

A first-year freshman can use the Flying Spell?

Not even Hopekirk himself.

Can't use Flying Spell, so naturally it's impossible to cast spells.

So there's no doubt that the Office of Magical Misuse is a mistake, and it's not the first time it's happened, and Hopekirk isn't too surprised.

But...what does this have to do with me?

Hopkirk is only responsible for sending letters and notices, she is not responsible for this and has no such authority.

Oh, no, it really has something to do with her.

Hopkirk has the right to decide whether to hand the letter to the director of the now Office of the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, or to throw the letter in some trash can.

With what she knows about her boss, 80% of them won't care about this kind of thing!

After all, it's a small matter no matter how you look at it, and there's no need to delve too deeply into it.

As Mafalda Hopekirk prepares to deal in private.

Well, the so-called private disposal is actually destroying the letter, or throwing it into a trash can, after all, she is only an assistant herself.

Although I have some understanding of the laws that impose reasonable constraints on underage wizards, I am still only an assistant, and my responsibility is to help write warning letters and other tasks.

As Hopekirk was about to throw the letter into the trash, she suddenly remembered something from last year. She still remembered the Oolong incident caused by Zingsi, which was quite a big deal at the time.

In the end, it was exposed by the Daily Prophet, and Nutley, who was in charge of handling the matter, also got himself into trouble and was almost transferred to the Centaurus Liaison Office.

"It doesn't seem very good to throw it away, let's leave it to the director!" Hopkirk hesitated for a while, but still thought it was her responsibility. As for how her boss would deal with it, it was none of her business. .

Of course, Hopekirk could also guess what would happen when the letter was delivered.

As Hopekirk expected, his boss didn't even glance at the letter at all, and threw it beside his desk.

By the time Hopekirk saw the letter again, it had been thrown in the trash.

However, what Hopekirk didn't know, such a result was also expected by Albert.

It's just that Hope Kirk didn't know when they had stood in front of the big hole dug by others, and just behind them, someone was ready to lift a foot and kick them into the hole.

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After returning home, Albert began to write letters back to those who sent his letters.

Naturally, the Weasley brothers also received Albert's mailing list, along with the gift that Albert bought for the twins - a rubber duck.

Well, the yellow rubber duck was actually a gift that Albert bought at his neighborhood grocery store. Of course he knew that Fred and George would not like the gift, because it was for Mr. Weasley.

Albert wanted the twins to ask Mr. Weasley what to do in his situation.

Fred and George responded with sympathy (schadenfreude) for what happened to Albert and wrote:

...Dad thinks it's just a small thing to keep you from worrying. He suggested that you should write a letter to the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic and make it clear to him...

At the end of the letter, they also wrote: "By the way, Dad asked me to ask you what the rubber duck is for in the Muggle world."

"A small thing?" Albert muttered. "Yeah, it's really a trivial thing for those who don't care about themselves."

Albert put the twins' letter aside and proceeded to open the second letter.

Professor Broad's reply was a little unexpected to Albert, who also thought it was just a small matter, so that Albert didn't have to worry about it.

In Professor Broad's reply, he narrated some information about the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association. He also expressed that he liked the gift Albert gave him, and briefly mentioned McDoug's new book at the end.

"Small thing?" Albert put the letter aside and muttered as he picked up the gold card, "Now see how Hetok Dagworth reacts. See if he also thinks he has his gold card. Losing it is also a trivial matter?"

From Professor Broad's letter, it is not difficult for Albert to speculate on the value of the gold card in his hand.

He believed that Hetok Dagworth would not remain indifferent.

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There are several letters, and it is impossible to reply immediately.

The last letter was written by Rowena Smith. In addition to chatting about some common interests, Rowena Smith also mentioned in the letter that there will be an unexpected surprise for Albert in a while. .

Albert can probably guess what the supposedly unexpected surprise was: Rowena Smith is set to join Hogwarts as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

After reading all the letters, Albert put the letters in the box, got up and stretched, drank the cold milk tea, touched Tom who was lying on the cushion beside the table, and refocused his attention. Focus on your remaining summer homework.

This is the homework left over before Albert went on vacation to France. Because he did not have the habit of doing homework while on vacation, he temporarily put off his summer homework when he went on vacation to France.

On vacation in France, Albert brought only the few books on ancient rune that McDougall had given him.

As long as you study these books carefully, your experience with your Rune skills will increase at a gratifying rate.

Now, we're a big step closer to level 3 Rune.

It's not that Albert doesn't like to use experience to level up directly~IndoMTL.com~ but he prefers the feeling of researching magic.

Every time there is a slight breakthrough in the rune, Albert will feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, and this kind of achievement is what Albert wants.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Nia pushed open the door, stuck her head in, and said to Albert, who was sitting at the table: "Dad let me tell you, go to bed early today, we are going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Shopping."

"Got it." Albert knew why Nia was so excited, because she would also go with her to Diagon Alley in London.

"Tom, it's time for bed!" Nia reached out and picked up Tom, who was lying on the cushion, and put it on the floor, "Go on your own, you've become so heavy, I can't hold you anymore."

"That's why I said Tom should lose weight." Albert said with a smile, "Go back to rest early."

"Leave Tom, otherwise tomorrow's rations will be halved." Nia's threat was quite effective. Tom obediently got up and left behind Nia.

Albert looks at the reopened door, focusing on his homework.

These holiday assignments aren't really difficult, just take the time to write the answers on parchment.

He's thinking about staying up late to get his vacation homework done all at once? Finally, thinking of Nia's expectation of shopping at Diagon Alley tomorrow, she gave up.

After half an hour, Albert closed the ink bottle, put the quill back into the pen holder, got up lazily and covered a yawn.

Sheila just came back from foraging, and since Albert told her last time not to bring her prey home, she hasn't brought a dead mouse into her house.

"Good night!" Albert looked at his owl and the night sky outside the window. He covered his yawn and lay back on the bed to rest.