Chapter 143: Fifty Thousand and One Hundred
Amosta and Fudge stood in the passage to say their final goodbyes, knowing that Potter was upstairs, but Amosta had no intention of saying hello to him, Mr. Savior was currently in a new crisis, and if he got too close to him at this stall, it was foreseeable that he would probably be involved.
And this also means that he will be exposed to Dumbledore's eyes again.
Although he knew that fate would eventually lead him to Hogwarts, he still had a few important things to do at this time.
First of all, tracking down the whereabouts of Vitia Cleona was the most important thing at the moment, and the revelation that the woman finally got from the dark shadow that emerged from the double snake staff always gave Amosa a very bad feeling, and he had a hunch that if Vitia really followed the revelation of the black shadow and did something, then, I am afraid, it would cause a lot of trouble for his future self.
Of course, the Druids have been largely separated from the wizarding world for so many years, and it is foreseeable that finding this woman may not be something that can be achieved overnight.
So, Amosta plans to take some time to find a place for himself to live - the dormitory on the orphanage side has been completed, and with everything on track, Amosta's financial situation has improved a lot, and it is time for him to find a stable home for himself after being in a state of turmoil for the past few years.
When these two things are almost over, Amosta is ready to plot to get the basilisk back from Newt Scamander...
This is actually not simple, first of all, not to mention that this famous magical creature expert is not easy to deal with in his own right, and it is rumored that Newt and Dumbledore have a great relationship, once he gets the news of Newt's 'robbery', the keen Albus Dumbledore will inevitably react.
“... Perhaps, when Newt returns the basilisk to the Ministry of Magic and exhibits it abroad, it will be a more opportune time---"
As he waved goodbye, Amosta thought to himself.
"Oh, wait a minute, Amosta--"
Fudge, who had already stepped up the stairs, suddenly stepped back and stopped him with a sharp voice.
"Do you have any other orders, Mr. Minister?"
Amosta turned around and raised her brow in surprise, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.
"I just remembered something, it was a bit of a hassle, of course, just in case..."
Fudge rubbed his hands together, looking a little embarrassed, but he said his request anyway.
"You want me to take care of it... Potter ran away from home until he returned to Hogwarts... The Ministry of Magic is worried that Blake will attack Potter, right..."
Listening to the Minister of Magic's request, Amosta frowned slightly, and his bad premonition was confirmed.
"Oh, that's just a possibility!"
Fudge, who was afraid of revealing something, hurriedly explained,
"Actually, this is supposed to be done by the Ministry of Magic, but... Oh, as you know, the Ministry of Magic is now short on manpower, and in order to find Black, we even sent Eric out to watch the gate... Seriously, I'll have to talk to Barty about recruiting from Hogwarts next year, Amosta, you were Potter's professor, you must have a good relationship with that kid, and besides, you're very good..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister..."
Before Fudge could finish speaking, Amosta interrupted him with regret on his face,
"I really wish I could help with this, but some tricky things have been getting around me lately and I have to prioritize."
"Okay."
Fudge nodded disappointedly, even as Minister of Magic, he had no right to ask anyone to do his bidding, especially a non-Ministry employee with a Merlin II Medal.
Fudge muttered back up the stairs,
"There's a good chance you'll meet that kid..., oh, as long as there's a reliable clue... Fifty thousand gold galleons..."
How much?!
Amosta, who was glad that he was out of trouble, suddenly slowed down by half a beat, and he stepped up the stairs in a few steps, and very rudely grabbed Fudge's shoulder, his eyes shining with light.
"I'm afraid I heard you right, Mr. Minister, you mean that as long as Sirius Black is killed, the Ministry of Magic will give a reward of fifty thousand Galleons?"
"Kill Blake?"
Looking at Amosta, who was suddenly a little too eager, Fudge was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dryly,
"What are you talking about, Amosta?"
Fudge shook his head and said, "Even in Azkaban, Black is one of the most vicious of the minority, only the well-trained elite of the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors can deal with this kind of villain, we don't expect anyone else to be able to subdue him, but only with a definite clue--"
Amosta nodded again and again, looking like he knew what he knew,
"Then if he is killed, or if he is caught, Mr. Minister, will it be possible that the honorarium will be more?"
"If that's the case, Amosta--" Fudge said with a slight smile as if he was facing a young man full of unrealistic fantasies, "that's not just a matter of Golden Gallon, if you do capture Blake and give it to us like that basilisk, then you will undoubtedly become the brightest hero in the wizarding world, and your second-class medal will become first-class..."
The first-class medal is dispensable for Amosta, and the title of hero is a joke, but the real fifty thousand gold galleons...
"No problem, Mr. Minister."
"I'll keep an eye on Potter until I catch Blake, and I'll follow him every step of the way, in short, I'm not going to be guilty of it!" ”
Fudge: "........"
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The moon was setting in the west, and Potter leaned back on the fluffy pillow, looking respectfully at the desk, scribbling on parchment as Professor Bryan kept writing.
No hard work, no receiving, there is no good in this world for no reason, Amosta Bryan can walk out of his own magic path at such a young age, with magical strength that others can't match, talent can't tell the whole story.
"--So, you're blowing up your aunt? Hehe, interesting, Fudge said you ran away from home, I thought you had some kind of conflict with your aunt and uncle..."
Harry scratched his cheeks and smiled embarrassedly, to be honest, he never dreamed of meeting Professor Blaine again so soon, and he had almost dropped his jaw when Fudge appeared in front of him with Professor Blaine and told him that because of the turmoil, Professor Blaine would take care of him until the beginning of the school year.
And this also gave Harry an idea of how much panic Voldemort's minion had caused the Ministry of Magic.
Fudge told him that Professor Bryan was only with him to prevent a possibility, and Fudge didn't say what it was.
Thinking of the Ministry of Magic's tolerance for himself, and the Minister of Magic personally came to look for him, Harry immediately came to his senses, the Ministry of Magic has basically confirmed that this Blake escape is most likely to come to avenge Voldemort, otherwise, how could a big man like the Minister of Magic personally come to find a lost little wizard?
But for some reason, Harry didn't feel much panic, but instead had an inexplicable sense of anticipation in his heart.
Maybe it's because there's Headmaster Dumbledore in the school, and there's Professor Bryan outside the school..., Harry can't wait for that Blake to come to him and touch him twice!
"That Blake, Professor--"
Seeing the quill in Professor Blaine's hand stop, Harry took the opportunity to ask, "He's a very good guy, isn't he, otherwise the Ministry of Magic wouldn't be so nervous?" ”
"Perhaps, Potter--" Amosta said with a sigh of relief, rubbing his eyes, "I've only heard some rumors about him before he was caught, and I can't give you a reliable evaluation." ”
"But he's certainly not going to be your match, is he?" Harry asked urgently.
"Hmm... That Blake had blown up half a street with a spell before he was captured, and a dozen Muggles were killed on the spot,"
Amosta stood up and shook his aching neck,
"It's really powerful, Sirius Black..., I can only beat a hundred at a time..."
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