Hogwarts Homecoming

Chapter 1169: It’s Cold at the Top

"It won't be that easy, Mr. Brain. We have been dealing with the French for centuries, and they won't let go so easily -"

Faced with Amosta's proposal, Old Bana did not show any joy.

It still had a sad face and sighed,

"In my opinion, their purpose is to hope that the goblin will contribute a desired amount of gold to them before leaving."

Old Bana glanced at Amosta quickly, and saw that the smile on the corner of his mouth was unmoved, and his twitching eyelids trembled.

"But you know this is difficult, Mr. Brain. The goblins have just made the largest investment in history, and it may take the next century to get back the principal. We have no money left to satisfy the greedy appetite of the French Ministry of Magic."

"so what?"

Amosta picked up the tea cup and took a leisurely sip of the tea soup.

"You need more help from me on this matter?"

Old treacherous and cunning——

Everyone in the office said this to each other from the bottom of their hearts.

Amosta knew very well that the sorrow on the face of this imprisoned old goblin was all disguised, and this was not the real purpose of its coming here.

Old Bana, on the other hand, came because the goblin's current dilemma was because he supported Blaine's plan.

But Blaine acted as if it had nothing to do with him, as if all this was the goblin's own trouble, and he was providing friendly help based on the friendship between the two parties.

But even though he was full of 'resentment', Old Bana could only bear it by himself.

There is no turning back. The goblins have clearly supported Amosta Brain, and it is impossible for them to switch to others.

And old Bana knew very clearly,

Facing a wizard like Amosta Brain, you can only choose to be gentle, because if you show strength, he will only be stronger than you.

As for the threat, it couldn't be more stupid.

Countless precedents show that Amosta Brain does not care about rules and laws as much as Dumbledore.

"You know, Mr. Blaine—"

Old Bana sighed heavily,

"I have been under tremendous pressure. Many respected elves in the community have criticized our in-depth cooperation with the British Ministry of Magic.

They think I shouldn’t go all-in on an investment that’s hugely risky but doesn’t see any returns in the short term.”

At the end of his words, Old Bana slowed down his tone and carefully looked at Amosta's expression.

“Don’t see any gains in the short term?”

The corners of Amosta's mouth curved even more, and he spoke in a slow tone,

"Where do you start, Bana? ​​If you are accusing me of treachery"

"I never meant that, Mr. Blaine!"

Old Bana was horrified. In an instant, cold sweat broke out all over his back.

"I know you are under great pressure to fulfill your promise to the goblin, but in terms of numbers."

Old Bana spoke out his words carefully,

"There is no doubt that if the number of releases can be more generous, it will surely be able to silence those opposing voices so that we fairies can work together to overcome the difficulties created for us by the French Ministry of Magic."

"How much do you want?"

Amosta asked calmly, while Old Bana hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his five fingers.

"You know you're in a lion's mouth, Bana—"

Amosta shook his head and said in a tone that would not allow him to refuse.

"That's already beyond the reasonable number of people in an exchange group. Let's do this -"

After pondering for a moment, Amosta gave the bottom line,

"We will double the original five and give you ten places——"

Seeing old Bana opening his mouth to speak, Amosta said in a deep voice,

"This is the bottom line that I can accept, Bana, I don't think you think I can do whatever I want, right?"

Old Bana still didn't give up, but at this moment, Amosta's brows froze and he looked out the door.

"Unfortunately, Bana, our meeting may have to come to an end here. An unexpected person came to the Ministry of Magic. If I guessed correctly, he should have come to visit me——"

Although Old Bana had a heavy expression when he left, his steps were very brisk after he walked out of the office. Amosta watched him disappear behind the corner of the stairs and sighed softly.

He could tell that Old Bana was here to try his luck and rip off people.

No matter how many more spots he promised it, Barna Sr. would gladly accept it.

In fact, it doesn't have to be so roundabout at all. Based on the good relationship between the two parties in the past, he will take this advantage.

But Amosta couldn't blame old Bana for suddenly becoming so unfamiliar with him.

Since he used Harry's prosecution to unseat Fudge, he then strongly promoted Amelia to take over.

Then he single-handedly planned the Battle of Diagon Alley, and under so many pairs of eyes, he was evenly matched with Voldemort.

His majesty in people's eyes became even stronger.

In the eyes of many knowledgeable people in the European wizarding community, he not only has magical power that few others can match, but also has the support of the British Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore. He is even more terrifying than Voldemort at the peak of his power.

And this also made Bana, who could be regarded as an old friend, become restrained and cautious in front of him.

The saying that it is cold at high places is nothing more than that.

However, this kind of apparent right has never been the goal pursued by Amosta. On the contrary, carrying this kind of right excessively has become a burden for him.

The reason why he did not seek to escape, but trapped himself in it, was just because--

Amosta walked to the 'square table' in the center of the office.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the black curtain covering the square table was blown up into the air by the wind, and a huge sand table was revealed in front of Amosta.

With his hands behind his back, Amosta stood by the sand table, his deep eyes passing over the architectural models on the sand table, quietly waiting for the knock on his office door.

"Based on Mr. Braine's outstanding performance in the Battle of Diagon Alley, Secretary Bones and the Department Directors originally intended to grant Mr. Braine the position of Senior Deputy Secretary--"

Along the way, the wizard who always introduced Professor Blaine to her with deep reverence and what he was doing at the Ministry of Magic during this period stood in front of an office door and pointed to the gilded sign hanging on the door frame. Luna's eyes also followed the guidance and landed on it:

"British Wizarding Development Council"

"--But Mr. Brain refused to accept it. He said that he was already the Head of Student Safety Office at Hogwarts.

But in order for Minister Bones and Mr. Blaine to be able to legitimately give advice to the Ministry, after discussion, they still established this department. The members of this department include all senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, including the Minister, but Mr. Blaine is the chief committee member! "

"Thank you, sir--"

Luna said politely,

"I can see you now"

Click--

They had not yet knocked on the door of the office in front of them, but the door slowly opened under their somewhat surprised eyes.

In the shabby office, Luna found a wizard standing beside a huge sand table with his hands behind his back and his back as steady as a mountain.

Looking at the wizard, Luna's mood palpitated slightly, not to mention that the employee of the Ministry of Magic who led her was even more excited and trembling!

Slowly turning around and looking at Luna, whose silver eyes were filled with curiosity, Amosta smiled gently and waved.

"Come in, Luna, there are no shitty eggs in this office."

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