Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 175: It’s not easy

"Thank you, bad luck."

Rufus stopped, looked down at the drink spilled on his body, and then looked up at the back that bumped into him and gradually moved away. He was quite annoyed. He didn't expect to encounter such a Bad luck.

Rufus picked up his wand, removed the smudge from himself, looked at nearby Hopekirk, frowned and asked, "What's going on, how did Hetock Dagworth come here? And he's so hot-tempered early in the morning."

"They just had a fight." Hopekirk pointed to the door of the director's office and reminded: "Don't ask more."

"A quarrel?" Rufus really didn't understand what Hopkirk said, and it was unusual enough to see Dagworth at the Ministry of Magic. "

"There is a problem with the trace again." Hopekirk hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "This matter seems to be related to Dagworth, which is why he came to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning. However, the matter It seems that the conversation broke down, so it broke up unhappily."

"It's not a big deal." Rufus was even more puzzled. When it came to Zongsi, most of them were underage wizards. However, it is rare enough to have the potions master Dagworth make a trip in person,

And it's kind of weird that things are falling apart.

Hertok Dagworth has a high status in potions, and is a member of the Wizengamot himself. The Ministry of Magic will give some face to such trivial matters, but the matter is actually Talk broke?

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

……

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

Although Hertok pays little attention to the Ministry of Magic, he has heard a bit about the current Director. It is said that as long as she drank too much sherry, she would start to make some shockingly cruel opinions to others.

It is impossible to negotiate with such a person.

The other party directly refused to write an apology.

Even though, Hertok has made the matter clear, and expressed his willingness to pay the other party a sum of money privately to express his gratitude after taking back the gold membership card.

However, it was rejected.

In her words, the Ministry of Magic's traces have never had a problem, and she has never received a letter of explanation from the other party.

So, it just fell apart.

Hetok stood at the door, taking a deep breath, ready to meet Brod again to see if he could offer him some **** advice.

Since the loss of the Gold Membership Card, Huttock has been in a bad mood and his temper has become more and more grumpy.

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 murmured, looking at the lake. He found that he couldn't find Brod, and even the owl couldn't deliver the letter.

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

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

The other party used deep magic to completely hide the cabin in the lake.

Hetok considers himself a master potions master, but not so much when it comes to spells.

He tried to find the dilapidated pier and boat, but walked around the lake and found nothing, as if the memories in his mind were false.

Just as the Potions Master turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly found a house elf quietly appearing behind him.

"Please come with me," the house elf stepped forward, bowed slightly towards Hetok, and then stretched out his palm. The latter already understood what the other party meant, and the moment he stretched out his hand, he was raised by the house elf. The elf has 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 and greeted him with a smile.

"What the **** are you doing!" Hertok was in a bad mood, he quickly stepped forward and sat in the armchair opposite Broad, poured himself a cup of black tea, and drank it all in one go.

"Failed?" Although Bud Broad was asking, his tone was certain that the other party had failed.

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

"I didn't mean this, I mean you went to Albert?"

"Well, that little guy is a little smart." Hetock said about Albert, and couldn't help frowning, staring at Brod with reproach, "He seems to have known that I would go to him for a gold membership card, The gold membership card has been hidden for a long time."

"Smart?" Brod ignored Hetock's gaze, and did not agree with the other party's evaluation.

"Isn't it?" Hetok pouted.

"I reminded you a long time ago, don't use those little tricks that don't make it to the top." Brod looked at Hetock and reminded again: "You don't expect to see each other next time, he will give you a good face. Look."

"Otherwise, you say, 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 simply refused, It should be said that this matter is directly denied."

"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?" Hertok frowned deeply, recalled for a while, and said, "It seems that he said he would fuse the gold membership card and sell it in the Muggle world."

"It's almost the same as I expected." Brod nodded and reminded: "Don't try to make him give in, you will not succeed, and you will be unlucky because of it."

"I'm curious, why do you value that boy so much~IndoMTL.com~talent, talent, or something else?" Hetok looked at Brod in confusion and asked inexplicably.

"It's none of your business." Broad didn't want to talk about it.

"I'm curious," Hetok asked.

"Probably my vision is better than yours." Brod made a cold joke, "So, I'm optimistic about him."

Hetok was silent, naturally he didn't believe such nonsense.

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

Since Brod discovered that Albert dared to break into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, he could knock down a large group of spiders and save Fred and George while surrounded by the giant eight-eyed spider swarm. I know that Albert is not as simple as imagined.

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

In other words, Albert is not like Gryffindor's students, who just broke into the Forbidden Forest because of recklessness, but he has already prepared a means to get out, even if Brod doesn't show up , he also has his own way.

You know, Albert is only twelve years old!

Browd has spoken very highly of Albert since that incident.

If Hetok did hit him head on, he would probably hit an iron plate directly, causing his head to bleed.

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