"Thank you, unfortunate."

Rufus stopped, looked down at the drink spilled on him, and looked up at the back that had hit him and was gradually moving away. He was quite annoyed. He didn't expect to encounter such a bad luck early in the morning.

Rufus took up his wand, removed the stains from his body, looked at Hopkirk nearby, frowned and asked, "What is going on here, why did Hertok Duggworth come here? The temper was so hot early."

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

"We had a fight?" Rufus really didn't understand Hopkirk's words. It was a strange thing to be able to meet Dragworth at the Ministry of Magic. "

"There is another problem with the trace." Hopkirk hesitated for a moment, lowering his voice and said: "This matter seems to be related to Daggerworth, so he came to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning. However, things seem to be broken. So I broke up unhappy."

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

And things actually fell apart, which feels a bit weird.

Hertok Dagworth has a high status in potions, and he is also a member of Wizengamo. In such a small matter, the Ministry of Magic will give a bit of face, but the matter actually fell apart. ?

No matter how he thought about it, Rufus felt incredible about it.

Hertok Dagworth is in a bad mood 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 paid very little attention to the affairs of the Ministry of Magic, he had heard of the affairs of the current director. It is said that as long as she drank too much Sydney wine, she would start to tell others cruel and unforgiving viewpoints.

It's impossible to get in touch with such a person.

The other party directly refused to write an apology.

Even if Hertok has made things clear, and said that after taking back his gold membership card, he is willing to pay the other party a sum of money privately to express his gratitude.

However, it was rejected.

In her words, there has never been a problem with the trace of the Ministry of Magic, and she has never received an explanation letter from the other party.

Therefore, this matter is directly discussed.

Standing at the door of the house, Hertok took a deep breath, ready to see Brod again, to hear if the other party could give him some **** advice.

Since the loss of the gold membership card, Hertok has been in a bad mood and his temper has become increasingly grumpy.

When Hertok went to the cottage in the lake again, he found that he could not find a specific location.

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

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

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

The other party used advanced magic to completely hide the hut in the lake.

Hurtok considered himself a master of potions, but he was not smart in terms of spells.

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

Just as the potion 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 Hurtok, and then stretched out his palm. The latter understood what the other party meant, and the house elf took him the moment he reached out. The phantom has appeared.

When Hertok recovered, he found that he was standing in front of a house, and the person he was looking for, was sitting at the table in the yard, and said hello with a smile.

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

"Failed?" Although Bud Brod was asking, his tone was pretty sure that the other party had failed.

"That guy doesn't want to, **** it, I explained things to him and her clearly." Hertok poured himself another glass and drank it all in one breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart. He also knew his current tone. very bad.

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

"Well, that little guy is a bit clever." Hertok frowned when he said of Albert, and stared at Brod with blame. "He seems to have known that I would go to him for a gold membership card. The gold membership card is hidden."

"Clever?" Brod ignored Hertok's gaze, and he didn't agree with the other party's evaluation.

"Isn't it?" Hertok pouted.

"I reminded you long ago, don't use those little tricks that can't get on the table." Brod looked at Hertok and reminded again: "Don't expect to see each other next time, he will give you a good look. "

"Otherwise, you say, what else can I do?" Hertok drank another cup and placed the teacup heavily on the table. "I just went to talk to the old woman, and she refused, she should say directly I denied it."

"In the middle, do you say I am easy?" Hertok couldn't help complaining, "I just want to get my membership card back."

"What did he say to deal with the gold card?"

"Who, that boy?" Hertok frowned deeply, recalled for a while and said, "It seems that I would melt the gold membership card and sell it to Muggle World."

"It's not much different from what I expected." Brod nodded and reminded: "Don't try to make him succumb, you will not succeed, and you will be unlucky."

"I'm curious, why do you value that boy so much, talent, talent, or other reasons?" Hertok looked at Brod suspiciously, and asked puzzledly.

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Brod didn't want to talk more about it.

"I'm very curious." Hertok asked.

"Probably my vision is better than you." Brod said a sneer, "So, I am optimistic about him."

Hertok was silent, he naturally did not believe in such nonsense.

"If you want to get your gold membership card back, I'm afraid you can only do it from the Ministry of Magic." Brod reminded, "Please don't ignore my reminder, otherwise you will definitely be unlucky."

Ever since, Brod discovered that Albert dared to break into the forbidden forest in the middle of the night, and was able to knock down a large group of spiders in the group of eight-eyed giant spiders~www.mtlnovel.com~ and rescue Fred and George, he knew that Albert was not as simple as he thought.

It is said that the wand matches the personality of the owner. Albert's wand is made of redwood, which means that Albert may already have the ability to turn dangers into danger.

In other words, Albert is not like the students of Gryffindor, who just broke into the forbidden forest because of recklessness, but a means he had prepared to retreat, even if Brod did not appear Own way.

You know, Albert is only twelve years old!

Since that incident, Broad's evaluation of Albert has been very high.

If Hertok really hits his head, he will probably hit an iron plate directly, causing himself to be beaten.

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

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