Cornelius Fudge is in a very bad mood right now.

To be honest, he hadn't been in such a mood for a long time since he unexpectedly became Minister of Magic last year.

After all, Voldemort had fallen a few years ago and seemed to have completely disappeared into history, Barty Crouch, the only rival in the Ministry, could no longer pose any threat to his career because his son was accused of being a Death Eater, and with the most powerful White Wizard, Albus Dumbledore, in the British wizarding world, Fudge once thought that he might be the luckiest Minister of Magic ever.

It wasn't until today that he received this message from the Gringotts elves, although the specific news would not spread throughout the wizarding world until tomorrow morning - one of the magical sanctuaries of human wizards, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had been mortgaged to the goblins of Gringotts.

Receiving the news at about the same time as him, the major families that make up the Hogwarts Board of Directors were the two parties, and after the two parties confirmed the reliability of the news through their own channels, they did not hesitate to go directly to Hogwarts in the hope of finding out the truth of the matter as soon as possible.

"Hogwarts is mortgaged?!"

"That's the Minister of Magic, he's crazy, how can it be?"

As the intruders entered the main hall of the auditorium, the face of the leader who had been featured in the Daily Prophet was a clear indication of his identity, Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister for Magic of the United Kingdom.

Combined with what he had just said, it was not difficult for the students to guess what was the reason for Fudge's sudden invasion of Hogwarts with the rest of the Ministry of Magic, and there was no doubt that as the head of the British Ministry of Magic, this matter was too serious.

For a while, the entire auditorium exploded, and everyone was talking in a low voice, and some people looked at Fudge in disbelief, as if it was not the Minister of Magic who broke into the auditorium but a troll of more than ten feet. More people subconsciously set their eyes on the old man sitting in the center of the teacher's seat.

"Dumbledore, this ......"

Professor McGonagall asked, as the witch quickly turned to look at Dumbledore sitting behind him.

However, Elena standing right behind McGonagall had a strange feeling, Professor McGonagall looked a little different from most people, and her surprise and nervousness did not seem to be Hogwarts, but a sense of surprise.

Ding Ding Ding ~

Dumbledore picked up the spoon and tapped the empty glass with a crisp sound.

"Quiet. ”

The old man stood up, his blue eyes looking around the hall through the half-moon-shaped lenses, as if with an inexplicable power, and everywhere he looked, the students quickly closed their mouths and sat down quietly.

"Thank you. ”

Dumbledore smiled slightly, nodded gently at the students, and finally fell on Connelly Fudge and his party standing at the door, frowned, and said with a little confusion.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, but I don't quite understand what you mean. Dumbledore said, waving his hand around, "As you can see, Hogwarts has an annual sorting ceremony going on, I want to ......"

"Dumbledore, don't try to digress. ”

Behind Fudge, a middle-aged man in a dark gray trench coat walked up and interrupted Dumbledore with a slight impudence, his leather shoes hitting the floor of the Great Hall, clearly angering him more than he had shown.

"Lucius Malfoy met you in Diagon Alley last month, and on the same day, many wizards admitted that they saw you in Gringotts. Do you want to say that you just used to distract yourself?"

"Oh, dear Greengrass. If you dig a little deeper, you'll see that I was actually just leading a freshman to Diagon Alley that day to buy school supplies. You see, somebody has to talk about the introduction of young wizards who were born in the non-wizarding world into our world, and that's a long-standing tradition at Hogwarts. ”

The old wizard shrugged his shoulders and slowly walked down the steps, past Professor McGonagall, and finally stopped in front of Fudge and the others, and said, "Actually, I was dismayed to find that after not going shopping on the street for so long, I didn't even know the exchange rate of gold galleons, after all, I had so little place to use gold coins other than to buy Christmas presents. ”

Facing Dumbledore up close, Fudge and Mr. Greengrass's expressions were slightly restrained. The more they are in such a position, the more they can deeply know the magical power contained in the body of the white-haired old wizard in front of them.

"Now, gentlemen, can you tell me what the hell is going on? ”

Dumbledore said with a serious and calm expression on his face.

"Hmm...... Dumbledore, did you really just lead the students to buy supplies for the start of school that day?"

Greengrass asked hesitantly, since Dumbledore had said this, most of the doubts in his mind had actually been dissipated.

He only needed to verify the records of each shop and compare the time, and he could easily deduce the facts, and he believed that a great wizard like Dumbledore would not lie about such a trivial matter.

"In that case, the problem may be even worse. Let's let Secretary Fudge explain the specific situation. ”

I don't know what came to mind, the man rubbed his chin, beckoned to the back, and whispered a few words to a young wizard, who nodded solemnly and walked out of the hall quickly.

"Dumbledore, then the students ......"

Fudge took off his top hat and rubbed his hands in annoyance, looked at the curious students around him, asked with some hesitation, and gradually realized that he might be facing a more troublesome problem.

"It doesn't matter, they're all members of Hogwarts and have the right to know about all the important events that have happened, or could happen, in this school. Dumbledore replied with a shake of his head.

"Well, since you insist, though I don't think it's appropriate for the children to know. But tomorrow the Daily Prophet will publish the news, so it doesn't matter. ”

Connelly Fudge waved his hand in dismay, looked at Dumbledore and said seriously, "Just now, the goblins of Gringotts gathered in the major newspapers of the wizarding world and held a press conference, at which they showed everyone the proof of Hogwarts Castle's real estate documents, and claimed that it was the income of a huge mortgage contract. ”

"So, the goblins didn't reveal who signed the contract and the details of the contents?"

Dumbledore tapped his knuckles thoughtfully, asking suspiciously.

"Nope. The Minister of Magic shook his head solemnly, his brow furrowed, "They only revealed that the entire mortgage was about 800 million gold Galleons, but the strangest thing was that the loan was obtained in a Muggle currency called rubles. If not you, who else can earn the trust of the elves. ”

As Minister of Magic, Fudge knew the difficulties of those Gringotts goblins, and if it weren't for absolute certainty or huge profits, those shrewd and miserly magical creatures would not have been able to shell out so much money.

"The strange things don't stop there. ”

At this time, Mr. Greengrass, who was beside Fudge, suddenly added, "As far as I know, for so many years, the board of directors has never heard of the existence of proof documents at Hogwarts Castle. We would also like to confirm the authenticity of this matter with the mouth of Headmaster Dumbledore. ”

"I see, but if Salazar really had Salazar's stamp on it, it probably wasn't a forgery. ”

Dumbledore nodded solemnly, "According to the literature and school history, before the establishment of Hogwarts, this castle belonged to Salazar Slytherin, one of the four founders. ”

"But that was a long time ago...... Wait!So, there is another executor for this contract, only a descendant of Slytherin?!"

Connelly Fudge's face changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the sturdy wizard who had pushed Filch away, and shouted, "Delix, hurry up and check on the recent situation of the Gaunt family." ”

"No need to check. ”

Greengrass interrupted suddenly, his gaze swept over Fudge with a hint of sarcasm, "Didn't the last heir of the Gaunt family have been thrown into Azkaban by you a long time ago? Shouldn't you know about his relics and the last people he came into contact with? ”

Hearing Greengrass's words, Fudge felt as if he had been burned by a fiery soldering iron, and his thick neck turned red.

"You mean, the Hogwarts estate that appeared in the hands of the Gringotts elves proved to be made by someone from our Ministry?!"

"I didn't say that...... But, on second thought, who would need a bunch of Muggle currency other than the Ministry of Magic?"

Greengrass whispered with disgust, his gaze past Fudge and nonchalantly scanning the Ministry of Magic staff behind him.

"Slander! This is a baseless accusation, and we at the Ministry of Magic would never have such a situation. ”

Hearing the words of the man beside him, Cornelius Fudge roared loudly in anger.

"It seems to me that if there is any proof of estate, the Hogwarts Board will really be unaware of it for so many years? I have heard that many of your family's businesses have been in decline lately, and don't think that I don't know that you have been secretly trying to trade with the non-magical world. The informant in my hand......"

"Mr. Minister, can I see this as an insult to the noble pure-blood family, how can we possibly cooperate with those stupid Muggles!"

Greengrass narrowed his eyes and said in an unhappy tone.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Seeing that the dispute between the two wizards was intensifying, and he was about to start an ugly quarrel in front of the whole school, Dumbledore, who had been standing on the side, coughed vigorously a few times, recalled the contents of the stack of parchment full of numbers and patterns in his arms, and blinked and said.

"Gentlemen, in fact, there is another person besides the Gaunt family who also claims to have Slytherin blood. ”

"No, the ancient Gaunt family is the only surviving descendant of Salazar Slytherin, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, and there is no one else but them. ”

Greengrass shook his head and retorted without thinking.

"No, there is another one. Fudge's complexion, which had been blushing, changed, and there was a hint of panic in his expression, and he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, "You don't want to talk about that person, do you, but hasn't he disappeared a long time ago?"

But, apparently, not everyone thinks so. Greengrass snorted, "It seems that there are still some rats hiding in the dark." If I'm not mistaken, the boy of the head of the Magic Enforcement Division. ”

"And, it seems that someone has seen a mysterious dark shadow in Albania, I told you......" Dumbledore said with a serious expression as he looked at Fudge.

"So, this is a conspiracy against the entire wizarding world?"

Fudge's face became extremely ugly, as if it had been a piece of pork liver that had been left for a long time, and he pretended not to hear Dumbledore's words, and said to his assistant.

"Delix, tell the archives to find out where that person came from as soon as possible, hell, you know who I'm talking about, I don't want to repeat it a second time. And let the group of people in the Auror office move all of them, and within half a month, I will arrest those delusional Death Eaters and throw them all into Azkaban!!"

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Coo-goo~ Poor Tom, there's no way, who made your villain unable to stand up and deny it?

The big chapter of 3700 words Oh, the goo of conscience is not split into two chapters!! ask for a recommendation vote to eat!!