Gary Vickers?

Hearing the name, Elena poked her head out of Professor McGonagall curiously and looked at Gary Vickers, who was standing behind the old elf. She had a good impression of the elf who first received her and Dumbledore at Gringotts, at least it was closer to some of the professional managers of later generations.

But, to be honest, apart from men, women, and children, the elves didn't seem to Elena to be much different: they were all short in stature, with dark faces, long, pointed fingers, and a long nose like Pinocchio. Therefore, she didn't recognize the familiar guide fairy until now.

"Ahem, honorable British Minister of Magic and member of the Hogwarts Board of Trustees, Gringotts has always attached great importance to the friendship between goblins and human wizards. ”

The elf Garry Vix straightened his back, picked up the long parchment, glanced at Fudge and Greengrass, and quickly swept his eyes over Dumbledore, who was slightly further back, and read them one by one.

"In light of the proposal of the British Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts Board of Directors, the Gringotts Elven Elders, after careful discussion, decided that certain concessions could be made, including a waiver of the processing fee of about 300 million gold Galleons, and the return of Salazar Slytherin's castle land certificate. ”

"Sounds tempting, so what are the conditions?"

Fudge nodded unfazedly and asked in a deep voice.

Although he has always been criticized for his lack of ability, Cornelius Fudge could not be just a lucky man who was useless to be able to take on the position of Minister of Magic, and he would not believe in his heart that this group of goblins who value money as their lives would make a loss-making business.

"It's a trivial, administrative convenience. Gary Vickers bowed respectfully and said with a smile, "Gringotts hopes to be able to pilot a lighter, new currency in England to replace heavy metal coins. You can think of each new currency as a miniature loan contract that any wizard can use to exchange for the equivalent of gold galleons at Gringotts. ”

"Like Muggle countries, a little piece of paper called a pound or a dollar?"

"Yes, exactly. The non-magical world has been practicing this monetary system for a long time, and it has proven to be an extremely positive contributor to the flow of trade throughout society. ”

"But that doesn't seem to be any good for you elves, right?"

Fudge frowned, his instincts always felt that something was wrong, but for a moment he couldn't find the problem.

"No, no, no, this is already the greatest enjoyment. ”

Garry Vix smiled and shook his head, his slender index finger cocked, and a serious look appeared on his dark face, "Dear Minister. Just as human women love shiny jewelry, we goblins have only fun listening to the sound of gold gallons colliding with each other. ”

"Well, is there anything else?" Fudge raised an eyebrow in understanding, which matched his knowledge of the elves, cunning magical creatures who always had an almost pathological attachment to gold.

Seeing that Fudge's tone seemed to loosen, Gary Vickers' eyes flashed with a gleam, and his body bent a little lower, and he said humbly, "The second thing, Gringotts hopes to be able to cooperate more broadly with the wizarding community, and we hope to be able to increase the number of human employees at least five hundred per year to participate in the day-to-day operations of Gringotts Wizarding Bank. ”

"Oh, more jobs? That's really on my mind, and in fact, you see, there are a lot of wizards in the wizarding world who can't find a suitable job. I think your proposal sounds fantastic. ”

Fudge nodded approvingly, and replied mildly.

"Yes, in fact, we also want to take this opportunity to deepen our friendship. While the castle is fascinating, we think there's something more important to do. ”

Gary Vickers' expression also became relaxed, and he said with a pleasant smile, "Finally, you need to understand, after all, if you terminate the contract directly, Gringotts will lose a huge fortune of close to 800 million gold Galleons, and we will have to get back the principal of this amount." ”

"Oh, don't you think about that, the Ministry of Magic doesn't have that much liquidity. Fudge said, waving his hand.

"The Ministry of Magic has always played a vital role in the stability of the entire wizarding world, but many workshops and businesses often hide their profits to avoid taxes for their own benefit. ”

As he spoke, Gary Vickers pointed to himself, "And we, Gringotts, can help the Ministry of Magic to audit and audit the accounts and find out those who evade taxes. All we need is to take a portion of the additional tax income and give it to Gringotts to repay the principal of the loan. ”

"Gentlemen, it sounds like there is absolutely no reason to refuse. Such sincerity, if anyone refuses, it must be the big fool of Tianzi No. 1. ”

Fudge looked at Greengrass, who was frowning beside him, and then turned to look at Dumbledore, who looked contemplative, and suddenly laughed.

"Of course, then it is a pleasure to work together, Gringotts will deliver the property certificate to your office tomorrow......"

Garry Vix laughed as well, rolled up the parchment in his hand, and said lightly, happily patting the shoulder of his fellow elf beside him, his eyes full of pride.

"I'm sorry, I refuse!"

The smile on Fudge's face suddenly froze, and he took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Huh?" the smiling elves froze with expressions on their faces.

"I mean, the Ministry of Magic won't agree to any of these requests. Cornelius Fudge repeated.

"You're kidding...... It's not funny. Gary Vickers felt that his smile must be a little ugly, and said dryly.

"As you said, I'm not a particularly smart and capable Minister of Magic, and I've never had a major flaw in over a year. One of the most important principles is to never make a commitment in an area that you don't understand. If there's a question that makes a wizard like Dumbledore hesitate, it's definitely not something I can decide directly. ”

Fudge shook his head, exchanged glances with Greengrass, straightened the placket of his suit, and said in a relaxed tone.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Greengrass smiled slightly, stepped forward, and clapped his hands gently.

"So, gentlemen. Let's change the subject, if the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts Board of Directors can come up with enough gold gallons to pay off the debt, can they legally take back the contract of Hogwarts Castle from you?"

"If you think about it again, that's 800 million gold galleons......"

Gary Vickers' voice was a little sharp, and he couldn't understand why such tempting terms would be completely rejected.

This time, Fudge ignored him and shook his head again.

"I don't think you're just going to come with the young man and get some fresh air in the Scottish Highlands, right?" ”

As he said the last sentence, Fudge's eyes were firmly fixed on the wrinkled old goblin who had been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

"Alright, Gary Vickers, come back. As I said earlier, just because human wizards aren't sensitive to money doesn't mean they're stupid and easily deceived. ”

Leos opened his eyes suddenly, and a dazzling light emanated from the cloudy eyes of the old dragon bell, looking at the people in front of him.

"Let's talk about the contract itself. ”

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