Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 168: What does he want to do

In the past few days, Hertok feels that his luck is particularly bad. He can lose his gold membership card inexplicably while watching an opera in France. The originally smooth potion research suddenly encountered a lot of problems, and he was directly stuck in The bottleneck is on.

Even taking the elixirs that I had previously reserved did not make my luck better.

Hetok has not yet reported the loss of his golden membership card to the Extraordinary Apothecary Association, and he has not dared to tell anyone else about it.

Sometimes if you know more people, you will get yourself into a lot of trouble.

Hetok never expected to get his gold membership card back for himself by running a find in the Daily Prophet.

Through his own connections, Hetok finds someone to help him predict that the Gold Membership Card will be taken to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

At present, I should go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, negotiate with Dumbledore, and identify one by one among the students until I find the boy who picked up the golden membership card.

However, this is certainly not a good idea.

While Hetok was still struggling with this matter, someone sent him a letter through the owl. The letter said: You seem to be in some trouble, I can help you.

P.S.: At 8pm, I like to have evening tea on the terrace.

The sender is called: Bud Broad.

Hetock knew Bud Broad, both of whom were members of the Wizengamot, but didn't actually talk much.

After all, the two have completely different fields of expertise and different areas of communication.

It is not without reason that every line is like a mountain.

However, Hertok still intends to visit Bud Broad, since the other party wrote to him, it will not be aimless.

A quarter past seven.

Hetok came to the lake ahead of time, and the wind blowing was cool, temporarily dispelling the summer heat.

"What a guy who likes to enjoy." Hetok raised his head and looked into the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered: "Apparition is forbidden here?"

Hetok lit the tip of his wand and walked along the shore of the lake, finally stopping on a dilapidated pier, and fell into a brief silence as he watched the only small broken boat on the pier.

Hetok stepped up, and the boat sailed towards the small island in the lake under the cover of the night wind.

The boat traveled for a while, and before it sank, it arrived at the dock on the island in the lake, where a house-elf was on the dock to welcome Hetok.

"Master asked me to wait for you here, Mr. Hertok Dagworth, please come with me." The house-elf bowed to Hertok and saluted, then led the way with an oil lamp.

They walked on a stone-paved path, passing a few defensive spells before entering the manor.

"Good evening Hertok, you arrived earlier than I expected." Broad sat at the round table on the terrace to greet the guests.

"I'm here, tell me, what good news do you have." Hetok suppressed his anxiety and asked.

"Oh, it looks like the rumor is true, you've lost something valuable." Brod smiled and gestured to Hertok to sit down.

Hertok sat down and continued to listen patiently to the other party's nonsense. As long as Brod could provide himself with some useful information, he didn't mind waiting a little longer.

“I have a little friend who wrote to me a while back and told me that he had encountered some strange things.” Browder poured some red wine on the glass in front of Hetock and continued: “He said he had just returned from France. Returning from vacation, inexplicably received a letter from the Ministry of Magic because he had used the Flying Charm in France. However, in reality, he had just finished first grade and had not yet mastered how to use the Flying Charm."

Hertok opened his mouth, but remained silent.

"This is a gift he brought back to me from a vacation in France. Muggle red wine, it feels very good." Brod finished, looking at Hetock with a half-smile.

No matter how stupid he is, he can still understand the meaning of Brod's words. The child in the other party's mouth is probably the boy who picked up his golden membership card.

"What's his name?" Hetok took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

Brood didn't answer immediately, just looked at Hetock calmly, and asked: "What are you going to do with this? Go straight to him and ask for something, or?"

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Hetok couldn't help but blurt out, but regretted it the next moment.

"Of course it has something to do with it." Brod looked up and down Hetok, shook his head and said, "It seems that you need a glass of red wine with ice to calm down."

Hetok was silent, and after a long time he said: "I'm sorry, I'm rude, I've encountered a lot of bad luck recently, and I'm more angry."

"I can understand." Brod didn't blame the other party for being rude, and sent Hetock the letter Albert wrote to himself.

After reading the letter, Hetok looked up and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Not my hope," corrected Broad. "You seem to be causing trouble for my little friend."

"I'll make it up to him." Hetok said quickly.

"Oh, you don't seem to understand my words." Brod interlaced his hands, looked at Hertok, and reminded kindly: "He doesn't need any compensation from you, you just need to clean up your troubles. It came out of a mess."

"The mess?" Hetok repeated softly.

"Isn't it?" Brod asked rhetorically.

"In a way, it's really a mess." Hertok doesn't deny it, "but it's not a big deal."

"It could be a big deal for him," said Broad.

Hetok was silent, nodding again to show that he knew.

"Thank you, Mr. Broad." Hertok stood up to thank the other party, and was about to leave.

"Aren't we going to stay and have a cup of tea together?" Brod asked rhetorically with a smile, "We can sit down and talk..."

"No," Hetok simply refused, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm very busy, I have a lot of things to do, and I don't have much time to enjoy leisure time."

"I think you'll be willing to sit down and chat with me soon." Brod didn't care, and said to Hetock with a smile, "It won't be here next time."

Hetok left the hut in the lake and returned to the lake shore in a small broken boat. He already knew the boy's name, and the next step was to negotiate with the other party and get back his golden membership card.

"He's gone!"

As soon as Hettock's forefoot left, McDoug smiled and sat in the position Hettock had just taken, picked up the other party's untouched wine glass, drank the lipstick, and said with a wink, "It tastes good. But Anderson didn't even send me a bottle."

"Because I'm his professor!" Brod stroked his beard and smiled happily.

"Do you think Hetok will succeed?".

"If he cleans up the mess he made, he'll get his stuff back," Brod said with a smile.

"By the way, why are you seeing Hetock here with me?" McDoug asked again.

That's right, the Lake Lodge is actually one of McDoug's homes. Although it's called a lodge, it's actually a small manor.

"The guy definitely won't get that gold membership card back, and when he comes here to find me, he'll definitely find no one," Brod said happily.

"How did you guess it was a gold membership card." McDoug asked rhetorically.

"Otherwise, what do you think would make Hertok bother to find it?" Brod said happily.

"Then why..."

"Why did it fail?" Brod asked rhetorically.

"Hmm."

"Anderson is different from the other kids," Brod said softly. "If Hetok wants to settle this with compensation, he's going to be in the dark."

"Well, I heard that Rowena plans to go to Hogwarts to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." McDoug suddenly changed the subject~IndoMTL.com~This..." Brod sipped his lipstick and wine , frowned.

McDoug's tone became very serious, his brow furrowed slightly, "What is he doing at Hogwarts?"

"Does Gerber know about this?" Brod asked suddenly.

"I don't know for now." McDoug shook his head and said, "Go to him and ask what's going on!"

"Gerber will definitely not tell Rowena about the inheritance because of his relatives." Broad shook his head and directly rejected the most likely thing: "As Smith's direct line, he must have seen some relevant records. Luo Wenner is very smart, and he probably guessed something from these records."

"He is very smart, but unfortunately his personality is not suitable." McDoug said softly: "And... Forget it, anyway, there are two suitable candidates now, and it's good to choose one of them."

"Well, until then, watch them."

"I will." McDougall shook the goblet with a smile. "This wine is good. By the way, I won the last bet!"

"I remember that most of your books were given away!" Brod shook his head helplessly and said, "How many have you sold in total?"

"It should be half, right?" McDougall thought for a while, then said with a smile, "I am willing to admit defeat."

"Okay, he's yours." Broad pointed to the open bottle of red wine. After speaking, he picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a small glass.

"Come on, let's find Gerber together and figure this out." McDoug tapped the cork with his wand, and it jumped back onto the bottle and re-stopped.

McDoug picked up half a bottle of red wine and walked towards the fireplace. Broad followed behind McDoug and disappeared into the fireplace with green flames.