Chapter 698: Proposing Strategies and Selecting Heroes

Before, when they were in the giant tribe, the conditions were limited. They all lived in tents. Every time they went to sleep, they were either woken up by the giants' thunderous snoring or kept awake by the sounds of fighting and roaring.

Now after returning to St. Catchpole Village, Kyle didn't even have dinner and went straight back to his room.

Kyle slept until noon before going out of the room to eat something simple.

But in the afternoon, he didn't choose to stay at home, but went directly to the Ministry of Magic.

When he came to the main hall, Chris just came back from outside.

"Why are you here at this time."

While waiting for the elevator, Chris asked, "Don't you want to rest for a while?"

"No need, a morning of rest is enough." Kyle shook his head and said, "How is the Dementor."

"It's very troublesome." Chris sighed, "All the people in the ministry who know the Patronus Charm have been sent out, but it's still not enough.

"But speaking of this, it's really thanks to you for letting Cedric come to work in the Ministry of Magic. He has helped a lot these days. "

At this time, the elevator arrived, and the two walked in together.

There was a person running towards this side in the distance, gesturing as he ran, as if he wanted them to wait for a while.

But tacitly, neither of them wanted to help, and the elevator door was quickly closed.

"What's the situation with the giants?" Chris asked in a low voice after the elevator started to operate.

"It's been resolved." Kyle said, "The giants fought a big battle to elect the new Gogo. In the short term, we shouldn't worry about them participating in the war."

"That's good. If the giants join the war, it won't be good news for us." Chris said, "Oh, by the way, remember not to tell your mother about this. She doesn't know that you and Newt left to find the giants."

"I understand..." Kyle nodded.

The elevator first stopped at the floor of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

Chris just walked out, thought about it, and turned back and said, "I suggest you don't go to Arthur, including his entire floor... Fred and George have been asking when you will come back recently."

"I know. "Kyle rubbed his forehead.

To be honest, he had planned to hide for a while.

Soon, the elevator stopped again.

"First floor..."

Kyle walked out of the elevator, walked all the way forward, and stopped in front of the most imposing golden door in the middle of the corridor.

Minister's office.

Kyle knocked on the door...

"Come in."

The room was not as big as imagined, but it was very elegant. Like the principal's office at Hogwarts, the walls here also had portraits of past Ministers of Magic hanging on them.

But they all closed their eyes, as if they were asleep... But Kyle knew very well that portraits didn't need to sleep.

Fudge was sitting in front of a huge mountain pear wood table. When he saw Kyle come in, he smiled and asked:

"Oh, Kyle, are you done with everything?"

"Yes, it's over." Kyle said.

"How was it, didn't you encounter any danger? "Fudge stood up and said, "Originally, I didn't agree to let you and Mr. Scamander solve the giant problem together, after all, you haven't graduated yet, but Dumbledore insisted that you had no problem.

"You know, he has always been stubborn on some things, and even I can't convince him."

"Fortunately, with Mr. Scamander here, we didn't encounter any danger." Kyle said.

"But why did the news I received differ from what you said?" Fudge's expression became serious, "Let a student who hasn't graduated face the giant Gogo alone. If Diana knew, she would definitely smash my office.

"And I personally don't agree with you doing such a dangerous thing."

"Sorry, Minister." Kyle said, "I was too impulsive. I thought I could handle it. You know, I have always had good grades in school."

"Giants won't appear in Hogwarts classrooms." Fudge said with a straight face, but soon, he laughed again.

"But you did it, didn't you? A sixteen-year-old student defeated the giant Gogo alone, preventing the magic world from a major disaster. This is enough to earn you the Order of Merlin, First Class.

"In fact, I did the same thing, but those old-timers in the Order of Merlin seemed more willing to believe that it was done by Mr. Scamander, and you just helped a little."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Kyle said, "and the final resolution of the giant incident is indeed inseparable from Mr. Scamander."

"Yes, you're right..." Fudge said, but he didn't seem to care much. "I will continue to fight for you on this matter. Can you tell me now? I want to know some more details about what happened in the past few days."

"Of course, Minister."

Kyle then spent an hour repeating what happened in the past few days to Fudge.

The main thing is that there is nothing to hide. Newt said on the first day he went there that the door key he used was completely legal, which means that the Ministry of Magic knew about it from the beginning.

Including his killing of the giant Gogo... There was no one else around at that time, so you don't have to think about who told Fudge.

He said it again now, which was also considered a report.

An hour later, Fudge muttered quietly: "It seems that Dumbledore did not hide it..."

"Minister, what did you just say?"

"Oh, nothing?"

Fudge quickly shook his head, "I mean you've been working hard recently, so I should give you a few days off, but..."

He looked embarrassed, "I'm afraid you don't know that the Ministry is very short of manpower. The Death Eaters have been very active recently, which has made people panic. Many people, including me, haven't come back for three consecutive days." Home."

"I understand, Minister." Kyle said smoothly: "And I have already taken it upon myself to give myself half a day off, as long as my salary is not deducted."

"Haha, that's right. I'm going to give you a salary increase." Fudge said with a smile, "So do you have any good suggestions? Based on the current situation."

"I think we should print some pamphlets to teach everyone how to protect themselves during this critical period." Kyle thought for a while and said: "In addition, we also need to improve everyone's morale as soon as possible and let them see the Ministry of Magic. Determination."

Fudge's eyes lit up. He just said it casually. He didn't expect Kyle to really have a way.

"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly."

He waved his wand and there was a glass of butterbeer on the table.

"Thank you." Kyle picked up the butterbeer and drank it in one gulp, and then continued: "The first is the self-help booklet. Leave this to me. I will bring it over tomorrow morning. If you are sure there is no problem, just It can be distributed to everyone along with the Daily Prophet."

"No problem." Fudge said simply, "Then how can we improve morale."

"How about establishing a few heroes." Kyle thought for a moment and said: "What people need most now are heroes."

"I thought so too." Fudge looked happy. "So do you have any candidates?"

"How about Harry Potter," Kyle said. "The Savior, perfect for this situation."

Fudge nodded. In fact, he had been doing the same thing recently. There was news about Harry Potter in the newspapers every day.

"And Deputy Minister Umbridge..." Kyle continued: "As a pioneer against the Death Eaters, her name now inspires more morale than Harry Potter."

"Dolores..." Fudge hesitated. "But she is still at St. Mungo's at the moment. She was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse twice in a row. Her condition is very bad. What if the Death Eaters go to St. Mungo's again."

"Ah, I know."

Kyle said, "But Minister, given the current situation, the story of a tragic hero can inspire courage in people's hearts more than a savior star."

Fudge seemed to have thought of something and didn't say anything more. He just waved his hand and said, "I need to think about this matter again."

"Of course." Kyle said, "If nothing happens, Minister, I will go back and draft a self-rescue booklet first."

"Ah, go quickly." Fudge said, "Remember to be detailed enough."

"I know." Kyle nodded.

He then left the room and returned to his office next door.

But as soon as Kyle opened the door, two arms were put on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

"Hey, look who's back..."

"Our senior assistant minister..."

Fred and George stared at Kyle with squinted eyes.

"Don't be so impulsive." Kyle quickly raised his hands to his head, "I have my own reasons."

"Explain it..."

"If you can't satisfy us, you're dead!"

"I'm doing this for your own good." Kyle broke away from the two men's arms and quibbled...explained: "You have graduated now, so you have to think about your family. Your department was previously prohibited from abusing Muggle items. Division's.

"Think about how much more work Mr. Weasley would have to do if you didn't come to the Ministry to help."

Fred and George said nothing.

They have been so busy these past few days that they don't even have time to eat every day. There are only a few people in the Department for the Misuse of Muggle Items. If they were all pushed to them, Mr. Weasley might not even have time to go home and sleep.

"Don't try to lie to us..." Fred said, "This is obviously the job of the Law Enforcement Division."

"Are you sure?" Kyle raised his eyebrows, "Don't tell me you haven't discovered that most fake defense products are made of Muggle stuff."

"What you said makes sense." Fred muttered, "Then why didn't you tell us in advance."

"I told you in advance that there is no surprise." Kyle walked to the table and sat down. "Besides, Cedric and I are both at the Ministry of Magic. Is it appropriate for you to be free and happy outside? Don't you feel guilty?"

"Not really." Fred blurted out.

George nodded, "We have a very good conscience."

"In that case, you can go." Kyle said, "Go directly to Diagon Alley to open a store tomorrow. No need to come. As for the minister, I will tell you."

Fred and George were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't expect Kyle to say that.

"you sure?"

"Can we really leave the Ministry?"

"Of course." Kyle said, "But you have to find other people for your work now. I can't really blame everything on Mr. Weasley."

Fred and George looked at each other.

"Look what you said, we were just joking, why did you take it seriously?" Fred quickly changed his face.

"Yeah." George also said with a smile, "Now is the time when the Ministry of Magic is most in need of people. It would be too selfish for us to just leave now. No, absolutely not."

"Besides, you and Cedric are our best friends. How could we not help and go out to have fun alone?"

The two of them sang in unison, and their attitudes were completely different from a minute ago.

There was nothing they could do about it.

They didn't know how many counterfeit and shoddy defense products and illegal magic props they had confiscated in the past few days.

Although the things were fake, they brought them a lot of ideas that they had never thought of before. With a little modification, they could become real, and they were very popular.

In less than two weeks, their Weasley Joke Shop added more than a dozen products, and they were very popular.

For example, the anti-Dementor necklace sold twenty pieces in one day two days ago, and they didn't have time and could only make twenty pieces.

And more importantly, this department is aimed at magic props stores. If someone else is in charge, it is estimated that they can check them ten times a day, and the store will not be open by then.

Fred and George had no doubt that Kyle was capable of such a shameless thing.

Thinking of this, the two of them immediately took out butter beer and biscuits and put them on Kyle's table.

"You must have been very busy these days..."

"Try it now, mom just baked it this morning, it tastes great."

Kyle didn't point out their little thoughts, and took a biscuit and put it in his mouth.

It tasted really good.

Then he took out a stack of parchment paper.

"What are you doing?" George asked curiously.

"Nonsense, I must work." Kyle said, "I have to write a booklet to teach everyone how to protect themselves."

"This is a good thing." Fred rolled his eyes and said, "I think everyone needs some magical props to protect themselves now."

"For example, against Dementors..." George said, "I know there is a thing, as long as it is broken, it can turn into a large piece of Patronus Silver Mist. Although it is not a real Patronus, it can resist Dementors for a period of time and take the opportunity to escape."

"More importantly, it is not expensive, only ten Galleons..."

"Oh?" Kyle stopped the quill in his hand. "Where can I buy this thing?"

"37 Diagon Alley." Fred said.

37 Diagon Alley is the location of Weasley's Joke Shop.

Kyle naturally knew this, but he did not refuse immediately. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is it really useful?"

Because they are right. In this case, in addition to personal strength, a little necessary prop assistance can also play a vital role.

After all, magic props do not require spells or wands, and are the most convenient means. The only disadvantage is probably the high price.

"I promise." George said seriously, "Don't forget what we do. We can't destroy our own brand.

"And Tonks and Moody have seen it, and they bought two on the spot, which is enough to explain the problem."

Kyle tapped the table with his fingers. If even the Aurors think it is useful, then there is indeed no problem.

Kyle said tentatively: "If you can reduce it to five Galleons, I can write your store location in the book..."

"That's impossible." Fred said firmly, "It's not easy to store the Patronus Charm. You need unicorn horns and dragon blood to carve the magic runes. The cost is seven Galleons and fifteen Sickles, and this does not include our production costs."

"Then six Galleons..."

"I said, the cost is seven Galleons and fifteen Sickles, we really didn't lie to you..."

"Don't worry. "Kyle interrupted George, "For every item sold, the Ministry of Magic will subsidize you with one Galleon, how about that?"

"But there's no profit in this." Fred frowned, "Although we also want to do something for the wizarding world, we can't sell things and still give back 15 Sickles, give a little more, even if it's one more Galleon."

"If it's too much, Fudge may not agree." Kyle shook his head and said, "Without Lucius Malfoy, the generous sponsor, the Ministry of Magic doesn't have much money.

"And some things can't be measured only by Galleons. This is a booklet for all wizards and the best advertisement. If it works, Weasley's Joke Shop will be famous."

Fred and George hesitated.

Kyle was right. This was the best opportunity to make the store famous. Perhaps overnight, the name of Weasley's Joke Shop could spread throughout the wizarding world, and the benefits would undoubtedly be huge.

But at the same time, the more people bought, the more they lost.

Fifteen Sickles a piece is not much, but what about a hundred pieces, or a thousand pieces...

By then they will all be bankrupt, what's the point of fame.

Fred and George wanted to refuse, but they really couldn't bear to give up this opportunity...

"We really shouldn't have come today." Fred said with gritted teeth.

If they hadn't come, they wouldn't have to face this dilemma.

The two paced back and forth in Kyle's office, and they couldn't make up their minds for a long time.

"Maybe there is another way."

Seeing that they couldn't make a decision, Kyle thought for a while and said, "The Ministry of Magic should have a way to buy dragon blood and unicorn horns cheaper."

"As long as the cost can be reduced, we will be fine." Fred and George said at the same time: "We can even charge only the cost price, no matter how much it is."

"Don't worry, I'm just saying it's possible." Kyle said, "After all, I haven't understood this kind of thing, I need to ask first."

"It doesn't matter." George said, "Even if it just lets us pay less Sikor."

"Of course, it would be best if we don't lose money." Fred added.