Chapter 17 Gringotts' Sky-High Compensation

Scrimgeour came, and all the Aurors stood aside at his command.

"Rufus, have you caught the damn Death Eater?" Fudge asked.

"No, he's fast and can fly, we can't catch him at all." Scrimgeour shook his head regretfully.

"Is it so bad?" Fudge frowned, turning around anxiously.

He caught a glimpse of Umbridge, who had passed out after hitting the wall, and his anger swept up again.

But Skjellin hurriedly pulled Fudge towards the corner and told him that William had beaten the Death Eaters back.

After listening, Fudge was extremely shocked.

"Then what?" Fudge was a little embarrassed.

Attacking the Auror, if it is an ordinary person, it will definitely be imprisoned in Azkaban.

But the other party is the youngest recipient of the Merlin Medal, and he has just resisted the Death Eaters... If such a wizard is caught, he will definitely be criticized by public opinion.

And William is also Dumbledore's lover, and the two have a close relationship!

But Fudge soon gave up on it, and Skjellin told him that there was a circle of reporters outside Gringotts.

"These nasty guys should all be caught in Azkaban!"

Fudge had lost the time to pay attention to Umbridge. He was thinking about how to deal with reporters and the wave of public opinion that was coming.

Today is the award ceremony of the Merlin Medal. In the evening, the youngest recipient of the Medal was attacked, Gringotts was almost stolen, and the Dark Mark appeared... What kind of scandal is this?

Fudge only felt that his head was big. He had only been in office for more than a year. Why did he encounter so many things?

He is so hard!

Fudge walked up and down the cave, thinking about what to do.

His first thought was to conceal, but it was impossible to conceal at all.

If there is no Dark Mark, simply say that Gringotts has been stolen, but there is no loss, and it will be over.

But now with the Dark Mark, one Death Eater caught before, and two in just a few months, people will doubt the abilities of the Ministry of Magic.

"Mr. Minister, I am leaving now with this child, he must rest." Nick Lemay came over.

Fudge looked at the old man in the Givenchy shirt for a long time before recognizing it.

"Ah, Mr. Nick Lemay, how are you? How come you are here, aren't you in Devon?"

"Well, I just happened to be in here, but I have to go with this kid now."

"What, you and William know each other?" Fudge was startled.

"Yes, through long letters during summer vacation." Nick laughed.

"Oh, then...then let's go." Fudge stammered.

"Sir, I can't go now." William resisted the sleepiness and said, "I need an explanation."

"What do you say?" Fudge became irritable again: "You just attacked the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and I have not pursued it."

"It's not Umbridge...it's what Gringotts said." William said coldly.

"My family and I came to Gringotts to save money, but we were attacked. Where have those Gringotts guards gone after I fought for so long?"

Fudge turned his head to stare at an old goblin behind him, and asked, "Yeah, what about the Gringotts guards? We at the Ministry of Magic have not been alerted, and we have not caught the wizard in black. This is all your responsibility!"

Fudge seemed to grab a life-saving straw, and turned his face away and pushed the responsibility away.

The old goblin's eyes were dodged, and he hesitated and refused to speak.

William sneered, he could probably understand a thing or two about the other party's mind.

Without immediate reinforcements, it was found that the black-robed wizard was very strong, and he did not want to lose his strength for no reason, and wanted William and that person to kill each other.

As for the Ministry of Magic... let alone inform,

If the Ministry of Magic came, it would give them an excuse to investigate Gringotts.

Without the involvement of the Ministry of Magic, the incident could always be kept under wraps, maintaining Gringotts' ancient prestige.

But they didn't expect such a big commotion. Before the wizard left, he hit the Dark Mark.

"We are willing to compensate." The old goblin bowed slightly.

William smiled.

This is what he wants.

Gringotts is sorry for them first, and it is impossible for William to really bleed Gringotts because of this matter. He is not a dark wizard and has no such power.

But Gringotts had to be slaughtered hard once to soothe the mood.

William pointed to the dead dragon.

"I want it!"

Fudge's eyelids twitched. He thought that William would need thousands of Galleons at most, but he didn't expect Merlin to speak so loudly.

"This is impossible!" The old goblin said angrily, "The fire dragon is the private property of Gringotts and cannot be given to anyone, even if it is already dead."

The whole body of a fire dragon is a treasure, which can be said to be sky-high. The most important thing is that it is difficult to buy.

Gringotts has its own dragon farm in Africa, but they are reluctant to give away a complete fire dragon corpse as compensation.

"If not, I'll tell the Daily Prophet the whole thing." William dragged his voice, like Professor Snape.

"I think journalists will be interested, and readers will want to know more about how Gringotts ignores the lives of customers, and how they keep their hands on theft, allowing Death Eaters to enter and escape."

"You...!" The old goblin shivered all over, and he pointed at William angrily.

William continued: "Of course, I don't want this fire dragon at all.

One-sixth of the dragon will be donated to the Ministry of Magic; one-sixth to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; one-sixth to Mr. Nick LeMay; The remaining third is donated to Ravenclaw House. "

Fudge's breathing was a little short. William didn't want it at all. Donate all of it. What a big deal!

The corpse of a fire dragon can be sold for at least several hundred thousand gold Galleons, and one-sixth is a large sum.

He can still make a lot of money secretly!

It's just that he didn't know that William didn't seem to want it at all, but what was the difference between donating to Hogwarts and Ravenclaw Academy and using it for himself?

With Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick present, William could use the dragon's blood or dragon nerves for research at will.

This is William's cleverness. He swallowed the fire dragon whole, and no one would agree, but he was still very slippery when it came to pulling the flag.

Sure enough... Fudge pondered for a moment, then said loudly: "This matter is settled like this, someone will bring the fire dragon back to the Ministry of Magic."

Dozens of Aurors rushed up, not giving the old goblin a chance to object.

He looked at these robbers angrily, but there was nothing he could do!

"Come on, we've got to deal with those damn reporters," Fudge said.

After everyone left, William breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Lemay, help me change my parents' memories."

"Okay, I will," the old man said.

The sleepiness came like a tide, and William finally fell asleep with Fox in his arms.

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