The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 169: Adults like to shame

If the mess of the Ministry of Magic does not appear, this summer vacation is undoubtedly perfect.

Even if he can’t use magic during the summer vacation, Albert still has many things to do, such as reading books that he didn’t have much time to read before~www.mtlnovel.com~ has always been one of Albert’s interests, not to mention reading books. Why not take advantage of experience?

On the last night, Herb took his family to an Italian restaurant and enjoyed authentic Italian seafood noodles, which tasted really good.

After returning home, they huddled together on the sofa, eating snacks and chatting while watching the latest funny TV series.

Before ten o'clock, Daisy boiled hot cocoa for everyone and went to bed after drinking.

The next morning, Tom woke Albert again with his furry tail.

The neatly dressed Albert walked to the table, opened the drawer with the key, and took out the gold card from it.

There was also a letter pressed on the desk. The letter that Professor Brod wrote to himself, in addition to explaining some of the use of magic skills, also vaguely mentioned one thing: Hertok had visited him.

Well, the meaning of this sentence is that Hertok knew that Jinka was with him.

However, Albert didn't care, he would put the gold card in a letter, and then give it to Shera, so she could send the letter to Grandpa Luke. Then, Grandpa Luke sent it to Hogwarts by mail.

If Hector wanted to use other methods to get the gold card back, there would be no doors, let alone windows.

Albert had already decided that if the other party didn't settle the matter, don't even think about getting the gold card back from him.

Anyway, his request is not excessive.

Since you caused the trouble, go and settle the trouble for me.

As for how to settle this matter, it doesn't matter to Albert.

The breakfast was very rich. Daisy made Albert's favorite food and helped prepare a ham sandwich.

At 8:30, the family set off on time for Kings Cross Station.

Unfortunately, today's luck seems not so good. There was a traffic jam on the way to London, and there seemed to be a traffic accident on the road ahead. When Albert arrived at the station, it was already a quarter past ten.

Herb helped find the trolley for pushing luggage and unloaded Albert's box from the car.

"You won't take Tom away, will you?" Nia asked, hugging Tom.

"No, Tom will stay at home with you." Albert touched his sister's head, "I believe you can take good care of yourself and Tom."

"Don't touch the lady's head." Niya pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, but did not dodge. "Remember to write to me and don't forget about the photos."

"I know, I won't forget." Albert reached out and touched Tom's head, and exhorted: "Don't eat too much, otherwise no one will hold your big fat cat in the future."

"Meow!" Tom yelled, not knowing if he was protesting or what, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"If you need to buy a flying broom, use this gallon." Herb pushed the luggage in front of Albert, took out a bag of Gallon from the car and handed it to Albert, spread his hands and hugged him. He smiled and said, "I look forward to seeing you playing."

"If I can find a wizard who knows how to take pictures, you will see the photos." Albert reminded him with a smile and shook his head. "But don't expect too much."

"See you on Christmas holiday!" Daisy gave Albert a hug, kissed him on the cheek, and exhorted, "If you have any trouble, you can write to us to discuss."

"I will." Albert looked at Nia, spreading his hands.

Nia handed the cat to Daisy, stepped forward and gave Albert a big hug.

"Okay, see you on holiday." Albert pushed the luggage trolley and trot towards the wall between platforms 9 and 10.

Anyway, there was no one else at this time, so Albert didn't specifically hide, he went straight through the wall and entered platform nine and three-quarters from the side.

He looked up and saw the Hogwarts express train, and the little sense of loss disappeared completely. After returning to the magic world, he could use magic.

The scarlet steam locomotive was spewing smoke, and there were wizards on the platform who had come to send their children to the train.

When Albert pushed his luggage toward the train door, someone suddenly stood in front of him. He stopped, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in a suit and tie in front of him, squinting his eyes.

He has a good memory, and he recognizes who this person is at a glance.

Hertok.

Didn't expect to meet each other here?

Although it was indeed a bit unexpected, it was also within his expectation.

Albert's face stiffened, but soon returned to normal. He pretended that he didn't know each other, and was about to pass by with his luggage.

However, Hertok spoke first.

"Albert Anderson!" There was a little excitement in Hertock's tone, and he looked at the boy in front of him. He was sure that the guy in front of him had picked up his golden membership card.

"Are you?" Albert asked, pretending to be suspicious.

"Hertok Duggworth." Hertok introduced himself.

"I don't know." Albert replied bluntly, "Is there anything you want to do with me? Don't stop here if you have nothing to do."

Hertok's face twitched, and he had never seen such a shameless guy.

In the magic world, Hertok is a very famous potion master, and most people who know him will be very kind to Hertok.

However, the boy before him is an exception.

However, Hertok was not angry either. According to the information he collected, Albert was a Muggle wizard who was about to enter the second grade at Hogwarts. He did not know anything about the magic world, and it was normal not to know himself.

"We met once in France, at the Opera House," Hertok reminded, "Romeo and Juliet"

"Oh, you were there at the time." Albert looked at Hertok, and said, "What then? If you have anything, just say it, don't waste everyone's time."

"Hmm!" Hertok looked at Albert in a daze. He didn't expect the other party to be so direct, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I know you picked up a gold card, it's a card made of gold."

The boy in front of him was different from the twelve-year-old boy in Hertok's impression. It was really... not easy to say, anyway.

"Well, it did happen." Albert admitted, simply astonishing Hertok.

"I hope you can return the gold membership card to me." Hertok paused and said again: "Of course, as a thank you for helping me find it, I will give you a gift."

"Thanks?" Albert looked up at Hertok with interest. "What kind of thanks?"

"Twenty gallons." Hertok said awkwardly, "I don't know what gift you like, but I think this money should allow you to buy a gift you like. I hope you won't feel offended. Up."

"No." Albert shook his head.

"So..." Hertok took out the money bag he had prepared beforehand and was about to pass it to Albert, but the latter did not accept it.

"Actually, even if you don't give me a thank you gift, I will return that gold card to you." Albert added with a smile, "Of course, it would be best if you are willing to give me a sum of money. But... …"

"But what?" Hertok couldn't help but squeeze, and the premonition of a bad heart deepened.

"At first, when I just left the opera house, Jinka showed signs of flying away." Albert said to Hertok: "You used the flying curse on Jinka, right!"

Hertok opened his mouth and did not speak, but he undoubtedly acquiesced in this matter.

"Later, shortly after I returned home, the British Ministry of Magic sent me this letter." Albert reached into his pocket, took out the warning letter sent to him by the Ministry of Magic, and handed it to Hertok. , Continue to say: "How should I say? This incident has nothing to do with me. Given that the Ministry of Magic had a similar Oolong incident last year, I am not surprised."

"What do you want me to do?" Hertok seemed to have realized what Albert wanted to say, and Brod's words might be fulfilled.

"Yeah." Albert said to himself. "Actually, I have written a letter to the Office of the Ministry of Magic for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, trying to explain it to them, but they seem to ignore my letter. I think my letter was probably thrown directly into the trash can."

Hertok's bad feelings grew stronger.

"My request is very simple. Since you caused this matter, I can only trouble you to explain to the Ministry of Magic’s Office for Prohibition of Abuse of Magic. I know they don’t want to listen to my explanation, but if it is you, you will definitely listen. "Come on." Albert said quietly, "Let the Director of the Office of Prohibition of Abuse of Magic of the Ministry of Magic write me a letter to apologize for the Oolong incident that the Ministry of Magic made themselves. After all, they did it themselves. I can’t apologize too much for a mistake. When I receive the letter of apology, I will send you the gold card. As for your Kanon, it’s not necessary. Picking up gold is a good quality, isn’t it?"

"By the way, your name is Hertok Duggworth, right? I remember your name." Albert turned his head and said to Hertok as he left with his luggage, "let the Ministry of Magic The director of the company wrote it himself, so that there would be sincerity, otherwise it would not count."

Hurtock stood there blankly, looking at Albert's leaving back, the muscles on his face twitching constantly, as if his entire face was cramping.

The other party really didn't make any excessive demands.

If he caused trouble to the other party, the other party asked him to clarify the matter, which was supposed to be.

If you make a mistake, you can be forgiven with a simple apology, which shows that the other party is very sincere.

But... want to persuade the Ministry of Magic to apologize?

He looked down at the letter in his hand, even if he didn't need to look at it, he knew what was written in it.

In the end, Hertok decided to take a tougher approach. As for the other party's willingness to accept his gratitude, it was not his concern.

"Golden membership card is flying here." Hertok took out his wand and pointed it in Albert's direction to cast a flying curse.

He had already settled, got the gold membership card and left here, and then asked the owl to send Garon to the other party. As for Albert's answer, it wouldn't matter to Hertok.

However, Hertok was stunned, because after he cast the spell, nothing happened.

The gold membership card did not fly over, indicating that Albert did not keep the gold membership card by his side.

"Don't try, I know you adults like to cheat." Albert stood in front of the car, turned around and said to Hertok, "Don't you think I can't guess what you would do? Don't do nothing. A meaningful attempt, that gold card is indeed in my hand. However, I will not take the blame for that matter. Since you caused the trouble, I will trouble you to solve it."

"By the way, don't use this method that can't be used on the table, otherwise I don't mind re-melting the gold card into gold and selling it in the Muggle gold shop." Albert said with a smile, "I dare Guarantee, it must be more valuable than your twenty gallons."

It's worth it. Albert is not sure, but he is sure he wants the Ministry of Magic to apologize... Humph.

Estimated to be difficult!

He didn't care what Hurtock wanted to do.

If the opponent played insidious tricks, he also had a hundred ways to kill the opponent. Since the last time he went into the forbidden forest and battled with spiders, Albert has changed a lot.

The most intuitive point is that he is stronger than before, and he has the courage to have the strength.

Watching Albert disappear from the back of the carriage, Hurtock fell into a brief silence.

"The guy who can be valued by Brod really isn't that simple." Hertok couldn't help but smile.

His relationship with Brod is indeed very ordinary, but he also knows that the other party has his own circle, and everyone who can enter that circle is an elite in a certain field of the magical world.

Albert Anderson is clearly one of them.

In fact, Hertok didn't want to have **** with each other.

No way, Albert is too young, too young, which means that in twenty years, he will be an expert in a certain field, and the other party will make him feel inexplicably stable.

Looking at the letter paper in his hand, Hertok suddenly realized a terrible fact.

The other party knew he would come to him a long time ago, but just disguised them all?

Did Brod write to him?

However, he knew that Albert had no malice, and because he had no malice, it was the greatest malice.

Will the Ministry of Magic apologize for this?

Hertok doesn't feel like ~www.mtlnovel.com~ because there is no precedent.

Even if the matter was indeed an Oolong from the Ministry of Magic, as Albert said, he once sent a letter explaining the matter, but was ignored by the other party, and the letter might even be thrown directly into the trash can. in.

Hertok didn't know if Albert Anderson knew this. If he knew, then this man would be terrible.

No, maybe he guessed it already?

Hertok had a sullen face, and Apparated and left.

To be honest, as a potion researcher, Hertok doesn't like to deal with people from the Ministry of Magic, so that golden membership card that can be used as a pass is so important to him.

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The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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