Chapter 179 The terrible truth
History of Magic is really boring. During the class, the students in the entire classroom were drowsy. It was not until the bell rang that everyone regained their energy.
In the time before dinner, Albert prepared to write a reply to the others. One advantage of maintaining correspondence with that group of famous wizards is that when discussing and researching a certain field, your experience increases very quickly, but the price you have to pay is spending a lot of time and energy writing replies.
After all, we are all professionals. Apart from simple greetings, most of the contents in the letters are academic issues or opinions on a certain field.
To be honest, such a letter is much more formal than writing a manuscript for an academic magazine, but the content is a bit informal.
But no one really cares about this issue. For them, it is enough if they can explain it clearly.
Albert often mentioned some of his doubts and novel ideas in his letters. If the other party knew how, he would be happy to help answer and discuss them.
Albert was dining alone in the auditorium. Fred and George both went to participate in the selection of Quidditch players. Lee Jordan went to cheer them on and watch the selection process.
After dinner, Albert went back to the Gryffindor lounge and put his schoolbag back in the study room. Then, before seven o'clock in the evening, he appeared in front of the stone monster at the entrance to the principal's office.
“Mead.” Albert said the password to the stone monster.
The stone monster suddenly came to life and jumped to the side, revealing the gap hidden behind it.
Albert passed through the gap in the wall and stepped onto the spiral stone staircase. The monster blocked the gap again, and the stone staircase began to rise slowly, sending him to a wooden door with a brass knocker.
"Is this a magic version of an elevator?" Albert couldn't help but muttered, took out his pocket watch from his pocket, checked the time, and knocked on the wooden door of Dumbledore's office on time.
The next moment, the office door opened.
"Good evening, Headmaster." Albert nodded slightly towards Dumbledore.
“Come in, Mr. Anderson.” Dumbledore smiled.
This is the first time Albert has come to the principal's office. It is a circular room with pictures of previous principals of Hogwarts hanging on the wall. The portraits are all pretending to be asleep.
Albert was not the only visitor in this office, which was not unexpected.
Hertok Dagworth arrived early.
"Huttok told me that there is a small misunderstanding between you." Dumbledore said to Albert. "He hopes to sit down and talk to you calmly. Would you mind?"
"Yes, it was a small misunderstanding." Albert nodded and said, "I also hope this matter can be resolved smoothly."
"That's great." Dumbledore asked cheerfully. "What would you like to drink?"
"No, no need. After all, he is the master of potions." Albert's tone was very calm, but Dumbledore couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, obviously hearing the implication of Albert's words.
Hertok Dagworth is the Potions Master.
Who knows if he might have mixed something into the drink?
For example: Veritaserum.
"Oh, that's a pity." Dumbledore glanced at Huttok, who was silent, and was not too optimistic about the outcome of this meeting.
The relationship between the two parties is no longer unfriendly as Hutok said.
"I went to the Ministry of Magic two days ago." Hutok finally spoke, "I went to talk to the other party about this matter, but the short, fat, ugly woman just didn't want to admit it or apologize. "
"I just suddenly stopped hearing." Dumbledore pretended that he didn't hear Huttok's words.
“That’s a pity.” Albert shrugged his shoulders, but there was no trace of regret in his words on his expressionless face.
"One hundred, no, five hundred galleons." Huttok offered his own price, "There is really nothing I can do about the Ministry of Magic."
“Why don’t you bribe the other party?” Albert asked curiously.
"I would rather give this money to you than to that annoying ugly woman." A look of disgust appeared on Hertok's face, and he obviously had no good impression of the woman in his mouth: "One thousand galleons, give me the gold membership card Give it back to me.”
"That's it." Albert nodded and said, "Ten thousand Galleons, I will return the card to you."
"Ten thousand galleons, are you crazy? This is naked blackmail." Hutok's face turned red instantly, and he was almost angry at Albert's words. He felt that he was sincere enough.
"Yes, I am indeed blackmailing you now." Albert admitted directly.
These words made Huttok feel heartbroken, and even Dumbledore couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The two of them never thought that Albert would admit it so simply.
"Mr. Anderson, how would you be willing to return the gold membership card to Huttok?" Dumbledore interrupted and asked.
"It's very simple. Dagworth will solve the trouble he caused. The director of the Office for the Abuse of Magic will personally write to me to apologize." Albert stated his conditions, spread his hands helplessly toward Dumbledore and said, "I I feel that my request is not excessive at all.”
"That's it?" Dumbledore frowned. He had noticed that Albert directly called Hutok by his surname, and obviously did not have any good impression of him.
"That's true." Dumbledore admitted that there was nothing wrong with Albert's approach. He couldn't find any fault at all, because the other party's request was completely reasonable. This made people feel that everything was caused by Huttok deliberately looking for trouble. .
“Sometimes, being reasonable can’t solve the problem.” Hutok said angrily.
"I know, so I didn't reason with you. I'm threatening you now." When Albert said the threat, it was as if he was telling someone what to eat today.
"Mr. Anderson..." Dumbledore knew that this could only be the case. Unless Huttock fulfilled the not too excessive request, there would be no chance of getting the gold membership card back.
"I know what you mean, Professor Dumbledore. It's a pity that I don't see any sincerity in Dagworth." Albert's voice was very calm. It was precisely because it was so calm that Huttok felt Deeply uneasy, "In my opinion, face is given to each other. Dagworth doesn't give me face, so you still expect me to give him face?"
Dumbledore was very surprised. To be honest, he had a good impression of Albert, but he never thought that the young boy in front of him would have such a tough side.
"I told you, I've already gone to the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, but she doesn't agree. There's nothing I can do." Hutok gradually calmed down.
“Then use a special method.” Albert said.
“A special way?” repeated Hertok.
"If the director of the Office for the Abuse of Magic is still unwilling to apologize for his mistakes, just ask the new director to apologize." Albert said calmly, "You can go to the Daily Prophet and publish an apology paper to list all the mistakes. Put it on the head of the Office for the Misuse of Magic. Anyway, this matter itself is the fault of the Ministry of Magic, and it is also the fault of the Director of the Office for the Misuse of Magic. If you don't know how to use this thing well, I can give you some advice. You recommend a reporter, she is very good at this kind of thing, as long as you are willing to pay a few galleons as a fee."
Not only Huttok’s eyes widened, but also Dumbledore looked at Albert in surprise.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm just telling the truth." Albert shrugged. "Of course, I don't want Ministry of Magic staff to appear near my house afterwards. To be honest, I have never doubted the behavior of those people at the Ministry of Magic."
Hettok suddenly felt chilled all over.
The boy in front of him just told the truth. However, the truth spoken in a calm tone made Hutok feel very bad.
He even felt that if he had used tough methods, the other party might have already thought of how to deal with him.
Like he said, that's the truth.
The terrible truth.
"I know what to do." Hutok was silent for a long time, nodded and said: "Although I can't understand why you want that **** apology letter, I think you will soon receive a letter from the Ministry of Magic prohibiting the misuse of magic. A personal apology letter from the office director.”
"You want to know why I want it?" Albert narrowed his eyes at Huttok, and then looked sideways at Dumbledore.
The latter seemed to be very interested.
Hittok also nodded.
"It's not my fault, why should I endure that outcome? Why should I have to pay for the Ministry of Magic's mistakes?" Albert asked.
Hittok opened his mouth but said nothing.
"If you make a mistake, just apologize obediently. This is already the cheapest and most peaceful solution." Albert raised the corner of his mouth contemptuously, "My family has told me since I was a child that when others are unwilling to use peace, If you want to solve the problem in a peaceful way, then there is no need to be polite, just go up and punch the other person until he is willing to resolve the problem peacefully."
Whether it was Dumbledore or Huttok, the expressions on their faces froze.
Of course, they don’t think there is a problem with Albert’s tutoring. After all, he is still willing to resolve the problem peacefully first.
It's just that when this happened to Hutok, it really gave him an extremely headache. He discovered that he was the unlucky guy whose face was hit by a fist.
"Why don't you want Galleons? A thousand Galleons is a lot of money for anyone?" After Hetok relaxed, he was not in a hurry to leave. He sat down and made peace with Albert. chat.
As Albert said, if you give me face, I will give you face.
“Knowledge is the greatest wealth of mankind.” Albert said without thinking.
Hutok was stunned for a moment, but listened to the other party continue, "This means that knowledge is equal to wealth. As long as you have enough knowledge and find the appropriate way, you can quickly turn it into wealth."
Hutok was speechless. Although he felt that this statement was far-fetched, he knew that he was convinced by the other party.
Albert is an expert in magic writing, which means that his words are actually confidence in himself.
"I now understand why Brod thinks so highly of you. His vision of people is indeed beyond my reach." Hutok sighed with emotion, stretched out his hand towards Albert and said: "I will soon understand this matter." It will be sorted out. If you are interested in potions or have any questions, you can write to me."
"If there is, I will write to you, Mr. Dagworth." Albert nodded.
"If you don't like the Ministry of Magic, you can solve it yourself. I believe that with your talent, you can achieve the position of Minister of Magic within thirty years at the latest." Before leaving, Hutok suddenly turned around and said: " Brod’s circle is wider than you think.”
“I’m not interested in those things.”
"What a pity that is!" Hutok disappeared into the fireplace.
"It seems that this matter has been solved perfectly." Dumbledore looked at Albert with a smile, "I think Filius will be very disappointed that you didn't go to Ravenclaw."
"Except Slytherin House, all the other houses are suitable for me." Albert said, turned and left.
(End of this chapter)