"Oh, Amos, you scared me. ”

Arthur Weasley was startled for a moment, looked closely at the familiar face, a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard, then laughed and scolded, and reached out to help the man in the fire out.

The Red-Faced Wizard's full name is Amos Diggory, and he works in the same Ministry of Magic as Arthur Weasley, but in a different department. The Diggory family also lived near the village of Ottrie St. Cachpole, and Amos Diggory's son Cedric also studied at Hogwarts, so Arthur and Amos had a pretty good personal relationship.

"I'm sure you've seen that too, Arthur. ”

Without much politeness, Amos Diggory waved his hand a little annoyedly, and said in a deep voice with a frown. Mr. Weasley noticed that he was clutching a copy of the Daily Prophet in his right hand.

Needless to say, the same things are clearly the same as everyone's anxieties, and Arthur, who also has children studying at Hogwarts, is very well aware of Amos Diggory's feelings.

"Yes," Mr. Weasley nodded solemnly, "the news is so abrupt that I still don't have a clue, and there hasn't been any news in the ministry before. What about you?"

"I had a vague hearing that yesterday evening there was an urgent call in the Auror office. A friend told me that it might be a plot hatched by the remnants of that person. ”

Amos Diggory looked left and right, subconsciously lowered his voice, and the expression on his face was a little terrifying under the swaying firelight.

"Oh my God," Arthur Weasley let out a low cry, his eyes widening suddenly, "So, is it true? Hogwarts Castle was sold to the goblins of Gringotts?"

"Not yet, according to the revelations on Wizarding Weekly, to be precise, it's just that the land of Hogwarts Castle has been mortgaged to the goblins of Gringotts. ”

Amos Diggory shook his head and looked at Mr. Weasley expectantly, "There have been rumors in the Department that you are quite close to Professor Dumbledore, and I wonder if you may know something more. ”

"Actually, I don't even know as much as you do. By the way, did you ask the gentleman from the Lovewood family next door, I think he seemed to be the editor of "Contrarian", and he might have some additional first-hand information there. Mr. Weasley said after a moment's thought.

"You mean Xenophilius Lovewood? No, since his wife died, he's become a little weird, and he talks nonsense all day long. In fact, he threw me a copy of "Singing Contrarian" through the stove early this morning. ”

Mr. Diggory raised his eyebrows and let out a sneer, a look of wonder on his face, "It's ridiculous that they think the whole thing is a conspiracy hatched by Professor Dumbledore. It is even said that Dumbledore secretly united with the goblins to sell Hogwarts in order to overthrow the Ministry of Magic, and then use it to provoke a war between the non-magical world and the wizarding world. ”

"Ridiculous, it's just nonsense!"

Arthur Weasley waved his hand vigorously, and couldn't help but raise his voice and say angrily.

"If Mr. Dumbledore wants to be Minister of Magic, he can do so with a simple word. Not to mention, as the longest-serving Headmaster of Hogwarts, there was simply no way he would have mortgaged his school. ”

"Who's to say it isn't?" said Mr. Diggory, touching the short mustache on his chin and nodding approvingly, "If it weren't for the absurdity of this story, this might be the most wonderful and complete story that 'Singing Backtrack' has ever made up this year." ”

"I don't think it's funny. Arthur replied in a muffled voice.

As a staunch supporter of Dumbledore, Mr. Weasley couldn't help but feel a little angry knowing that this was just the way Contrarian had always used to gain attention, because he had always had a crush on the nimble thinking Mr. Lovewood.

As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, Arthur Weasley knew more about Dumbledore's contributions to the wizarding world than most. Albus Dumbledore, the great wizard who devoted his life to Hogwarts education and keeping the peace of the wizarding world, could not have been associated with any conspiracy theories.

"However, it is strange to say that yesterday Mr. Minister asked me some questions about Muggle currency......

After a pause, Arthur frowned, as if remembering something, and touched his chin thoughtfully.

Halfway through speaking, the man stopped his conversation alertly, glancing at Ginny, who was about to move to the stove before he knew it, and Mr. Weasley straightened his tie and glanced at Amos Diggory.

"It's not a good place to talk about business. Anyway, let's go to the ministry first. The specific situation should be known when the time comes, just ask the Auror Office or Mr. Minister. ”

As he spoke, Arthur Weasley picked up a flower pot from the kitchen mantelpiece and handed it to the red-faced wizard, "Amos, you go first. ”

"Okay, see you in the lobby on the first floor. Amos Diggory glanced at the little girl with an angry face, nodded gently, tucked the newspaper under her arm, picked up a pinch of shiny powder from the pot, walked to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With a whew, the fire turned green, and Mr. Diggory walked straight into the fire and shouted, "Ministry of Magic!" and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Alright, Ginny, breakfast is over. Now either go back to your room or go to your mother. ”

Mr. Weasley kissed his youngest daughter on the forehead, turned around, and reached into the pot to pinch out a small handful of Floo powder, "If you're obedient, maybe I'll bring you a copy of the latest Quidditch Weekly when I get off work." Ministry of Magic!"

The flames roared, and Mr. Weasley vanished into the flames.

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Ministry of Magic, Atrium Foyer.

Every wall was covered with ornate black tiles, and the hall was bustling with people.

"Oh my God, how come there are so many people today. Sorry......"

Arthur Weasley struggled to push his way through the crowd, he had been trampled at least five or six times along the way, and of course he inevitably accidentally stepped on other wizards, but fortunately, as an employee of the Ministry of Magic, he could enter the Ministry directly through the green channel later.

Most wizards have a newspaper with a goblin's face in their hands, the most common of which is the Daily Prophet, but the covers of other newspapers such as Wizard Weekly, Contemporary Wizard Interviews, and so on are all similarly illustrated.

Obviously, this sudden official announcement from Gringotts is like a hornet's nest that has stabbed the entire wizarding world.

"Oh, Arthur, thank goodness you're finally here!"

Before Mr. Weasley could stand still, a high-pitched, thin voice like a little girl came from beside him.

There was a fat, short witch standing next to the elevator, with a small brown velvet bow and a pink headband on her short taupe curls, and a broad, flabby face full of sweet and greasy smirks.

In fact, there are very few people in the Ministry of Magic who don't know the celebrity close to Cornelius Fudge, the senior undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, Dolores Umbridge—especially Mr. Weasley, after all, Umbridge was the first to enter the "Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic" in history.

"Deputy Minister Umbridge?" Arthur Weasley looked up in confusion, it stands to reason that his work rarely directly involved the lady, and in fact the two hadn't spoken in years.

"I'll explain the details to you on the way. ”

Without much hesitation, the witch grabbed Mr. Weasley's arm with her thick, short fingers and pulled her into the elevator.

"Come with me first, Minister Connelly and the other Muggle-related heads have been waiting for you in the conference room for a long time. ”

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The first update. Wait. Hmm, there may be two or three more ~rua~!

It's still the same evolution and feeding rules, and the chapter and the monthly pass and the uniform order may promote the evolution of the round-faced fat chicken.