Chapter 168： what does he want to do

Chapter 168 What does he want to do

In the past few days, Hetok felt that his luck was particularly bad. He lost his gold membership card inexplicably when he watched an opera in France. .

Even taking the Felicity Elixir that he had stored before, it didn't improve his luck.

Hetok hasn't reported the loss of his gold membership card to the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, let alone tell anyone else about it.

Sometimes knowing too many people will cause a lot of trouble for yourself.

Hetok never expected to find his gold membership card for himself by publishing a find report in the Daily Prophet.

Through his contacts, Hetok asked someone to help him predict that the gold membership card would be brought to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

At present, I should go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, negotiate with Dumbledore, and identify the students one by one until I find the boy who picked up the golden membership card.

However, this is certainly not a good idea.

While Hetok was still struggling with this matter, someone sent him a letter through an owl, and it was written on the letter paper: You seem to have encountered some small troubles, and I can help you.

PS: At eight o'clock in the evening, I like to enjoy evening tea on the terrace.

The sender's name is: Bud Brod.

Hettok knew Bud Brod, and both were members of the Wizengamot, but they didn't really talk much.

After all, the fields they are good at are completely different, and the scope of communication is also different.

It is not unreasonable that lines are separated like mountains.

However, Hetok still intends to visit Bud Brod. Since the other party wrote to him, he must not be aimless.

A quarter past seven.

Hetok came to the lake ahead of time, and the wind blowing on his face was very cool, which temporarily dispelled the summer heat.

"He is really a guy who likes to enjoy himself." Hetok raised his head and looked into the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "Apparition is actually forbidden here?"

Hetok lit the tip of his wand, walked along the shore of the lake, and finally stopped on a dilapidated pier, looked at the only small broken boat on the pier, and fell into a brief silence.

Hetok stepped up, and the boat sailed towards the small island in the lake under the cover of night against the night wind.

The boat traveled for a while and arrived at the pier of the small island in the lake before sinking. There was a house elf on the pier, welcoming Hetok's arrival there.

"The master asked me to wait for you here, Mr. Hetok Dagworth, please come with me." The house elf bowed to Hetok, and then led the way with an oil lamp.

They walked on the path paved with stones, and they entered the manor after going through several defensive spells.

"Good evening Hetok, you came earlier than I expected." Brod greeted the visitors while sitting at the round table on the terrace.

"I'm here, tell me what good news you have." Hetok suppressed his inner anxiety and asked.

"Oh, it seems that the rumors are true, you lost something valuable." Brod smiled and gestured to Hetok to sit down.

Hetok sat down and continued to listen patiently to the other party's nonsense. As long as Brod could provide him with some useful information, he didn't mind waiting a little longer.

"I have a little friend who wrote to me a while ago and told me that he encountered some strange things." Brod poured some red wine on the glass in front of Hetok, and continued: "He said he just came back from a vacation in France, But somehow he received a letter from the Ministry of Magic because he used the Flying Charm in France. However, in fact, he has just finished his first year and has not mastered how to use the Flying Charm at all."

Hetok opened his mouth, but he still didn't speak after all.

"This is a gift he brought back from his vacation in France. It's Muggle red wine. It feels very good." After Brod finished speaking, he looked at Hetok with a half-smile.

No matter how stupid he is, he can still understand the meaning of Brod's words. The kid he is talking about is probably the boy who picked up his gold membership card.

"What's his name?" Hetok took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

Brod didn't answer right away, but just looked at Hetok calmly, and asked, "How do you plan to deal with this matter? Go directly to him to ask for something, or?"

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?" Hetok couldn't help but blurted out, but regretted it the next moment.

"Of course it's related." Brod looked up and down Hetok, shook his head and said, "It seems that you need a glass of red wine with ice to calm down."

Hetok was silent, and said after a long time: "Sorry, I was rude. I have encountered a lot of bad luck recently, and I am very angry."

"I can understand." Brod didn't blame the other party's rudeness, and sent the letter Albert wrote to him to Hetok.

After reading the letter, Hetok raised his head and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Not what I hoped." Brod corrected, "You seem to have caused trouble to my little friend."

"I will compensate him." Hetok said quickly.

"Oh, you don't seem to understand my words." Brod intertwined his hands, looked at Hetok, and reminded him kindly: "He doesn't need any compensation from you, you just need to clean up the mess you caused. "

"Mess?" Hattok repeated softly.

"Isn't it?" Brod asked back.

"In a way, it's a mess." Hattock didn't deny it. "But it's not a big deal."

"It could be a big deal for him," Brod said.

Hetok was silent, and nodded again to show that he understood.

"Thank you, Mr. Broad." After Hutok got up to thank the other party, he was about to leave.

"Why don't you stay and have a cup of evening tea together?" Brod asked with a smile, "We can sit down and talk..."

"No," Hetok refused flatly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm very busy and have a lot of things to do, so I don't have much time to enjoy leisure time."

"I think you will be willing to sit down and chat with me soon." Brod didn't care, and said to Hetok with a smile, "We won't be here next time we meet."

Hetok left the hut in the lake and returned to the lake shore in a small broken boat. He already knew the boy's name, and the next step was to negotiate with the other party and get back his gold membership card.

"He's gone!"

As soon as Hetok's front foot left, McDougal smiled and sat in Hetok's position just now, picked up the other's untouched wine glass, drank the lipstick wine, blinked and said, "It tastes good. However, Anderson didn't send me a bottle."

"Because I'm his professor!" Brod stroked his beard and smiled happily.

"Do you think Hutok will succeed?".

"If he cleans up the mess he made, he will get his belongings back." Brod said with a smile.

"By the way, why are you meeting Hutok with me?" McDougal asked again.

That's right, the lake house is actually one of McDougal's homes. Although it's called a cottage, it's actually a small manor.

"That guy will definitely not be able to get back that gold membership card. When he comes here to look for me, he will definitely not be able to find anyone." Brod said happily.

"How did you guess it was a gold membership card." McDougal asked back.

"Otherwise, what do you think would make Hetok bother to find it?" Brod said cheerfully.

"Then why..."

"Why did it fail?" Brod asked back.

"Um."

"Anderson is different from other children," Brod said softly. "If Hetok wants to use compensation to solve this matter, he will definitely have a bad nose."

"Well, I heard that Rowena plans to go to Hogwarts as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." McDougal suddenly changed the subject.

"This..." Brod sipped his red wine and frowned.

McDougall's tone became very serious, his brows were slightly frowned, "What is he going to Hogwarts for?"

"Does Gerber know about this?" Brod asked suddenly.

"I don't know for now." McDougall shook his head and said, "Go to him and ask what's going on!"

"Gerber will definitely not tell Rowena about the inheritance because of his relatives." Brod shook his head and directly vetoed the most likely thing: "As a direct descendant of Smith, I must have read some relevant records. Rowena is very Clever, he probably guessed something from these records."

"He is very smart, but unfortunately his personality is not suitable." McDougal said softly: "And... Forget it, anyway, there are two suitable candidates now, and it will be good to choose one of them at that time."

"Well, until then, watch them."

"I will." McDougal smiled and shook the goblet. "This wine is not bad. By the way, I won the bet last time!"

"I remember that most of your books are given away!" Brod shook his head helplessly, "How many books have you sold?"

"It should be half of it?" McDougal thought for a while and said with a smile, "I would like to admit defeat."

"Okay, he's yours." Brod pointed to the bottle of red wine that was opened. After speaking, he picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a small glass.

"Let's go to Gerber together and figure this out." McDougal tapped the cork with his wand, and it automatically jumped back to the top of the bottle and re-corked it tightly.

McDougal picked up half a bottle of red wine and walked towards the fireplace. Brod followed McDougal and disappeared into the fireplace with a forest green flame.

(end of this chapter)