The Alchemist of Harry Potter

In recent days, Hertok feels that his luck is particularly bad. He can lose his golden membership card inexplicably while watching an opera in France. The originally smooth potion research suddenly encountered a lot of problems and was directly stuck on the bottleneck. .

Even taking the Fuling Elixir that he had previously reserved did not make his luck better.

Hetok hadn't reported the loss of his golden membership card to the Extraordinary Apothecary Association, and he didn't dare to tell anyone else about it.

Sometimes if you know more people, you will get yourself into a lot of trouble.

Hetock never expected to get his gold membership card back by publishing a search in the Daily Prophet.

Through his own connections, Hettock found someone to help him predict that the golden membership card would be taken to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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

However, this is certainly not a good idea.

While Hetock was still struggling with this matter, someone sent him a letter through the owl, and the letter read: You seem to be in some trouble, I can help you.

P.S. At 8pm, I like to have evening tea on the terrace.

The sender is called: Bud Broad.

Huttock knew Bud Broad, both of whom were members of the Wizengamot, but didn't actually talk much.

After all, the fields of expertise of the two are completely different, and the scope of communication is also different.

It is not unreasonable to interlace like mountains.

However, Hertok still planned to visit Bud Broad, since the other party wrote to him, it would definitely not be aimless.

A quarter to seven.

Hetok came to the lake ahead of time, and the wind blowing was very cool, temporarily dispelling the summer heat.

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

Hetok lit the tip of his wand and walked along the shore of the lake, finally stopping on a dilapidated pier, looking at the only small broken boat on the pier,

into a brief silence.

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

The boat traveled for a while, and before it sank, it arrived at the pier on the island in the lake. There was a house elf on the pier, who was there to welcome Hetok.

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

They walked on the stone-paved path, and they passed a few defensive magics before entering the manor.

"Good evening Hertok, you came earlier than I expected." Broad sat at the round table on the terrace to greet the guests.

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

"Oh, it seems that the rumor is true, you lost something valuable." Brod smiled and gestured to Hertok to sit down.

Hetock sat down and continued to patiently listen to the other party's nonsense. As long as Brod can provide himself with some useful information, he doesn't mind waiting a little longer.

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

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

"This is a gift he brought back to me from a vacation in France. Muggle red wine, it feels very good." Brod said, looking at Hetock with a half-smile.

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

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

Brod didn't answer immediately, just looked at Hetock calmly, and asked: "What are you going to do with this matter? Go directly to him and ask for something, or?"

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

"Of course it matters." 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 after a long time he said: "I'm sorry, I'm being rude. I've encountered a lot of bad luck recently, and I'm quite angry."

"I can understand." Brod didn't blame the other party for being rude, and sent Hetock the letter Albert wrote to himself.

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

"Not my hope," Brod corrected. "You seem to have caused trouble for my little friend."

"I'll make it up to him." Hetok said quickly.

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

"Mess?" Hetok repeated softly.

"Isn't it?" Brod asked rhetorically.

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

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

Hetok was silent, nodding again to show that he knew.

"Thank you, Mr. Broad." After Hertok got up and thanked the other party, he was about to leave.

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

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

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

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

"He's gone!"

As soon as Hettock's forefoot left, McDoug smiled and sat in the position Hettock had just now, picked up the other party's untouched wine glass, drank the lipstick wine, and said with a wink, "It tastes good. However, Anderson didn't even send me a bottle."

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

"Do you think Hettock 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 seeing Hetok here?" McDougall asked again.

That's right, the Lake Lodge is actually one of McDoug's homes. Although it's called a lodge, it's actually a small manor.

"That guy definitely won't be able to get back that golden membership card. When he comes here to find me, he will definitely not be able to find anyone." Brod said happily.

"How did you guess it was a gold membership card?" McDoug asked rhetorically.

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

"Then why..."

"Why did it fail?" Brod asked rhetorically.

"Um."

"Anderson is different from the other kids," Brod said softly. "If Huttock wants to settle this with compensation, he's going to be stumped."

"Well, I heard that Rowena plans to go to Hogwarts to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." McDoug suddenly changed the topic.

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

McDoug's tone became very serious, his brows furrowed slightly, "What is he doing at Hogwarts?"

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

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

"Gerber will definitely not tell Rowena about inheritance because of his relatives." Broad shook his head and directly rejected the most likely thing: "As Smith's direct line, he must have seen 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." McDoug said softly: "And... Forget it, anyway, there are two suitable candidates now, and it's good to choose one of them."

"Well, until then, watch them."

"I will." McDougall shook the goblet with a smile. "This wine is not bad. By the way, I won the bet last time!"

"I remember that most of your books were given away!" Brod shook his head helplessly and said, "How many have you sold in total?"

"It should be half, right?" McDougall thought for a while and said with a smile, "I am willing to admit defeat."

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

"Come on, let's find Gerber together and figure this out." McDoug tapped the cork with his wand, and it jumped back onto the bottle and re-stopped.

McDoug picked up half a bottle of red wine and walked towards the fireplace. Broad followed behind McDoug and disappeared into the fireplace with green flames.

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