Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 893

Chapter 893 Advance Newspaper, Kyle's Countermeasures

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the early morning breeze felt cool on the body. It was a bit cold, but very comfortable.

Kyle arrived at the Ministry of Magic early in the morning, walked through the empty main hall, took the elevator to the second floor, and opened the door to the Auror's office with ease.

Scrimgeour was sitting there, looking tired. It looked like he had just arrived, more like he had been busy all night and hadn't gone back.

"Are you taking action again?" Kyle asked casually.

"It's still the same thing before." Scrimgeour said, "Why are you here? What's the matter? If you want to find Chris, he hasn't come back yet."

"No, I'm just here to wait for the goblin."

"Goblins?" Scrimgeour was stunned for a moment, "Can they send Galleons over today?"

Although he wanted to get the money as soon as possible, he also knew that nearly 40,000 Galleons was really not a small amount of money.

The agreement reached yesterday was delivered this morning... When Malfoy donated five thousand galleons to the Ministry of Magic, he had never been so efficient.

"I think it should be okay." Kyle said, and fiddled with the huge looking glass in the office.

Scrimgeour frowned, but didn't stop him.

Because of what happened yesterday, his attitude towards Kyle can be said to be quite tolerant now. It's just a real looking glass. Although it is important, it can't be damaged by just touching it.

As time passed, there were more and more people in the office. Everyone looked like they were in a hurry, coming in quickly, reporting their work in brief words, and then leaving quickly.

Kyle had been sitting nearby all this time.

When the Aurors reported their work, sometimes he could hear them, sometimes not.

It must be that Scrimgeour used magic like earplugs to listen to the spell, and he was quite cautious.

However, Kyle was not interested in these either. In order not to cause misunderstanding, he took the initiative to get up and go to Mr. Weasley's office not far next door.

The Misuse of Muggle Articles Office is also on this floor.

When Kyle knocked on the door and walked in, Mr. Weasley was talking to Chris.

"Dad?" Kyle was a little surprised, "When did you come back."

"Just now, I met Arthur in the main hall a minute ago." Chris was equally surprised to see Kyle here, "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for the goblin," Kyle said.

"Goblin?" Chris was confused as to what happened, but fortunately Mr. Weasley quickly told him what happened.

"Is it the fire dragon again, or the Ukrainian iron belly?" Chris rubbed his forehead helplessly.

In order to appease the black dragons in the Heshidry Islands, he slept for less than three hours in the past few days. If possible, he really didn't want to deal with the fire dragons anymore.

But a tortured adult Iron Belly is much more destructive than a black dragon, so it doesn't matter.

"Okay, Arthur, it seems we have to go have a drink next time." Chris took a deep breath, turned around and walked out.

"Wait." Kyle stopped him, "Don't worry dad, the fire dragon has left England now."

"How do you know?" Chris asked.

"The Fire Dragon Sanctuary told me," Kyle said, "I wrote to them yesterday afternoon and they have agreed to take over the Ukrainian Ironbelly.

"I received a reply not long ago saying that they would bring the dragon back to Romania from the Pyrenees."

"The Pyrenees..." Mr. Weasley smacked his lips, "It went to France?"

"Obviously." Kyle shrugged.

Iron Belly was chasing Oren, and probably lost him halfway, so he flew all the way to France.

After all, the fire dragon had been in the dark underground vault for so long, and its eyes had long since deteriorated, and it couldn't identify the direction at all. Wherever it flew, it all depended on feeling.

"Oh well."

After hearing that the fire dragon had left the UK, Chris was no longer in a hurry to run out. This was no longer his jurisdiction. If he went there rashly, even if it was to help, the French Ministry of Magic would not be happy.

After that, Mr. Weasley told him again what happened yesterday. When he heard that Kyle met a Death Eater disguised as a goblin in Gringotts, he had no reaction at all and did not look worried at all.

He's used to it now.

They were just Death Eaters. It would be weird if Kyle didn't meet them one day.

And compared to the traces on the Heshidry Islands that almost run through the islands, these are just minor troubles and there is no need to worry at all.

Until Mr. Weasley told him that Kyle had obtained thirty thousand galleons in compensation from the goblins.

The corners of Chris' eyes twitched and he looked at Kyle with disbelief.

Those goblins who are so greedy that they would care less about a knut are willing to pay thirty thousand galleons to the Ministry of Magic?

Is he crazy or is the goblin crazy.

"It's true..."

"Bang!"

Before Mr. Weasley could finish speaking, he heard a banging on the door next door.

Kyle ran over first, followed closely by Mr. Weasley.

Chris hadn't reacted yet, but watching everyone in the office pass by, he also walked out.

As soon as he arrived in the corridor, Kyle heard Bogrord's angry voice.

"Didn't we make an agreement yesterday...what does this mean...the integrity of your wizards!"

There was a vibrato in his voice, as if he was too angry.

In the Auror's office, after the goblin broke in, he threw the newspaper he was holding on the table.

From the looks of it, it seemed that it was trying to throw Scrimgeour in the face at first, but its survival instinct caused its hand to turn around midway.

This is…

Scrimgeour subconsciously lowered his head to glance at the newspaper, and then frowned deeply.

[Self-directed and self-acted, Gringotts may become the mysterious man's private vault]

Just by looking at the title, Scrimgeour understood why the goblin was so angry.

"A piece of shocking news. Gringotts, which has always been famous for its impregnability, has been stolen. Although the goblins tried their best to hide the news, I, the righteous and brave Rita Skeeter, still got the first-hand information. …”

The article was very long and filled the entire front page, not even leaving any advertising space in the corners.

Moreover, this article also thoughtfully marks some key points in bold fonts to make it easier for everyone to read.

"It's hard for me to believe that how a wizard turned into a goblin has not yet been discovered. This excuse is the most shameless I have ever heard. I would rather believe that this is a collaboration between Gringotts and Death Eaters."

"An innocent and excellent wizard was involved in this conspiracy and helped Gringotts drive away the Death Eaters, but he was almost slandered as the culprit. I don't understand what the goblins wanted to do. Is it because they offended their new master? Not happy?"

"I don't care whether the goblin has taken refuge with the mysterious man, but Gringotts is no longer that reliable. It might be better to hide Galleons under the floor of your house."

Well, how should I put it, in standard Rita Skeeter style, the entire report is full of personal guesses and hearsay. If he were a goblin, he would definitely be angry.

Especially the last sentence, which is tantamount to implying that people take out the property from the vault... This is what Gringotts cannot tolerate the most.

No wonder that Bogrod was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly just now.

But Scrimgeour had no idea what was going on.

It was indeed the Daily Prophet, but it was strange.

The layout is a bit strange. The front page of the entire issue is about the incident at Gringotts, which is fine, but the second and third pages are all wrong.

Even if Gringotts was blown up by a mysterious figure, it wouldn't take up an entire issue of the newspaper.

Besides that, the timing was wrong.

The new issue of the newspaper is released at eight o'clock, which means that the owl responsible for delivering the newspaper will not leave the newspaper office until after eight o'clock.

But now...

Scrimgeour glanced at the time.

There is still half an hour until eight o'clock, and no one should be able to get the new issue of the newspaper at this time.

And judging from Bogrod's description, they had already finished reading the newspaper and had obviously received it earlier.

Scrimgeour's expression kept changing, and he closed the newspaper after a moment. He did not tell Bogrod what he had discovered, but frowned slightly. "I don't know what's going on."

"you do not know?!"

"Yes." Scrimgeour said calmly, "The Auror Office only arrests dark wizards and has no right to interfere with the newspaper office, so I didn't know about it."

"Oops...what's going on here?"

At this time, Kyle just walked over slowly from outside, "I can hear the commotion here from the next door... Oh, isn't this Mr. Bogrod?"

Kyle greeted him warmly as if he had just seen a goblin, "What, are you here to give me some money? You're so polite, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

"It's you!" Bogrod suddenly realized, "You must have done this!"

"What did I do?" Kyle blinked.

"This!" Bogrod waved the newspaper excitedly, wanting to throw it in Kyle's face.

"You know everything?" Kyle said in a deep voice,

"Hey, you..."

"No need to thank me." Kyle said before Bogrod: "I just did a small favor, it's no big deal."

"What did you say?" Bogrod was stunned, "Thank you?!"

You've gone back on your word and ruined Gringotts' reputation, so why don't you thank me?

In all its years as a goblin, it has never seen such a shameless wizard.

"Ah, you ask what happened?" Kyle suddenly looked at Mr. Weasley.

Mr. Weasley looked at Kyle with a confused expression... He didn't speak just now.

But seeing Kyle blinking his eyes, Mr. Weasley nodded quickly, "Yeah, what happened."

"Simple, I asked my friend from the newspaper to do a small favor." Kyle said, "I was worried that the people at the Daily Prophet would be reluctant to let go of this big news, so I asked her to help keep an eye on it. Once the latest content is about ancient times, For news about Lingge, send a newspaper in advance.”

"It's just..." Kyle paused for a moment before continuing: "She seemed to have misunderstood what I meant. I asked her to send me a copy, but I didn't expect that she sent it to Gringotts."

"You, you..." Bogrod looked at Kyle blankly.

Does he believe it?

Another person might believe it, but when it came out of Kyle's mouth, it couldn't be true.

That newspaper must have been his fault, and the witch sent not just one copy, but a hundred copies.

If it was just to report a message, would it be necessary to do so much?

"This newspaper...cannot be published...absolutely not!" Bogrod said tremblingly: "You need to be responsible for this matter, otherwise, otherwise, all previous conditions will be invalid!"

"I can't help." Kyle sighed, "My friend is just a small employee. Whatever the newspaper wants to publish, it doesn't matter what she says."

"Where's your Ministry of Magic?" Bogrord shouted, "Don't tell me you don't have this right either."

"Yes, there is, but there is nothing we can do."

"no way?"

"The main reason is that there is no money." Kyle spread his hands, "Everyone is busy now, and there is also the escaped fire dragon. Ten people were separated at once. There is no extra overtime salary, and no one is willing to deal with the newspaper office. It's a waste of time.”

Bogrod understood, he was asking for money!

"That's nearly 40,000 Galleons..." it roared excitedly: "I have already said that I will send it over as soon as Gringotts has finished raising the funds."

"You misunderstood. I really didn't mean that." Kyle shook his head repeatedly, "But the Ministry of Magic is really busy. If you don't believe me, go to each floor and see who doesn't have seven or eight tasks in hand. They really can't spare time."

Bogrod looked at Kyle blankly and said nothing. After a few minutes, he asked in a deep voice: "After we paid the money, this article will be cancelled, right."

"I already said, this is not something I can decide." Kyle thought for a while, "But with overtime pay, everyone's enthusiasm for work will definitely increase, and maybe some people will be willing to go to the newspaper office."

"But I don't think it's necessary. The owl that delivers the newspaper will be leaving soon. How can Gringotts come up with more than thirty thousand Galleons in such a short time?"

"We'd better think of another way."

Bogrod didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Scrimgeour wanted to ask something else, but seeing that neither Chris nor Mr. Weasley spoke, he stopped his curiosity.

Kyle sat there, watching the time.

Five minutes later, Bogrod came back with a large box that was taller than it was.

The goblin didn't waste any time and raised his hand to open the box.

In an instant, the bright golden light seemed to dye the entire Auror office golden.

"Now...that's it!" Bogrod said through gritted teeth.

"Of course, of course..." Kyle couldn't stop grinning in the direction of his ears, "Director Scrimgeour, if you don't hurry up and arrange for someone to go to the newspaper office, it will be too late!"

"Oh, I'll go right away." Scrimgeour forcibly moved his eyes away from the large box of Galleons, and walked out for a walk, turning back three times.

When he came back, the goblin had left, leaving only the large box of dazzling gold coins to prove that all this was true.

"They...those goblins really collected more than 30,000 Galleons so quickly?"

"That's for sure." Kyle laughed, "It would be ridiculous if Britain's largest wizarding bank even needs to raise these 30,000 galleons."

"Then what they said before..."

"It's easy for us to find it." Kyle said, "Give me a little every month, and make some small requests by the way. For Galleons' sake, as long as it's not too difficult to handle. You probably won't refuse. "

Scrimgeour thought for a moment and nodded slowly.

If this is the case, they may not necessarily refuse, and even the minister will definitely be the same.

"Of course, these are all my guesses." Kyle said, "The goblin may have other ideas, but it is nothing more than wanting to gain benefits and make up for the losses as much as possible."

"These greedy guys..." Scrimgeour whispered something that seemed to be a curse word.

"Okay, split the money!" Kyle said nonchalantly.

Now that Galleon is in hand, it doesn't matter what the goblin thinks.

Upon hearing his words, Scrimgeour's face instantly became excited.

Split the money, what a wonderful decision.

"I'm going to find the minister!" He stood up and ran out quickly.

The money was nominally given to the Ministry of Magic, and Scrimgeour could not take away the agreed portion privately. The minister had to come forward.

Soon, Amelia Bones arrived.

After seeing the whole box full of galleons, even she was distracted for a moment.

To actually get it... incredible.

Things were much simpler after that.

Kyle took the lead in taking away his own 6,500 Galleons. The heavy Galleons were put into a bag, making a pleasant sound when they collided.

The Auror Office also received the agreed fifteen thousand Galleons, and Scrimgeour never closed his mouth.

It's just that Amelia Bones also handed over the restoration of Diagon Alley to him. Although magic can solve most of the problems, it is not all after all.

The falling dragon flames and the split gold cup also burned many things, such as the books outside Flourish Blotts Bookstore. These cannot be solved by magic and require Galleons.

Scrimgeour readily agreed.

He had a general understanding that there were not many damaged things, which were completely within the acceptable range, and since he got the bulk of the money, he should take over the job.

As for the remaining half, as agreed in advance, the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures took one third, which is five thousand Galleons.

The reason is that fire dragons fall within their scope of work, so naturally they should be given more points.

Although everyone knew this was an excuse, they all acquiesced.

It was Kyle who got the money, and it was understandable that the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures would get a share of it.

Chris almost laughed out loud. Although he held it back, his shoulders shook.

It feels really good to go out for a walk and come back with an extra five thousand galleons and no need to do anything extra.

Next to him, Mr. Weasley smacked his lips in envy... The Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items also needed funds, but he also knew that it was unlikely that Bones would agree.

Now that the focus of the department is entirely on fighting You-Know-Who and Death Eaters, the Department of Misuse of Muggle Items has almost no say.

If he had not insisted on staying in his original position, this department would have been temporarily closed when Dumbledore announced that the Order of the Phoenix would be merged into the Auror team.

(End of chapter)

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