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.
During the time before dinner, Albert was going to write a reply to others. One advantage of keeping in touch with that group of famous wizards is that when discussing and researching a certain field, experience increases very quickly, but it takes
The price you pay is to spend a lot of time and energy writing a reply.
After all, we are all professionals. In addition to 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 would often mention some of his doubts and novel ideas in his letters, and if the other party knew how, he would be happy to help answer and discuss them.
Albert ate alone in the auditorium, Fred and George both went to participate in the selection of Quidditch players, and 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 spoke 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, bringing him to a wooden door with a brass knocker.
Is this a magical 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 was the first time that Albert came to the principal's office. It was a circular room with pictures of previous principals of Hogwarts hanging on the wall. The portraits were all pretending to be asleep.
Albert was not the only visitor in this office, which was not unexpected.
Huttok Dagworth arrived early.
Huttok told me that there was some small misunderstanding between you. Dumbledore said to Albert that he hoped 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.
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.
Huttok Dagworth is the Potions Master.
Who knows if he might have spiked the drink?
For example: Veritaserum.
Oh, that's a pity. Dumbledore glanced at Huttock, who said nothing, 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. Huttok finally spoke and 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 really a pity. Albert shrugged his shoulders, but there was no trace of regret in his words on his expressionless face.
First, it’s all a large sum of money? After Hertok relaxed, he didn’t leave in a hurry and sat down to talk to Albert in a friendly manner.
Just like Albert said, if you give me face, I will give you face.
Knowledge is the greatest wealth of mankind. Albert said without hesitation.
Hutok was stunned for a moment, but listened to the other party continue, which 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 had been convinced by the other party.
Albert is an expert in magic writing, which means that his words are actually confidence in himself.
Now I understand why Brod thinks highly of you. His vision of people is indeed beyond my reach. Hertok sighed with emotion, stretched out his hand towards Albert and said: I will solve this matter soon.
, if you are interested in potions or have 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
The circle is wider than you think.
I'm not interested in those things.
What a pity! Huttok 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 did not go to Ravenclaw.
Except for Slytherin House, all the other houses are suitable for me. After Albert finished speaking, he turned and left.