Hogwarts: The Exemplary Wizard I Am Chapter 699: Anti-Dementor Amulets, and Two Unnecessary People in the Household - Novel Cool

Chapter 699: Anti-Dementor Amulets, and Two Unnecessary People in the Household

Chapter 699: Anti-Dementor Amulets, and Two Unnecessary People in the Household

"Unicorn horns and Fire Dragon blood?" Chris looked at Kyle, puzzled. "What do you need those for?"

"Not me, Fred and George need them." Kyle repeated what they had discussed in the office.

"I think using magical artifacts for protection is a good idea. It might buy us some time to escape in critical situations."

"If those things really work, then that makes sense." Chris said, "As for unicorn horns, the department probably has about ten of them, which were originally intended to be donated to St. Mango's. But as long as you can get the Minister's signature, I can give them all to you."

"That many?" Kyle exclaimed in surprise.

Unicorn horns weren't prohibited items, and he had assumed that the department would have around five or six at most.

"These horns are even more valuable than an equivalent weight in gold, and they are always welcomed by smugglers." Chris added casually, "We manage to confiscate some every time."

"What about the Fire Dragon blood then?" Kyle asked further.

"Not a single ounce." Chris spread his hands helplessly, "If you had come three days earlier, there would still be a pint, but it has all been donated to St. Mango's. They urgently need Fire Dragon blood to brew potions."

"However..." Chris changed the subject, "If you need it, I can help you get in touch with the people in Romania."

"The Fire Dragon Reserve in Romania?" Kyle paused, "Do they also sell Fire Dragon blood?"

"No, they only offer Fire Dragon rental services." Chris clarified.

"But I have a good relationship with them, and if there's a legitimate reason, I think they wouldn't mind selling me some Fire Dragon blood at a low price, probably half the market price."

"Then I'll take ten pints." Kyle blurted out his request.

Fire Dragon blood was precious, whether for brewing potions or alchemy. Having more would definitely be beneficial, and if it wasn't used, it could always be stored.

However, Kyle waited for a long time without a response from Chris, and when he looked up, he found Chris staring at him with a strange expression.

"Ten pints?" Chris's voice changed slightly, "Do you think that's pumpkin juice? Even if Mr. Scamander steps in, it's impossible to buy ten pints of Fire Dragon blood.

"I can only get you one pint, and if that's not enough, you'll have to figure out the rest yourself."

"Such a small amount, and you're not even grateful for my help." Kyle muttered, "Forget it, I'll just go find Newt."

With that, Kyle turned and walked away, leaving Chris huffing and puffing with anger behind him.

Was one pint of Fire Dragon blood not enough? He must really think it's pumpkin juice!

After leaving the Department of Magical Creature Control, Kyle returned to the Minister's office and informed Fudge of the situation.

Fudge only thought about it briefly before agreeing to the proposal, but he still wanted to confirm once more.

"Are you sure they will sell those magical artifacts at cost price?"

"Yes, Minister." Kyle assured him, "Fred and George said they wanted to do something for the wizarding world, and they have already promised.

"They are Mr. Arthur Weasley's sons, so they definitely wouldn't joke about this matter."

"Oh, Arthur..." Fudge muttered softly, "No wonder these two names sound familiar."

Mr. Weasley's good reputation played a part in Fudge's immediate agreement.

Although there had never been such a practice before, the Ministry of Magic could afford to subsidize one galleon at a time.

Moreover, Fudge wasn't foolish; this was a practical benefit, and it would also greatly enhance the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. He had no reason to refuse.

Ten minutes later, Kyle left the Minister's office with two parchments in hand.

One was the Ministry's subsidy announcement, which would be published in the Daily Prophet.

The other was the approval for Kyle to use the Ministry's supply of unicorn horns.

When Kyle returned to the Department of Magical Creature Control with the approval, Chris had already prepared the unicorn horns and handed them over without a word, looking less than pleased and not offering a single smile. He simply shoved the items at Kyle and urged him to leave.

However, Kyle didn't mind. He took the elevator back up and found Fred and George, who had been waiting patiently.

"So..."

They were so eager that they asked even before Kyle had fully stepped out of the elevator.

"Of course, it's fine." Kyle casually handed them a bag he was carrying.

Inside were ten unicorn horns and one pint of Fire Dragon blood.

The distance between their location and Romania was not close, so it would take some time for the new supply of Fire Dragon blood to arrive. Therefore, Kyle had decided to use some of his previous stock to tide them over for the time being.

"Great!" Fred exclaimed excitedly, "And they're all free?"

"The Fire Dragon blood is half-price." Kyle clarified.

"That's still enough." George calculated quickly, "With these, we can last for quite a while. I estimate that we can lower the price to around two galleons."

"Hmm..." Kyle thought for a moment, "Let's set the price at seven galleons. We'll increase the Ministry's subsidy to five galleons."

"Huh?" Fred didn't quite understand, "Won't that be the same?"

"No." Kyle shook his head, "After all, the materials are provided by the Ministry, so that has to be factored in."

George glanced at Kyle and pouted, "Fudge will be so happy he'll be jumping for joy."

Fred nodded in agreement, "It's no wonder you're considered for the position of Senior Minister's Assistant, and rightfully so."

"There's no other way..." Kyle remained calm, "During this period, it's necessary to boost the prestige of the Ministry of Magic appropriately.

"Great!" The two waved their hands and left without looking back.

After taking care of these matters, Kyle finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his office.

...

The next day.

With the help of the Owl Post, a small purple booklet was delivered to every wizard.

"What's this?"

At number twelve, Grimmauld Place, Harry, who was having breakfast, looked at the booklet in his hand and asked in confusion.

"This is good stuff." Fred said mysteriously, "I didn't expect Kyle to finish it so quickly, I thought it would take a few more days."

"Is this Kyle's doing?" Mrs. Weasley walked in, also holding a booklet in her hand.

"Yes, Mom." George said excitedly, "Look at it quickly, there's a surprise inside."

Mrs. Weasley looked at the booklet in her hand doubtfully.

[Published with Authorization from the Ministry of Magic]

[Protect Yourself and Your Family from Dark Magic]

Currently, there is an organization in the magical world that calls itself Death Eaters. The following safety guidelines will help protect you and your family.

1. Do not leave home alone, and try to return before nightfall.

2. Ensure the safety of your residence, and if possible, set up Anti-Apparition Charms.

3. Learn the following spells as much as possible: Protego (spell and wand movement on page three)

, Disillusionment Charm (page six)

, Patronus Charm (page twelve)

4. Minors in wizarding families should master the Follow Me spell.

5. Muggle-born wizards can apply to the Ministry of Magic to open temporary Floo networks.

...

...

The booklet was not thick, only about twenty pages long. The first page was filled with precautions, and the rest were mostly detailed instructions for various spells.

"This is quite comprehensive." Mrs. Weasley flipped through the booklet, "The Ministry of Magic has done a good job this time, considering all possible factors, and taking into account both wizarding and Muggle families."

"Hmph, Fudge couldn't come up with such an idea. He only knows how to make empty statements, warning everyone about Death Eaters." Moody, who was sitting nearby, snorted coldly, "I bet this was Kyle's suggestion as well."

"Didn't we say this before?" George took a bite of his sandwich, "This was Kyle's idea."

"Professor Dumbledore was right to send him to work at the Ministry." Tonks looked through the booklet, "He can take a lot of work off our hands."

"Never mind that now." Fred urged, "Look quickly, there's another surprise at the back."

"What surprise could there be?" Ron didn't take his words seriously, but he still flipped through the pages.

Until the second-to-last page.

P.S.: As Dementors pose a serious threat to every wizard's safety, and considering the Patronus Charm is an advanced spell, using magical artifacts is also an effective defense.

If needed, you may go to Diagon Alley, number 37, after July 11th. The owners of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes have reached an agreement with the Ministry of Magic to sell Anti-Dementor amulets at cost price. Additionally, by presenting a coupon, you will receive a five Galleon discount.

"Diagon Alley, number 37?" Ron thought hard for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Fred and George, "Wait, isn't that your...?"

"Yes, it's Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes." Fred said with a smile.

George also took out a box, "Quantities are limited, it's first-come, first-served... But as our family, you have priority to purchase."

"How much?"

"Seven Galleons." Fred said, "But if you have the coupon, it's two Galleons."

"How much?" Kingsley, who had been silent, suddenly looked up and asked.

As an Auror, no one knew the price of a magical artifact better than him.

A regular anti-hex hat cost more than ten Galleons, let alone an Anti-Dementor amulet. If this was true, even seven Galleons was a bargain.

"What's this coupon... where is it?" Ron asked in confusion.

"If you'd bother to move those noble fingers of yours..." George glanced at him and said impatiently, "You'd find it on the last page."

Ron's face turned a little red, and Harry quietly flipped to the last page as well.

Indeed, on the last page of the booklet, there was a shiny slip of paper, with a golden signature on it.

"Cornelius Oswald Fudge... This is the Minister's signature." Kingsley said softly.

"Make it double." Moody took out his wand and tapped the slip.

The next second, the slip ignited into a ball of flame and turned into a pile of ashes.

"Not bad, there are at least five types of anti-counterfeiting charms on it." He nodded, not at all upset about losing five Galleons.

"Of course." Fred smiled, "Each of these is worth money, so we have to be careful."

"I'll take one." Kingsley tore off the slip and handed it to Fred, along with two Galleons.

"Thank you for your purchase!" George took a necklace out of the box and gave it to him.

Kingsley took the necklace and inspected it before crushing it in his hand.

A large cloud of silvery-white mist emerged from it and filled the small kitchen.

Everyone present felt a warm and comforting sensation.

"Not bad, it really is a Patronus Charm." Kingsley marveled.

"What a waste, Kingsley. Alastor and I checked it a long time ago." Tonks said, but then she seemed to remember something. "Hey, Alastor and I didn't pay this price for our necklaces. Are you trying to rip us off?"

"Don't you slander me!" Fred said seriously, "At that time, the Ministry of Magic hadn't collaborated with us yet, so it was the normal price."

"I don't care!" Tonks stubbornly said, "You have to refund me the difference."

"Don't even think about it!" Fred and George said seriously.

In fact, the necklace given to Tonks was made with materials they had purchased themselves, so the price couldn't have been as low as it was now.

"Then give me another one!" Tonks tore off the slip of paper and handed it over.

"Thank you, that will be two Galleons."

Tonks paused for a moment, then threw over two gold coins in a huff.

"Oh, I want one, too." Harry quickly tore off a slip of paper as well.

Ron, sitting beside him, looked on enviously. Although two Galleons was already a bargain, it was still beyond what he could afford.

"I'll take three."

At that moment, Bill walked in and placed a stack of gold coins on the table. He looked at Ron and Ginny and said with a smile, "What are you waiting for? Quickly tear off the magic coupons."

Ron immediately became excited, and in his eagerness, he almost tore the booklet in half.

Before long, the box of necklaces was emptied.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Bill looked at the necklaces in his hand and then at Fred and George.

"To be honest, we don't have enough." Fred frowned, "Kyle only made this suggestion yesterday afternoon, so we didn't have time to make many."

"But it's fine, we've invited some helpers." George said, "Kyle definitely doesn't have time, and Connor has to take the assessment for the Extraordinary Potioneer Association, so we invited Autumn and Hermione."

"They've agreed, and they'll be coming to the second floor of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes at nine o'clock today."

"We have two days, so we should be able to manage for a while."

"Today at nine?" Mrs. Weasley frowned, "But what about your jobs..."

"It's fine, Mom." Fred said, "This is our job, and Minister Fudge has agreed to it."

Upon hearing Fudge's name, Mrs. Weasley didn't say anything more.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to help as well. My Ancient Runes grades are pretty good." Bill thought for a moment and said, "Charlie's surveillance mission should also be coming to an end soon, so we can get him involved too."

"Of course, the more the merrier!" Fred said happily.

The anti-Dementor amulets weren't particularly complex; the materials were just expensive. Having extra hands to help would be fantastic.

As for secrecy... there was absolutely no need for that.

"I want to help, too." Ginny raised her hand, "Even though I may not be of much help, I can definitely handle drawing the runes. I got an 'O' in Ancient Runes this year, and I can also take this opportunity to learn about the practical applications of runic magic."

"You're welcome to join us."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and if there was anyone in the house who was more idle than the other, it was definitely them...

They had always wanted to lend a hand, and now was a great opportunity. Moreover, what Harry was more concerned about was that Fred had mentioned Autumn would be there.

Although he had gradually extinguished the idea of competing with Cedric, what if a miracle happened...

Harry's heart began to stir once more.

"We can help, too." He quickly said.

However, this time, Fred and George didn't immediately agree. Instead, they looked at them suspiciously.

"Sorry, do you two also take Ancient Runes as an elective?"

"If I remember correctly, I don't think so."

"Ancient Runes?" Harry blinked, stammering, "No, no, we don't."

Ron also scratched his hair, looking confused, "Why do we need to learn Ancient Runes to help out?"

At that moment, the lively dining room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at them with strange gazes.

Mrs. Weasley lowered her head without a word and eventually left the dining room with an excuse.

"Ah, it's nothing." Fred forced a smile and patted the two of them, "You don't have to help, just stay home and enjoy your vacation."

The two of them weren't that clueless, and they immediately understood what that meant. Their faces turned red.

"We can help with cleaning." Ron said.

"Yes." Harry nodded, "Or we can pass things around or something."

They had made up their minds that they would do anything as long as they could go to Diagon Alley with them. Otherwise, they would be the only two idle people left in the house.

Even younger Ginny had a role to play, but they were good for nothing, which was a bit too embarrassing.

"Well... I understand your good intentions." George chose his words carefully and asked, "But our shop assistants are three house-elves. Do you think we need someone else to clean?"

"Aren't you looking down on them a little?"

The two of them turned even redder.

They never expected that not only could they not compare to Ginny, but they also couldn't compete with house-elves.

Ginny sighed silently and turned her face away.

(End of Chapter)

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