"Thanks, bad luck. ”

Rufus stopped, looked down at the drink spilled on his body, and looked up at the back of the one who had hit him and gradually faded away, quite annoyed, he didn't expect to encounter such bad luck early in the morning.

Rufus picked up his wand, removed the stains from his body, looked at nearby Hopcock, frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on, how did Hertok Dagworth come here, and he has such a hot temper early in the morning." ”

"They just had a fight. Hopcock pointed to the door of the director's office and reminded, "Don't ask. ”

"Got a fight?" Rufus really didn't understand Hopcock's words, it was strange enough to meet Dagworth at the Ministry of Magic. ”

"There's a problem with the traces again. Hopcock hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "This matter seems to be related to Dagworth, which is why he came to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning." However, things seemed to fall apart, so they broke up. ”

"It's not a big deal. Rufus was even more puzzled, talking about traces, mostly with underage wizards. However, it is strange enough to be able to let Dagworth, the Potions Master, make a trip himself.

And things actually fell apart, which feels a little incredible.

Hertok Dagworth has a very high status in potions, and he himself is a member of the Wizengamot, how can the Ministry of Magic give some face in such a trivial matter, but the matter actually fell apart?

Regardless, it was something Rufus found incredible.

......

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

Although Hertok paid little attention to the affairs of the Ministry of Magic, he had heard a few things about the current director. It is said that whenever she drinks too much Sydney, she will start to tell others something cruel and heartless.

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 said that after getting back the gold membership card, he is willing to pay a sum of money to the other party privately to express his gratitude.

However, it was still denied.

In her words, there had been no problem with the Ministry of Magic's traces, and she had never received a letter of explanation.

Therefore, the matter fell apart directly.

Hetok stood at the door of the house, took a deep breath, and prepared to go see Broad again to see if he could give him some damn advice.

Ever since he lost his Gold membership card, Hertok has been in a bad mood and has become more and more grumpy.

When Hertok went to the lake hut again, he found that he could not find the exact location.

"It's really not going well. Hetok looked at the lake and muttered. He found that he could not find Broad, and even an owl could not deliver the letter.

"What the hell is going on? What the hell is Broad doing?"

Hertok looked at the lake with annoyance, 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 advanced magic to completely hide the lake hut.

Hetok considered himself a master of potions, but he was not a master when it came to spells.

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

Just as the Potions Master turned to leave, he suddenly noticed a house-elf silently appearing behind him.

"Please follow me," the house-elf stepped forward, bowing slightly towards Hetok, before holding out his palm, who had already understood what the other meant, and the moment he stretched out his hand, he was manifested by the house-elf with an apparition.

When Hertok came back to his senses, he found himself standing in front of a house, and the man he was looking for was sitting at a table in the courtyard, smiling and greeting him.

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

"Failed?" Bud Blod asked, but his tone was sure that the other party had failed.

"That guy doesn't want to, damn it, I've explained it to him and her. Hetok poured himself another glass and drank it all in one gulp, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and he also knew that his tone was not good.

"I'm not talking about it, I'm saying you went to Albert?"

"Well, that little guy is a little clever. Speaking of Albert, Hertock frowned and stared at Broad with a reproachful gaze, "He seems to have known that I would go to him to ask for a gold membership card, and he would have hid the gold membership card a long time ago." ”

"Clever?" Blod ignored Hetok's gaze, and didn't quite agree with the other party's assessment.

"Isn't it?" Hertok pouted.

"I warned you a long time ago, don't use those small tricks that don't make it to the table. Brod looked at Hertok and reminded again, "Don't expect the next time you see each other, he will give you a good look." ”

"Otherwise, you say, what else can I do?" Hetok took another drink and placed the cup heavily on the table, "I just went to talk to the old woman, and she rejected it outright, I should say. ”

"Sandwiched in the middle, do you think I'm easy?" Hertok couldn't help but grumble, "I just want to get my membership card back." ”

"What did he say would do with the gold card?"

"Who, that boy?" Hetock frowned deeply and recalled for a moment before he said, "It seems that he said that he would melt the gold membership card and sell it in the Muggle world." ”

"Not much as I expected. Broad nodded and reminded, "Don't try to get him to succumb, you won't succeed and you'll be unlucky." ”

"I'm curious, why do you think so highly of that boy, talent, talent, or something else?" Hertok asked, looking at Blod in confusion.

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

"I'm curious. Hertok asked.

"Probably because I have a better vision than you. Broad said a bad joke, "So, I'm bullish on him." ”

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

"If you want to get your Gold membership card back, I'm afraid you'll have to start with the Ministry of Magic. "Please don't ignore my reminder, or you'll be out of luck." ”

Ever since Broad discovered that Albert dared to break into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, and was able to take down a large group of spiders surrounded by a swarm of eight-eyed spiders, and save Fred and George, he knew that Albert was not as simple as he thought.

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

In other words, Albert did not break into the Forbidden Forest just because of recklessness, like the Gryffindor students, but he had already prepared a means to get out of the way, and even if Broder did not appear, he had his own methods.

You know, Albert is only twelve years old!

Since that incident, Broad has had a very high opinion of Albert.

If Hertok really hit his head, he would probably hit an iron plate directly, causing his head to bleed.

However, Hertock was in a terrible mood right now, and was 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 him, at least not to make the second meeting worse.

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