Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"But..." Nathan also heard Clemont's polite refusal, but he was still a little unwilling. Perhaps it was Clemont's gentle attitude that gave him the motivation to try again.

"Sir Clemont, I also know your difficulties. I don't expect to be able to make something out of nothing. It is indeed difficult to add such powerful equipment to the maintenance team in a short period of time."

"But...don't we have something ready-made?" Nathan couldn't help but pause when he said this, and pondered in his heart, "Actually, many people can see that the risks that the maintenance team usually takes,

In fact, it is higher than those patrols..."

"enough!"

Upon hearing this, Clemont immediately interrupted Nathan's words. He still couldn't figure out what the other party meant. He didn't want to allocate the tactical vests assigned to the patrol group to the maintenance group.

But the patrol team is responsible for the security of the entire base, and he also knows in his heart that the patrol team in the park is just a decoration most of the time.

He has not encountered a few troubles in these years. At most, he just dealt with some Muggles who broke in for no reason. Otherwise, he would not have placed his nephew in the patrol team.

But he understands the significance of the patrol team better. They are equivalent to the basic guarantee of the breeding base, the matches in winter, and the reserve water source in the desert.

So even if you never use it, you definitely can't live without it. He can still understand this clearly.

Especially at this time, Claremont is very aware of how seriously the club's adults attach importance to the breeding base. They make a living by smuggling magical animals.

At the same time, those guys are a bunch of ruthless people who kill without blinking an eye, so there must be no thought of desertion.

For this reason, Claremont would even hold meetings for those on the patrol every once in a while to prevent them from learning to fish out of boredom.

So Clemont's face suddenly changed at this moment, from the original amiability to a majestic one. At the same time, he also glared at Nathan fiercely.

Obviously he is warning the other party that this is the absolute bottom line, and the patrol team's configuration must not be reduced.

"Hug, I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it..." After being glared at by Clemont, Nathan knew that he had said the wrong thing. He sat there awkwardly and couldn't help but move his hands frequently because of nervousness.

Rub back and forth.

"Hey..." After seeing Nathan's appearance at this time, Clemont suddenly couldn't get angry anymore and could only remind him softly:

"Nathan, the patrol team ensures the safety of everyone in the park. The organization we belong to is a large company with a good reputation at the international level. They themselves have many enemies."

"Not to mention that we have so many precious magical animals, which are easily coveted by gangsters. Moreover, we are actually very close to Muggle cities. If one is accidentally exposed to Muggle sight, it will violate the 'Secrecy Act'

'of!"

"So the patrol team may not look as hard and dangerous as the maintenance team, but the responsibilities they need to bear are crucial!"

Claremont's earnest words of comfort by Nathan.

At this time, Nathan could only nod helplessly at Clemont, not knowing how much he actually listened.

After all, Claremont has told them this set of words many times, and everyone's immunity has naturally improved a lot after he has said it many times. Even some veterans in the park can recite it by heart.

This is just like the usual sermons given by bosses and teachers in companies or schools. Perhaps in their eyes, they are sharing valuable life experiences and principles, but in the eyes of employees and students, it is just like nonsense.

The key to this is information asymmetry and position issues. These employees are concerned about the imbalance between income and effort, and whether the boss is biased.

Obviously, in the eyes of the members of the maintenance team, Clermont was somewhat partial. Even Nathan, who had always been an honest man, had such thoughts at this time.

As for Clemont, who was getting older, he still couldn't see it, and he also knew that Nathan didn't listen to much of his advice.

But Claremont is actually very helpless. He can't tell the other party directly that we are actually working for a group of international smugglers. This is a job that can lead to jail time at any time. Those patrols are actually the Ministry of Magic, right?

You must know that the most important thing about being a member of the patrol team in the park is not strength, but loyalty. Only those who are completely trustworthy and know their position can take on this important task.

Otherwise, the best way to deal with this kind of conflict is actually to work in shifts, so that everyone has the opportunity to do the work of the patrol team.

But Clemont knew that this was impossible. There were some secrets that could never be told to the ordinary wizards in the park.

However, considering that the maintenance team now knows the secret of the tactical vest, Nathan must be asked to bring some good news back, otherwise the conflict between the patrol team and the maintenance team will become more intense, which will not be conducive to the subsequent management of the park.

So Clemont immediately put on a considerate expression.

"Okay, Nathan, I can understand your difficulties. Dealing with those magical animals every day, it's really uncomfortable to have your nerves tense all the time."

"It's just that the patrol team also has their responsibilities. I can't transfer all their resources to you, but I may be able to think of other ways for you. Give me some time and I'll see if I can get more from my superiors.

Apply for some tactical vests, or some other alternatives."

What Clemont said to Nat at this time was actually no different from a bad check, just like what Nathan had promised the team members in the morning.

It's just that when most people face some ambiguous answers, they will tend to prefer the information that is more beneficial to them.

Just like now, Nathan beamed immediately after hearing Clemont's words, as if he had seen that his boss was fulfilling his promise.

"Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Clermont. I know you are a good person who cares for your subordinates. I'm sorry to come and cause you trouble at this time."

Nathan stood up excitedly at this time and kept saying complimentary words to Clemont. After all, after these few words from Clemont, he could at least explain something to his colleagues after returning.

"Okay, okay, you can thank me after I have the specific news." Clemont responded with a smile, and then pretended to look out the window.

"It's getting late now. You should go back and rest early. You have to get up early to work tomorrow. Say hello to the injured players for me."

Speaking of this, Clemont went to the wine cabinet and took out an unopened bottle of 'Colorful Brandy', "Come, take this bottle of wine back and share it with your team members. This is Dino

The good things produced by Magic Winery are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Thank you, thank you, Your Excellency, and I'm very sorry for taking up your time." Nathan shyly took the wine from Clemont's hand, still thanked him continuously, and at the same time walked backwards towards the door.

"Well, by the way, call Gale up for me when you get downstairs." Clemont watched the other party leave with a warm face, as if he was looking at a close junior.

But as soon as Nathan left the room, Clemont's expression immediately returned to indifference, and you could even see a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Without letting him wait long, Ms. Gale, the doorkeeper on the first floor, entered the office, and she didn't even knock on the door. From this, it can be seen that she should be trusted by Clemont.

"Sir, you called me?" Gale asked softly, and then he saw that Clemont was not in a good mood, "What's wrong? Did that Nathan bring you any bad news? I remember that he usually

You behaved well."

"Humph! You're not that idiot Matthew!" Clemont raised his glass and was about to take a sip, but then he slammed the glass down with some annoyance.

"Matthew? You mean your nephew? Why did he make you angry?" Gale calmly took out his handkerchief, wiped the tabletop that was wet with wine and asked casually.

"That idiot is just a colander. He casually told all about the tactical vest." Clemont angrily took Gale's handkerchief away and randomly wiped off the wine stains on his hands.

"So that's it. It makes sense that Nathan came here on behalf of the members of the maintenance team. They seemed to have had an accident while dealing with a fire dragon this morning. Several members of the maintenance team were injured."

Gale's thinking was very sharp and she quickly figured out the whole context. Then she actually joked and said, "I have suggested to you before that you should not let Matthew join the patrol team. The people there know too many secrets.

"

Clemont couldn't help but roll his eyes at Gale when he heard this. The reason why he assigned Matthew to the patrol team was not because it was safer there. Is it possible to let him go to the maintenance team?

If this idiot is hurt by those magical animals, he will have to be annoyed by Matthew's mother to death.

But thinking of this, Clemont shook his head helplessly. Even he instinctively believed that the patrol team was safer than the maintenance team. No wonder those in the maintenance team had such strong opinions.

"How are you going to deal with this matter? The matter of the tactical vest must have been spread among the maintenance team. Do you need to hold a separate meeting with the captains of the maintenance team?"

"And Matthew, if he is allowed to stay in the patrol team again, more gossip may come out. Do we need to rearrange it?"

As Claremont's personal secretary, in addition to knowing many secrets, Gale also has outstanding abilities and can quickly give his boss ideas.

"There is no need for a meeting. I have just reassured Nathan and told him that I will try my best to get some protective equipment for them."

"As for Matthew, just move that idiot outside to patrol and let him face a dog every day. I'll see what gossip he can find out." Clemont said a little irritably.