Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 182: Apologize

"Oh, God, Mafalda, what the **** happened, who made her angry?" Rufus put the half-drinked drink on his desk and looked up at the sound 's office, and asked the director's assistant.

"Someone sent a letter." Mafalda glanced at the door of the office and whispered, "And then, it became like this."

Unlike Rufus, Mafalda is a bit intimidated by her boss, and takes extra care when talking about her, lest she lose her current job.

"A letter?" Rufus didn't understand, but he didn't ask any further questions. He also knew the character of his boss.

Yes, a letter, a torn letter.

The head of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic has never been so angry that she feels threatened, and the person who threatens her is Hetok Dagworth.

She's no stranger to the name.

Hettock Dagworth had come once a few days ago, but she had flatly refused.

This time, Hetok didn't come, but sent her a letter that probably meant: If you don't apologize to him, it's up to me to apologize, via the Daily Prophet.

Hertok even had his apology written and sent in an envelope.

Even if she didn't read the script, she knew the consequences of having a potions master like Hetok Dagworth apologize in the Daily Prophet for the trouble she had caused.

No one would think that Hetok Dagworth was making a fuss. They would think why the Ministry of Magic blundered and needed an apology from the Potions Master.

Then, it's her luck.

The worst case is that she loses her current position. Many people are staring at her position, and those colleagues who are usually bad friends will definitely give her a ride.

Apologies, this is the only thing that can be done at the moment.

Let Hetok Dagworth get his gold membership card back smoothly, or...who knows what else he will do.

It is incomprehensible why things have turned out this way.

The problem still needs to be solved.

Who's the guy Huttock asked him to apologize to?

"Mafalda."

The head of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic had long since forgotten who was causing her trouble, but she knew her aides knew, and Mafalda was one of the few.

Finally, after Mafalda searched the archives, she wrote a letter of apology herself. In fact, it's enough to let your assistant write it, but... in the end, I didn't do it, so as not to cause any more trouble.

How could the head of the Office for Prohibiting the Abuse of Magic be a brainless person?

This matter, bear with it, it will pass, bear with it...the quill in my hand is bent.

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Albert leaves from Rowena's office on the weekend afternoon. Professor Smith is good at many things, and the two have a lot in common.

The academic exchange between the two parties has skyrocketed Albert's skills and experience.

Just after returning to the lounge, a senior boy called out to Albert and handed him a letter. The envelope only had the recipient's name, but not the sender's name. It was very strange, but Albert knew the letter was from the Ministry of Magic when he saw the W on the beeswax.

Albert had guessed the contents of the letter and opened it on the spot.

Mr Anderson:

We received a letter from Mr. Hetock...

Albert took a quick glance, all of which were hypocritical words of evasion, and the so-called apology was completely insincere, but Albert did not expect the other party to really apologize.

Albert was more concerned about the sender's name, Dolores Umbridge, Director (Director) of the Misuse of Magic Division at the Ministry of Magic.

"Dolores Umbridge?" Albert repeated softly, looking at the sender's name.

Then, Albert frowned slightly and murmured: "Umbridge? I seem to have some impression, Ministry of Magic? Umbridge... Hogwarts professor... Defense Against the Dark Arts... Pink...toad...Hogwarts High Inquisitor!"

"Oh, it's that guy!" Albert suddenly woke up and finally remembered who this guy was.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor in Part 5? Unexpectedly, that guy still prohibits the abuse of the Director of the Magic Department.

At this moment, Albert understood why Hertok hated this woman so much.

Ugly woman is not an exaggeration at all!

In Albert's scattered memories, Umbridge is a self-righteous, unreasonable, controlling woman who wants to break through the sky.

Expect her to apologize?

It's a bit difficult. It's really embarrassing for Hetok. It's not easy for him to get back that gold membership card.

Albert checked the envelope and compared it to the notes of the warning letter in memory, which should not have been written by the guy named Mafalda Hopekirk.

Actually, there is another clue.

The writing on the parchment was so deep that the writer seemed eager to poke a hole in it.

This is enough to show that the writer was in a very emotional mood.

If Albert knew that Umbridge had paid five quills to write this letter, it would not be described as mere excitement~IndoMTL.com~ In Albert's opinion, if the other party could Taking these details into account, he can only say that this is the case.

However, this is very unlikely.

However, knowing that Dolores Umbridge is the head of the Ministry of Magic's Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, it's not hard for Albert to understand why she would let the Dementors attack Harry.

After all, as the head of the Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, she is naturally very aware of the relevant laws.

"What's the matter, whose letter is it?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Ministry of Magic, that last time is settled." Albert folded the letter and stuffed it back into his robe pocket, "Where are you going?"

"Library, together?"

"Okay, wait for me, just about to go to the library to check something." Albert returned to the dormitory to get something.

"Check things?" Lee Jordan suddenly said, "A riddle?"

"What riddle?"

"You don't know?" Lee Jordan looked at Shanna in amazement.

"Know what?" Shanna asked, confused.

"Albert and Katrina's bet!" Lee Jordan explained with a smile: "I heard that they made a bet to answer the mystery. I heard Albert and Katrina say in the morning that the time is estimated at In the middle of the year, see who can answer one hundred riddles correctly."

"One hundred riddles?" Shanna couldn't help widening her eyes. The riddles were not too difficult for her, but it was not easy to answer one hundred riddles correctly.

There is no doubt that this is a contest between two geniuses.

“Who do you think will win?” Lee Jordan asked Shanna.

"It goes without saying, of course it's Albert." Shanna said of course, "that guy is a real genius, how could he possibly lose to others."