The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Oh, God, Mafalda, what happened, who made her angry?" Rufus put the half-drinked drink on his desk and looked up at the office where the voice came from. Open the mouth to ask the assistant of the director.

"Someone sent a letter." Mafalda glanced at the door of the office and whispered, "Then, it became like this."

Unlike Rufus, Mafalda is a little afraid of her boss, and every time she talks about her, she takes extra care not to lose her current job.

"A letter?" Rufus didn't understand, but he didn't ask any further questions. He also knew the character of his boss.

Yes, a letter, a letter that has been torn apart.

The head of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic had never been so angry, she felt threatened, and the person who threatened her was Hetok Dagworth.

She was no stranger to this name.

A few days ago, Hetok Dagworth had come once, but she simply refused.

This time, Hetock didn't come, but sent her a letter that probably meant: If you don't apologize to him, it's up to me to apologize, via the Daily Prophet.

Hetock even had a draft for his apology written and sent in an envelope.

Even if she didn't read the manuscript, she knew the consequences of having a potion master like Hertok Dagworth apologize for the trouble she caused in the Daily Prophet.

No one would think that Hetork Dagworth was making a fuss. They would think why the Ministry of Magic blundered and needed an apology from the Potions Master.

Then, it was her luck.

The worst case is that she loses her current position, and many people are staring at her position, and those colleagues who are usually bad friends will definitely give her a ride.

Sorry, that's the only thing that can be done right now.

Let Hetok Dagworth get back the gold membership card smoothly, otherwise... who knows what else he will do.

It is incomprehensible why things have become like this.

The problem still needs to be solved.

Who is the guy that Hertok wants him to apologize to?

"Mafalda."

The head of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic had long forgotten who caused her troubles, but she knew that her assistant knew, and Mafalda was also a minority.

Finally, after Mafalda searched the archives, she wrote a letter of apology herself. In fact, it's enough to let your assistant write it, but... in the end, I didn't do it, so as not to cause any more trouble.

How can the director who can sit in the office of prohibiting the abuse of magic be a brainless person?

This matter, endure it for a while and let it pass, endure it for a while... The quill in my hand is bent.

...

Albert left his office in Rowena on the weekend afternoon. Professor Smith was good at many things, and the two had a lot in common.

The academic exchanges between the two sides have made Albert's skills and experience soar.

Just after returning to the lounge, a senior boy called out to Albert and handed him a letter. The envelope contained only the recipient's name but not the sender's name. It was very strange, but Albert As soon as you saw the W on the beeswax, you knew the letter was from the Ministry of Magic.

Albert had already guessed the contents of the letter, so he opened it on the spot.

Mr Anderson:

We have received a letter from Mr. Hetock...

Albert glanced quickly, all of which were hypocritical words of evasion, and the so-called apology was completely insincere, but Albert did not expect the other party to really apologize.

What makes Albert more concerned is the name of the sender, Dolores Umbridge, Director (Director) of the Ministry of Magic's Prohibition of Misuse of Magic Department.

"Dolores Umbridge?" Albert repeated softly, looking at the sender's name.

Then, Albert couldn't help but frowned slightly and murmured: "Umbridge? I seem to have a little impression, Ministry of Magic? Umbridge... Hogwarts professor... Defense Against the Dark Arts... pink... ...Toad... Senior Hogwarts Inquisitor!"

"Oh, so it's that guy!" Albert suddenly woke up and finally remembered who this guy was.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who appeared in Part 5? Unexpectedly, that guy still prohibits the abuse of the Director of the Magic Department.

At this moment, Albert understood why Hetok hated this woman so much.

It's not too much of an ugly woman's name!

In Albert's scattered memories, Umbridge was a self-righteous, unreasonable woman with a desire to control the sky.

Expect her to apologize?

It's really a bit difficult, and it's really embarrassing for Hetok. It's not easy for him to get back that golden membership card.

Albert checked the envelope and compared it with the notes of the warning letter in his memory, which should not have been written by the guy named Mafalda Hopekirk.

Actually, there is another clue.

The writing on the parchment was so deep that the writer seemed eager to poke a hole in it.

This is enough to show that the writer was very excited at the time.

If Albert knew that Umbridge had paid five quills to write the letter, it would not have been mere excitement.

In Albert's view, if the other party can take into account these details, he can only say that this is the case.

However, this is unlikely.

However, knowing that Dolores Umbridge is the head of the Ministry of Magic's Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, it's not hard for Albert to understand why she would let the Dementors attack Harry.

After all, as the director of the Department of Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, she is naturally very clear about the relevant laws.

"What's the matter, whose letter is it?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Ministry of Magic, that last time is settled." Albert folded the letter and stuffed it back into his robe pocket, "Where are you going?"

"Library, together?"

"Okay, wait for me, just about to go to the library to check something." Albert returned to the dormitory to get something.

"Check things?" Lee Jordan suddenly said, "A riddle?"

"What riddle?"

"You don't know?" Lee Jordan looked at Shanna in amazement.

"Know what?" Shanna asked in confusion.

"Albert and Katrina's bet!" Lee Jordan explained with a smile: "I heard that they made a bet to answer the mystery. I also heard Albert and Katrina say in the morning that the time is estimated to be in the middle of the year. Who can answer a hundred riddles correctly?"

"One hundred riddles?" Shanna couldn't help widening her eyes. The riddles were not too difficult for her, but it was not easy to answer one hundred riddles correctly.

There is no doubt that this is a contest between two geniuses.

"Who do you think will win?" Lee Jordan asked Shanna.

"Needless to say, of course it's Albert." Shanna said of course, "That guy is a real genius, how could he lose to others."