Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"In short, where is the fire dragon? Can fairy magic teleport the fire dragon?"

Cornelius Fudge looked around, as if a fire dragon was hidden in the shadow of the hall, and urged anxiously.

"We are running out of time. Before dawn, we have to find a way to get those **** out of the Ministry of Magic—"

"Oh, don't worry, Gringotts is ready for you gentlemen in advance, right here."

Douglas took out two small dark green square boxes from the bank counter and handed them to Fudge. "However, this magic is not our fairy magic. We spent a lot of money to entrust a wizard to help us make two disposable storage boxes. For the temporary containment of Ukrainian Iron Belly, after you arrive at the Ministry of Magic at that time, remember to face the front and release it directly. We will also have a dragon trainer by the side..."

The Unmarked Stretching Curse is a very advanced and easily abused spell.

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic has made a very strict restriction on the spell in its decree: The Unmarked Stretching spell cannot be used for private purposes, but can only be used for the production of individual items approved by the relevant Ministry of Magic. Cornelius Fudge knew the principle when he saw the square box.

In theory, Gringotts could be regarded as a prohibited item being seized on the spot, but apparently no one would mention it uninterestingly.

"Front?" Cornelius Fudge asked subconsciously, playing with the green square box in his hand.

"Well, it's marked out here...here--"

Douglas said with a smile, and pointed his finger at the square box.

Cornelius Fudge looked along the direction of the goblin's fingers, only to find that one side was printed with a light yellow text logo.

"This side...to the enemy?"

"Yes, please remember this—"

Douglas grinned, glanced at the plastic boxes imported from the Muggle World, and said meaningfully.

"I think you should never want to know what it looks like when you watch them open up a gorgeous scene from the front—As for the fairy dragon trainer and the fairy guard, they have been waiting for you at the outer door for a long time, in the Phantom Migration Please remember to bring them when you come."

With two light plastic square boxes in their arms, Cornelius Fudge and others walked out of the gate of Gringotts Wizarding Bank in a daze.

When the cold wind blew his cheeks, the British Minister of Magic suddenly reacted:

Now, he and everyone from the Ministry of Magic are going to face the mysterious person?

The only reinforcements were these two boxes and the few goblin "mercenaries" who were not taller than his belly button.

If it hadn't been for the belief that Gringotts Wizarding Bank would not dare to tease the Ministry of Magic in this situation, and the cold night breeze, he would even wonder if he was still in an extremely real nightmare. Originally, it was just a cutscene to rub against the werewolf's contribution to the encirclement and suppression of the werewolves. Why did the plot develop to the point where he led most of the European Aurors to a "decisive battle" against the mysterious man in less than a few hours? Cornelius Fudge still finds it quite untrue.

Cornelius Fudge looked at the box in his hand, and then at the Aurors and fairies gathered around.

The goblin "mercenary" and the dragon trainer are introducing themselves, and are looking for wizards among the Aurors to follow.

It has to be said that the sincerity of Gringotts is quite sufficient-they have mobilized more than forty goblins to participate in assistance.

According to the self-introduction of those fairies, they are almost from the front line of Gringotts venture capital from all over the world, and they will never lose to the elite wizards of the Magic Accidents and Disasters Department in terms of work content and experience. Obviously, Gringotts attaches great importance to this. Cross-border cooperation with the Ministry of Magic.

Cornelius Fudge knew very well that Dumbledore was absolutely indispensable for so many years of peace in the British magical world. Now the safest way is to wait for rescue, but... now the mysterious man is in the Ministry of Magic, and he must consider this. Will it be his only chance in this life.

Connelly looked around, but in the end he couldn't say the phrase "suspend action and wait for Dumbledore to save."

He cleared his throat and waved his right hand vigorously.

"Go! The Great Hall of the British Ministry of Magic!"

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Gringotts Wizarding Bank, a magic observation hub.

Elena stretched comfortably as she watched Connelly Fudge and the others apparantly move away.

"Okay, tell the Huberian to pick me up. I want to go back to school and sleep."

"The Huberian is on the way, and it is expected to be connected in ten minutes."

Douglas bowed respectfully and said, after hesitating for a few seconds, he looked at the little empress who was yawning with some bewilderment.

"I still don't understand, Her Majesty—why Cornelius Fudge promised to be so decisive? Isn't it worse for them if the Ministry of Magic is reduced to ruins? Obviously, as long as they wait for Dumbledore to arrive, they will have it. The opportunity to regain the territory more smoothly..."

"No, you are wrong, that is the worst."

Elena yawned and replied casually.

"In any case, the misjudgment of Cornelius Fudge and Scrimgeour tonight will inevitably be frantically attacked by the magic society."

"Connelly Fudge is now unable to make up for his fault no matter what he does. In order to'survive', he has only one way to choose-let the Ministry of Magic encounter a force majeure'natural disaster' attack. If people find a broken one the next day After a few walls of the Ministry of Magic, everyone will only think that the officials of the Magic Government are all rubbish, but if people find that the Ministry of Magic has become a purgatory on earth the next day, that’s another story."

"Don't think that the officials of the Ministry of Magic are all mediocre. In some places, they are much more talented than fairies."

"Then Gringotts wants to transfer profits in the Ministry of Magic repairs?" Douglas nodded suddenly and asked seriously.

Elena chuckled, playing with the tips of her hair boredly.

"If you want to maximize your profits, you'd better raise your quotation as much as possible. In terms of building evaluation, decoration and restoration, and security control, we at Gringotts should be able to issue highly professional global analysis documents. Of course, our discounts are OK. Give it a bit, but don't be too humble."

"However, even if the analysis documents are objective and professional, the Ministry of Magic will inevitably refuse to agree to plans that clearly exceed the budget..."

Douglas frowned. He also had a lot of experience in dealing with officials of the Ministry of Magic~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He knew the greed of wizards very well.

"From now on, we have to tell the world a truth..."

Elena raised her finger lightly, shook it, and interrupted Douglas slowly.

"In the financial field, the only thing that can defeat the fairies is the fairies themselves for the time being——"

"Those top goblin analysts, goblin business commissioners...their talents shouldn't just shine in Gringotts, let them go to various Ministry of Magic, and then they will contract with Gringotts. Fighting for the fight-the benefits they fought for the Ministry of Magic of various countries will become the cornerstone for the survival of the fairies in the human world. Nothing is more convincing than this nomination..."

Elena paused for a few seconds, and a coquettish look flashed across the lake-blue eyes.

"As for Gulin Pavilion, just let the newcomer hone it..."

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