some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 115 Gringotts' Sky-high Compensation
Scrimgeour came, and all the Aurors did his bidding and stood aside.

"Rufus, have you caught that bloody Death Eater?" Fudge asked.

"No, he's very fast and can fly, we can't catch him at all." Scrimgeour shook his head regretfully.

"Is it that bad?" Fudge frowned and turned around a few times anxiously.

He caught another glimpse of Umbridge, who had slammed against the wall and passed out, and his anger flared up again.

But Skjeline hurriedly pulled Fudge towards the corner and told him about William repelling the Death Eaters.

After hearing this, Fudge was extremely shocked.

"Then what should we do?" Fudge was a little embarrassed.

Attacking an Auror, if it is an ordinary person, will definitely be imprisoned in Azkaban.

But the other party is the youngest recipient of the Merlin Medal, and he has just resisted the Death Eaters... If this kind of wizard is caught, he will definitely be attacked by public opinion.

And William is also Dumbledore's lover, and the two have a close relationship!

Fudge soon dismissed the matter, however, when Skjerling told him that there was a circle of reporters outside Gringotts.

"This group of hateful guys should all be arrested in Azkaban!"

Fudge no longer had the mind to talk to Umbridge, he was preoccupied with how to deal with the reporters and the wave of public opinion that was about to arrive.

Today is the awarding ceremony of the Merlin Medal. In the evening, the youngest recipient of the Medal was attacked, Gringotts was almost stolen, and the Dark Mark appeared... What kind of scandal is this?

Fudge only felt that his head was big, he had only been in office for more than a year, why did he encounter so many things?

He is so hard!

Fudge walked up and down the cave, thinking about what to do.

His first thought was to hide it, but it couldn't be hidden at all.

If there is no Dark Mark, just simply say that Gringotts has been stolen, but nothing has been lost, and it will be over,
But now that the Dark Mark has appeared, and one Death Eater has been captured before, and two appear in just a few months, people will doubt the ability of the Ministry of Magic.

"Mr. Minister, I will take this child away now, he must rest." Nick LeMay walked over.

Fudge looked at the old man in the Givenchy shirt for a long time before he recognized him.

"Oh, Mr. Nicole Flamel, why are you? Why are you here, aren't you in Devonshire?"

"Well, I just happened to be here, but I have to take this child with me now."

"Why, you know William?" Fudge was taken aback.

"Yes, it took a long time to pass letters during the summer vacation." Niko laughed.

"Oh, then...then you go." Fudge stammered.

"Sir, I can't leave now." William said, resisting sleepiness, "I need an explanation."

"What statement?" Fudge became irritable again: "You just attacked an official of the Ministry of Magic, and I have stopped pursuing it."

"It's not Umbridge...it's what Gringotts said." William said coldly.

"My family and I came to Gringotts to save money, but we were attacked. Where did those Gringotts guards go when I was fighting for so long?"

Fudge turned his head and stared at an old goblin behind him, and asked, "That's right, where are the Gringotts guards? Our Ministry of Magic didn't receive an alarm, and we didn't catch the black-robed wizard. This is all your responsibility!"

Fudge seemed to be grasping at straws, and with a twist of his face, he pushed the blame away.

The old goblin looked away, faltering and refusing to speak.

William sneered, and he probably could figure out a thing or two about the other party's mind.

The lack of reinforcements immediately was because the black-robed wizard was very powerful. He didn't want to lose his power for no reason, and wanted William and that person to fight each other.

As for the Ministry of Magic...not to mention, if the Ministry of Magic came, it would give them an excuse to investigate Gringotts.

Without the intervention of the Ministry of Magic, this matter could always have been covered up, and the ancient reputation of Gringotts would continue to be maintained.

But they didn't expect such a big disturbance. Before the wizard left, he hit the Dark Mark.

"We are willing to pay compensation." The old goblin bowed slightly.

William smiled.

This is what he wants.

Gringotts is sorry for them first, and it is impossible for William to do bloody cleansing of Gringotts because of this incident. He is not a dark wizard, nor does he have this power.

But Gringotts had to be slaughtered once to ease the mood.

William pointed to the dead dragon.

"I want it!"

Fudge's eyelids twitched. He thought William would be fine with a thousand Galleons at most, but he didn't expect Merlin to open his mouth so much.

"This is impossible!" the old goblin said angrily, "The fire dragon is the private property of Gringotts, and it cannot be given to anyone, even if it is dead."

A fire dragon is full of treasures, it can be said to be a sky-high price, and the most important thing is that it is very difficult to buy.

Gringotts has its own dragon farm in Africa, but they are also reluctant to send a complete fire dragon carcass as compensation.

"If you don't send it, I will tell the "Daily Prophet" the whole thing." William dragged his voice like Professor Snape.

"I think reporters will be very interested, and readers will also want to know how Gringotts has no regard for the lives of customers, and how it guards itself and allows Death Eaters to enter and escape."

"You...!" The old goblin trembled angrily, pointing at William angrily.

William continued: "Of course, I don't want this fire dragon at all.

One-sixth of the dragon's proceeds will be donated to the Ministry of Magic; one-sixth to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; one-sixth to Mr. Nicole Flamel; one-sixth to St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry ; the remaining one-third, all donated to Ravenclaw College. "

Fudge's breath became slightly short of breath, and William didn't want it at all, and donated it all, what a great deal!
The corpse of a fire dragon can be sold for hundreds of thousands of Galleons at least, and one-sixth is also a large sum.

He can still make a lot of money secretly!

It's just that he doesn't know that William doesn't seem to want it at all, but what's the difference between donating to Hogwarts and Ravenclaw and using it for himself?

With Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick around, William is free to use dragon blood or dragon nerves for research.

This is William's cleverness. He swallowed the dragon whole, and no one would agree, but he was still very slick when it came to pulling a banner and acting like a tiger.

Sure enough... Fudge pondered for a moment, and then said loudly: "This matter is settled like this. Someone will bring the fire dragon back to the Ministry of Magic."

Dozens of Aurors rushed forward, not giving the old goblin a chance to object.

He looked at these robbers angrily, but there was nothing he could do!

Fudge said, "Let's go, we have to deal with those damn reporters next."

After everyone left, William breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. LeMay, help me change the memory of my parents."

"Okay, I will," said the old man.

Drowsiness flooded in, and William finally fell asleep with Fox in his arms.

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