Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

British Ministry of Magic, 1st basement, Minister's Office.

This is a spacious room that does not match the appearance. Of course, using magic to expand the space is normal here.

Umbridge's description is not accurate. In fact, when the two arrived at the minister's office, the meeting seemed to have already begun.

The room was filled with directors of various important departments, and all the expressions were extremely grim.

A middle-aged wizard with a serious face in his fifties nodded at the parchment on the table with a cold voice.

"... This is a copy of the contract currently given by the elves of the Gu Ling Pavilion. We have carefully sorted out the terms and conditions, and there is nothing wrong or incomplete. To be precise, the terms and conditions of this mortgage contract The degree of rigor is far more than all the contracts I have seen, and the above-mentioned magic constraint effect is also the most complicated so far. "

"This morning, the International Magic Law Office and our company ’s International Magic Trade Standards Association reached a completely consistent conclusion. In terms of the text, this is at least a rigorous framework that will take decades to polish. , We have reason to suspect that the hands behind the scenes have prepared at least ten years for this moment-no doubt, this is a conspiracy that has been carefully planned for many years! Our response must be cautious! "

After the middle-aged wizard finished speaking, his waist board straightened slowly, his eyes raised and looked at Connelly Fudge sitting behind the desk.

Crossing the crowd, Arthur could see the wizard ’s meticulously managed silver hair, and the straight, unnatural hair slit in the middle. In the Ministry of Magic, he could speak to the Minister in this tone, and only the International Magic Cooperation Department Mr. Barty Crouch, the director of the company.

"That is to say, as long as we exchange a sufficient amount of rubles from Gu Ling Pavilion, everything will get better."

Connelly Fudge knocked on the table wearily, waved his hand, and said weakly.

"Mr. Minister ..."

Several wizards standing in the front row exchanged glances. Batty Crouch took a deep breath and his expression became particularly ugly, "Guling Pavilion ..."

Next to Mr. Crouch, the current director of the Enforcement Department of Magical Law, Amelia Burns, said stiffly, "The Guling Pavilion declared that there is not enough ruble reserves, and closed Jingalon and the ruble this morning. Exchange window. "

The witch with a square chin adjusted his monocle and tried to suppress the anger in his heart.

"The Soviet Ministry of Magic and the Ministry of Internal Affairs is now in an indefinite shutdown due to internal reorganization differences. In short, we have almost lost all the channels that can convert Jin Jialong into the insignificant Muggle country small pieces of paper. . "

"That's really bad news."

Connelly Fudge twitched his cheek, trying hard to squeeze a light smile.

The situation is far worse than they thought.

Perhaps the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts board of directors can raise so many gold gallons, but the currency on the **** mortgage contract is actually a Muggle currency.

Even without having to bother the staff of the Ministry of Magic ’s trade department, Fudge clearly realized that if he wanted to slowly fill up the astronomical ruble loan gap through private transactions with foreign wizards, it was simply impossible to complete Things.

After another difficult silence.

Suddenly a strange cough sounded from behind the crowd.

"Herm, hem ..."

As if he didn't feel the dignity of the atmosphere, Umbridge kept her sharp and thin voice and said, "Mr. Minister, Arthur Weasley of [Muggle Abuse Prevention Division] is here, maybe we can ask Ask his opinion? "

Arthur Weasley?

Yes, if the Ministry needs to select a "Muggle Pass", then Arthur Weasley can definitely rank in the top three.

Fudge raised his head expectantly, looking towards the door. He knew that Weasley had always had a good relationship with Dumbledore. At the same time, Weasley was fascinated by Muggles. Perhaps he could give you some new perspectives.

"Hey, uh ..."

Mr. Weasley, who had not fully figured out the situation, walked to Fudge's desk in the eyes of a group of people and squeezed the bowler hat in his hand a little.

"Mr. Minister, if you are missing the colorful papers of the Muggle world, why not seek the help of the Muggle Prime Minister? To be honest, I also learned about this news just through the newspaper. If you need my help, Can you please explain to me what happened first? "

"Sorry, Weasley, I thought you had heard from Dumbledore." Connelly Fudge waved in disappointment, pointing to the parchment on the table to indicate that Arthur could pick it up.

However, hearing Mr. Weasley ’s words, Amelia Burns got some hints, looking at Fudge with some expectation, "Yes, Mr. Minister, how did the Muggle Prime Minister reply? But yes A currency of the Muggle country, don't we have a way! "

"There is no valuable information. In the face of the Soviets, the British government is even more helpless than us."

The answer was to the responsible official of the Muggle Liaison Office. The little wizard gave his hand. "You don't understand how powerful a Muggle country is. In simple terms, the Soviet Union is equal to half non-magic. The world, any hostile behavior is equivalent to provoking war between the two worlds. The most important thing is that the British government is not on the side of the Soviets, and they will not reserve too many rubles ... "

boom!

"Enough, bad news, bad news, bad news, everything from yesterday to today. Gentlemen, I do n’t need you to keep reminding how bad the situation is. I just want to ask, so far, do n’t they have Has anything progressed on any thing !? "

Connelly Fudge slammed the "Prophet Daily" in his hand on the desk, and the right fist hammer roared angrily on the pride of the fairies.

"Look! The entire wizarding world is asking us why Hogwarts is about to fall into the hands of the goblins. This is an extremely despicable kidnapping, a shameless betrayal of the human magic world, a huge unprecedented conspiracy. ! More than ten hours have passed, our answer is powerless ?! "

For the first time in his life, how much did he hope that the magazine "Singing the Contrary" was true, that he was a "goblin killer" who could make fairies into pies and bake them, not a man. Forced to deal with cunning goblins, the Minister of Magic at a loss.

"Cough, in fact, there is still progress on my side."

Facing the angry Connelly Fudge, Auror's office director Rufus Scrimgeour cleared his throat, but his face did not mean a little happily, but he was even more gloomy.

"We probed the file of that year and pryed out the name of the mother of the man and the family behind him from the mouth of a **** Death Eater. His maternal grandfather was Mavolo Gunter. That is to say, owning Sarah It ’s not just Morfin Gunter who chases Slytherin ’s blood. "

With Scrimgeour's voice, there was an obvious commotion in the room. As the core officials of the Ministry of Magic, everyone knew what these names meant.

"Damn! I know. The ghosts are not scattered, only the mice who dare to hide in the shadows."

Fudge shuddered violently, and gritted his teeth bitterly.

"Sterlinger, continue to check for me. You must find the guy when you dig the ground three feet. Ms. Amelia Burns, I hope you can temporarily adjust the allocation of resources in the department. You have heard that. It may be our last way to save the future of the magic world ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Otherwise, we can only pray that the elves of the Guling Pavilion suddenly showed mercy to abandon the contract, or the non-magic world behemoth took the ruble into the mountain Before us. "

"I see." Amelia Burns nodded solemnly, a murderous flash on her face, and left the minister's office first. Immediately afterwards, the various departments under the Enforcement Department of Magic Law followed her and left the room in turn, and the room suddenly became a lot empty.

"Of course, we still need to give it another try on the goblin elf." Connelly Fudge sighed weakly, looking around the directors of various departments still in the office, "so said, Next ... "

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Chapter two! rua ~ rua ~

As you know, it ’s still the standard of feeding, maybe it ’s better.

In other words, what should the round-faced fat chicken be called?