Chapter 112: The Trap of Talking (Two More Subscriptions)
"Mr. Hinkness, I entered the Forbidden Forest in search of the lost house-elves in Hogwarts Castle. House-elves you know are very valuable possessions, and although we have over 200 house-elves in Hogwarts Castle, the loss of five is enough for a huge loss. β
"You're aboutβ" Sinkenis was about to speak, but Rick spoke again, keeping him out of his interrogation rhythm.
"Minister Fudge, a dark wizard has suddenly appeared at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he has brutally murdered four house-elves. Shouldn't you give us a little compensation? Let's buy new house-elves. β
"Ahem!" Hearing that Rick actually asked the Ministry of Magic for compensation for house-elves, Dumbledore, who was drinking tea, almost choked.
Fudge and Sinkenis were dumbfounded, they never thought that the young Defence Against the Dark Arts professor would dare to ask the Ministry of Magic to compensate Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the loss of house-elves.
'Damn! How dare he! Sinkenes' face was angry, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to speak wildly.
"Professor Graves, we're here today to ask you what happened in the Forbidden Forest yesterday. Instead of discussing the issue of house-elf compensation with you. Sinkenes said with a slight anger, bound to use his momentum to intimidate the young professor.
"What happened? Under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic, an evil dark wizard escaped to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and brutally murdered four poor house-elves.
You don't know, in order for students to grow up healthily, so that their bodies can get as much nutrients as possible. These four poor house-elves risk their lives to gather nutritious, all-natural precious ingredients in the Forbidden Forest.
Year after year, hard work, no regrets. Just so that students can eat more nutritious ingredients.
You should all have your own children, for the healthy growth of your children, as fathers, haven't you ever worried about their health? β
Rick is indignant about the great contribution that four dead house-elves have made to the students attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. His eyes were moist, and the two members of the Ministry of Magic sitting across from him really thought he was fighting for the house-elves.
"Thisβ" Fudge wanted to say something to contradict Rick, but at this time he also remembered that he had gone to the market to buy those high-end ingredients for the sake of his eldest son's health.
"Hogwarts is missing four house-elves. It may seem like a small number, but the other house-elves in the castle can't do their job, so we're missing four important support staff to prepare fresh ingredients for the students.
If you Ministry of Magic don't compensate us, we won't be able to buy four more house-elves. When there is a lack of fresh ingredients for a long time, the health of students is not guaranteed.
It seems that I am now asking you for compensation, but think about it, isn't it for the sake of the health of the students and for them to become the elite of the British wizarding world as soon as possible?
If, I say if, one day one day a student has an accident because of malnutrition. Responsibility, the Ministry of Magic may be missing a pillar. Secretary Fudge, are you saying I'm right? β
Listening to Rick's affectionate narration, Dumbledore also put down the teacup in his hand, half-squinted, and stroked his beard to observe the expressions of the two high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic in front of him. At the same time, I have a deeper understanding of Rick.
"Hmm... We were sloppy. The students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are the flowers of our future, and their physical health cannot be overlooked. When I go back, I will ask the Minister of Finance to look into the issue of compensation. β
Fudge touched his sparsely haired head and said to Rick with a smile.
Although Rick spoke eloquently, as an old fox, he clearly saw that this was a trick for the two of them, and in order to avoid wasting time on this topic, he decided to retreat and agree to Rick's request.
Sure enough, it's an old fox, and there is no simple one who has become a minister. 'Heard that Fudge agreed to compensate Hogwarts for a portion of Gareon. Rick snorted coldly in his heart, knowing that his procrastination plan had been debunked by the other party.
"Thank you so much, Secretary Fudge. As soon as Galleon is in place, we will be sure to buy new house-elves and train them to go into the Forbidden Forest to collect fresh ingredients for the students. Isn't it, Headmaster Dumbledore? β
The corners of Dumbledore's mouth curled slightly, and he responded cooperatively. "Well, it is our teachers' job to ensure that students have a healthy body."
At this time, Sinkenes, who was sitting next to Fudge, couldn't stand it anymore, obviously asking him what he was doing in the Forbidden Forest, but it turned out that the Ministry of Magic compensated Hogwarts, which was ridiculous! What made him even more angry was that his minister actually agreed to the other party's very hurried and rude request.
"That's enough, Professor Graves, please answer my question seriously. Did you meet the dark wizard in the Forbidden Forest yesterday? β
Sinkenes' angry speech instantly made the atmosphere in the principal's office turn sharply, and the smiles on the faces of Rick and the others disappeared in an instant.
'Sure enough, it's a fool who can't do anything, no wonder he was controlled by Voldemort and became a puppet. Rick's face turned cold, and his gaze was like a sharp blade at Sinkenes.
"This deputy! Director, how did you think I would meet the evil Dark Wizard, did he tell you? β
"You!" Sinkenis was completely annoyed by Rick's words, and he pointed his finger at Rick, wanting to fight back.
But how could Rick give him a chance to speak?!
"Minister Fudge, did you know that I am an American, who came from across the ocean to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor to meet a homicidal maniac? No! No! I am here for these lovely students and for the profound friendship between our two countries.
Minister Fudge, I can't accept the slander of one of your directors of the Ministry of Magic. I need this one to apologize to me! If he doesn't apologize, I'm going to tell the Congressional Chairman, Mr. O'Brien, what happened today, as it is, and let him do justice for me. β
Rick stood up and looked at Fudge with a very sad look.
"Ahem, Professor Graves, don't get excited, sit down! Sit down! Sinkenis is a very cautious man, prone to taking everyone as his suspect, a legacy of his thirty-year Auror career. Don't take it to heart!
Pierce! How can you doubt Professor Graves? Rise up and apologize! β