In the steaming cauldron, the black mud-like potion was lazily spitting bubbles.

"Seems almost?" said in a somewhat hoarse voice, but instead of looking at the good potion in the crucible, he looked at the thick stack of parchment with the sliding of his thin fingers, and his slightly reddened eyes were full of teasing like a snake staring at an unsuspecting vole.

"It's almost - the Ministry of Magic, according to the information from there, the negotiations between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have been almost done in the past few days, and the vigilance for the next festivities will be significantly lowered. ”

The slight stammering accent of the submissive answer to the previous mindless question was completely different from each other, but with a hint of disdain - it was clear that even this submissive wizard did not think much of the Ministry of Magic or his own partners.

"Greater interests?" said a middle-aged wizard in his forties and fifties, with a little disdain, marking a line of parchment with his finger on a line of parchment—'He has a strong interest in money.' ”

"Those greedy hyenas don't know that the greater benefits are obtained with greater strength, after they get the gold, they will only use their empty brains to think about it and give the gold to the group of goblins for safekeeping, they don't know how to use the gold to exchange for precious materials to study the mysteries of magic, if it weren't for the lack of funds for this experiment, how could I cooperate with those hyenas?"

"Of course they don't understand—" The apprentice-looking man extinguished the flames of the potion and filled the polyjuice potion into a glass bottle, his tone full of reverence, "how can they compare to you, you are further on the path of seeking the truth of the dark arts. ”

"Not necessarily, Luca, I'm just one of those who have explored the ocean of knowledge, and now I have to work with the hyenas with the necessary funds. The middle-aged wizard with the Mediterranean Sea tapped his fingers on the line of parchment.

"Speaking of which, our goal this time is to understand the truth of magic—" His slightly hoarse voice brought a nonchalant smile, "Have a keen interest in money?"

His voice was a little higher, "No money? What kind of magic do you study without money? Those hyenas are just rotten inheritors who only know how to learn what their predecessors have worked hard to study, and they don't even have the slightest innovation in knowledge! Those rotten guys are guarding a pile of knowledge, I'm afraid they don't even dare to do an experiment, except for throwing gold into Gringotts for the group of dwarves to guard, they don't even know how much money the experiment will cost!"

The loud voice resounded in the room, causing a rustling and finally, a commotion that caused the middle-aged wizard to wave his wand violently towards the ground.

"How much more material do you have?" he asked, thoughtlessly.

"I can go on for a week, teacher. ”

"Tell the group to lure that imp over, and I'll take care of the rest—double the gratuity!"

"There?"

"That's right, there, bring that little imp over, I'll make him lose the ability to win the championship during the game!"