The History of Magic was boring, and the entire classroom was drowsy during the lesson, and it wasn't until the bell rang for the end of the class that everyone regained their energy.

By the time it was time before dinner, Albert was ready to write back to the others. One of the advantages of keeping in touch with those famous wizards is that when discussing and researching a certain field, the experience grows very quickly, but the price to pay is to spend a lot of time and energy writing back.

After all, we are all professionals, and most of the content of the letters, except for a simple greeting, is about academic questions or opinions on a certain field.

To be honest, such a letter is much higher than writing a manuscript for an academic journal, but the content is a little informal.

But no one really cares about it, and for them, it's enough to be able to explain it.

Albert would often write with his doubts and new ideas, and if he did, he would be happy to help answer and discuss.

Albert ate alone in the auditorium, while Fred and George went to the Quidditch player selection, and Lee Jordan went to cheer them on and watch the selection process.

After dinner, Albert went back to the Gryffindor common room, put his bag back in the study, and then appeared in front of the stone monster at the entrance of the headmaster's room just before seven o'clock in the evening.

"Mead. Albert commanded the stone monster.

The stone monster suddenly came to life and jumped to the side, revealing a gap hidden behind it.

Albert stepped through the gap in the wall and stepped up the spiral stone staircase, which the monster closed again, and the stone staircase began to rise slowly, leading him to a wooden door with a brass knocker.

"Is this a magical elevator?" Albert couldn't help but mutter, pulling his pocket watch out of his pocket, checking the time, and knocking on the wooden door of Dumbledore's office on time.

The next moment, the office door opened.

"Good evening, Headmaster. Albert nodded slightly at Dumbledore.

"Come in, Mr. Anderson. Dumbledore smiled.

It was Albert's first visit to the Headmaster's office, and it was a circular room with photographs of the Headmasters of Hogwarts hanging on the walls, all pretending to be asleep.

Albert wasn't the only visitor to the office, and that wasn't really surprising.

Hertok Dagworth arrived early.

"Hertok told me that there was a little misunderstanding between you. Dumbledore said to Albert, "He wants to sit down and talk to you calmly, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

"Yes, a minor misunderstanding. Albert nodded and said, "I also hope that this matter can be resolved smoothly." ”

"No, no. After all, he is a master of potions. Albert's tone was calm, but Dumbledore couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, obviously hearing Albert's meaning.

Hertock Dagworth is a Potions Master.

Who knows what he'll mix into his drink?

For example: Truth Tellers.

"Oh, that's a shame. Dumbledore glanced at Hetock, who was silent, and was not too optimistic about the outcome of the meeting.

The relationship between the two sides is no longer unfriendly as Hetok said.

"I went to the Ministry of Magic two days ago. "Hetok finally spoke, "I went to talk to the other party about it, but the short, fat ugly woman just wouldn't admit it, and she didn't want to apologize." ”

"I just suddenly couldn't hear it. Dumbledore pretended not to hear Hertock.

"That's a pity. Albert shrugged his shoulders, but there was no regret in his expressionless face.

"One hundred, no, five hundred Galleons. Hertock offered his own price, "There's really nothing I can do about it over there at the Ministry of Magic. ”

"Why don't you bribe the other party?" asked Albert curiously.

"I'd rather give this money to you than to that nasty ugly woman. Hertok had a look of disgust on his face, apparently not liking the woman in his mouth: "One thousand Galleons, give me back the gold membership card." ”

"I see. Albert nodded and said, "Ten thousand Galleons, I'll give you back the card." ”

"Ten thousand Galleons, are you crazy? This is naked blackmail. Hertock's face flushed in an instant, and he was almost amused by Albert's words, and he felt that he was sincere enough.

"Yes, I do blackmail you right now. Albert admitted it directly.

These words made Hertock's heart choked, and even Dumbledore couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the two of them never thought that Albert would admit it so simply.

"Mr. Anderson, how would you be willing to return your Gold membership card to Hertock?" Dumbledore interjected.

"Quite simply, Dagworth solved the trouble he had caused and apologized to me personally by letter to the Director of the Office for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic. Albert said his terms, stretched out his hands to Dumbledore helplessly, and said, "I don't think I'm asking too much. ”

"That's it?" Dumbledore said, frowning. He had noticed that Albert had called Hertock by his last name, apparently not having any liking for him.

"Always, I just need Dagworth to solve the trouble he caused for me, and I'll give him the gold card back, no Gareons and no thank-you gifts. Albert asked rhetorically, "That's fair, isn't it, Headmaster Dumbledore." ”

"That's true. Dumbledore admitted that Albert's approach was fine, and that he couldn't fault anything at all, because the other party's request was completely reasonable, which made it seem that Hertock was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Sometimes, it's not just a matter of reason. Hertok said annoyedly.

"I know, so I didn't reason with you, I'm threatening you right now. When Albert said the threat, it was almost as if he was telling someone what he was going to eat today.

"Mr. Anderson...... "Dumbledore knew that this was the only way to go, and that he didn't want to get that gold card back unless Hertock did what he asked too much.

"I know what you mean, Professor Dumbledore, but unfortunately I don't see any sincerity in Dagworth. Albert's voice was calm, and it was precisely because it was calm that Hertok felt a deep sense of unease, "In my opinion, face is given to each other, Dagworth doesn't give me face, and you still expect me to give him face?"

Dumbledore was very surprised, to be honest, he had a good impression of Albert, but he never thought that the young boy in front of him would have such a tough side.

"As I said, I've gone to the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, but she doesn't agree, I can't do anything about it. Hertok gradually calmed down.

"Then use a special method. Albert said.

"In a particular way?" Hetok repeated.

"If the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic is still unwilling to apologize for the mistake, just ask the new director to apologize. Albert said calmly, "You go to the Daily Prophet and publish an apology paper that puts all the blame on the head of the Director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic." Anyway, this incident itself is the fault of the Ministry of Magic, and the fault of the Director of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic himself. If you don't know how to use it well, I can recommend you a journalist who is very good at this kind of thing, as long as you are willing to pay a little Galleon. ”

Not only Hertock's eyes widened, but even Dumbledore looked at Albert in surprise.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just telling the truth. Albert shrugged his shoulders and said. "Of course, I don't want the Ministry of Magic staff to show up near my house afterwards. To be honest, I've never doubted the way the people at the Ministry of Magic behave. ”

Hertok suddenly felt chills all over his body.

The boy in front of him was just telling the truth, but the fact that he said in a calm tone made Hertok feel very bad.

He even felt that if he used a strong method, perhaps, the other party would have thought about how to deal with him.

Like he said, that's what happened.

Terrible facts.

"I know what to do. Hetok was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Although I can't understand why you want that damn letter of apology, I think you will soon receive a personal apology letter from the head of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic at the Ministry of Magic." ”

"You want to know why I want to?" Albert narrowed his eyes at Hertock and then turned his head to Dumbledore.

The latter seemed to be very interested.

Hertok nodded as well.

"It's not my fault, so why should I endure that, and why should I have to pay for the Ministry's mistakes?" Albert asked rhetorically.

Hertok opened his mouth and did not speak.

"If you do something wrong, just apologize to me, this is already the cheapest and most peaceful way to solve it. Albert curled the corners of his mouth contemptuously, "My family has taught me since I was a child that when others are unwilling to solve problems by peaceful means, then there is no need to be polite, just go up and punch the other party, and beat him until he is willing to solve the problem peacefully." ”

Whether it was Dumbledore or Hertock, the expressions on their faces froze.

Of course, they didn't think there was a problem with Albert's tutoring, after all, he was still willing to solve the problem peacefully first.

It's just that this kind of thing happened to Hertok, which really gave him an incomparably headache. He found out that he was the unlucky guy who had been punched in the face.

"Why don't you want Galleons? A thousand Galleons is a lot of money to anyone?" Hetok relieved, and was not in a hurry to leave, and sat down to talk to Albert kindly.

As Albert said, if you give me face, I will give you face.

"Knowledge is the greatest asset of mankind. Albert said without thinking.

Hertok was stunned for a moment, but listened to the other party continue, "This means that knowledge equals wealth, and as long as you have enough knowledge and find the right way, you can quickly turn it into wealth." ”

Hertok was speechless, and although he felt that this statement was far-fetched, he knew that he was persuaded by the other party.

Albert is an expert in magic scripts, which means that his words are actually self-confidence.

"I now understand why Broad thinks so highly of you, he really can't see people than I can see. Hertock sighed and stretched out his hand to Albert and said, "I'll settle this matter soon, if you are interested in potions, or if you have any questions, you can write to me." ”

"If so, I'll write to you, Mr. Dagworth. Albert nodded.

"If you don't like the Ministry of Magic, you can fix it yourself. I believe that with your talent, you will be able to reach the position of Minister of Magic in thirty years at the latest. Before leaving, Hertock suddenly turned back and said, "Broad's circle is wider than you think. ”

"I'm not interested in those things. ”

"That's a pity!" Hertock disappeared into the fireplace.

"It seems that this matter is perfectly solved. Dumbledore looked at Albert with a smile, "I think Filius must have been disappointed that you didn't go to Ravenclaw." ”

"With the exception of Slytherin, the rest of the houses are suitable for me. With that, Albert turned and left.