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524 What, you understand again?

This night is destined to be recorded in history.

That night, ghosts and wolves howled in Hogwarts.

Not to mention the little wizard who has mastered new powers, even Fudge excitedly pulled Anton and asked him to help him transform into a werewolf that he despised in the past.

Even though this guy usually looks stupid when working in the magic department, as long as he sees benefits, his eyes shine brighter than anyone else.

Later, he begged Anton to help look after Umbridge, who was studying werewolf animagus.

This is his most capable assistant.

Finally, as the moon in the sky gradually turned into a blurry shadow, the skylight vaguely covered the world with a delicate blue-white color, officially announcing the end of this magical transformation party.

Dumbledore summoned the house elves to bring the food, and used transfiguration to create five long tables as big as the Great Hall, and held a simple celebratory breakfast.

The little wizards chattered excitedly about how they felt when they turned into werewolves.

Fudge pulled Anton to the corner, and Umbridge quickly took out a document from her small bag.

"I have promised before that the Ministry of Magic will pay for everyone who comes to Hogwarts to study the werewolf Animagus."

He took the folder, stood next to Anton, opened it and let Anton take a look, "See if you like it."

Anton rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Minister of power, money, you know, I'm not interested in this aspect."

Fudge was stunned for a moment, then closed the documents abruptly, not looking like he had a headache.

"Of course, of course, you know."

"What he cares about is magic. Of course he hates it, but you really can't come up with it now..."

As if something suddenly occurred to me, I turned my head and looked towards the White Lake, and saw an Auror from the Occupation Office waving his wand and putting a small amount of the Maggus Grass out of the box.

"Go, take it over and treat it as the tuition for Anton's class."

Auror Qi didn't hesitate, "Oh, Minister, if you give it to Zhao Zhen in that name, no one will have any objections. You also know that Zhao Zhen Shuncao is now on the market..."

"You said, bring it here!"

Did Fudge treat Auror Strange as kindly as he did with Um? He said with a fierce look on his face, "Do you understand?"

Auror Strange took a step forward in fright, and ran towards the shore of White Lake without any panic.

"Did he see it too?"

"Auror wizards can do some very sophisticated tricks, but you are completely obscuring the significance of werewolf Arnie Dumbledore to the wizarding world."

"Old Ronald is very stupid, but I have always been like this, just eating and waiting to die."

"As for the rest of me, well, to be honest, the Ministry of Magic is simply not a quagmire. Before you become the Minister, you realize that it is not so difficult to do something. You have to find an opportunity every day."

After saying that, Fudge looked at Umu with shining eyes.

Wumu smiled slightly, "Actually, you are also a naive person."

Fudge shrugged, "He knows that the werewolf problem has always been a serious headache for the Ministry of Magic. It has to pay every year - a small fixed expense, a medical subsidy for the hospital to treat long-term wolf bites, and a medical subsidy for Anton.

Pensions for family members who were injured or killed in battle, each

There are all kinds of places that I didn't expect..."

"It's like a wound under your body that never heals, bleeding out to the Ministry of Magic every moment."

"Oh, you're going too far."

"You hope he knows, Um, that the 'Muggle Squib' he proposed has not pushed him to the forefront yet. He should be lucky that he didn't...well...Master Hogwart, I'll help him with it from behind.

No one can go past me to find him."

"But the werewolf Arnie Dumbledore is the same."

"That is going to be a huge change in magic. Just wait, his life will become completely different!"

Fuji became more and more excited as he talked, while Zhao Zhen just looked at me with an intense expression.

"you thinkā€¦"

"You are not yet capable of keeping these things that you hate away from you."

"Haha~" Fudge laughed strangely, "Umm, although there are not some things that he hates, what if it is his birth?"

"The invitations from various associations, just like the box magic he came into contact with in Anton's office, they don't have their own collection of magic."

"Various: Letters from the master and expert. Maybe we will bring out the latest cutting edge of our own research or the most in-depth magical issues and invite him to discuss them together."

"Various top-notch seminars, just like the learning exchange meetings he held at school, he couldn't even do anything and listen quietly. There was no knowledge that he couldn't learn anywhere else except here."

"He will meet some people who are even junior scholars at Hogwart, such as Nico Flamel, such as Babajide Akinbad."

Well, Zhao Zhen is really moved.

"Hey" Fudge patted Um's shoulder affectionately, "Listen, kid, magic research can't be done just by relying on disgust. He needs: a small amount of resources."

"For example, Nicholas Flamel, I doubt he has heard of it. The end of my achievements did not come from an ancient magic book called the Jewish Book of Abraham."

"He needs less access to magical knowledge, he needs less magical materials, like that."

Fu Ji took the box from Zhao Zhenwaiqi and placed it heavily in Wu Mu's hand.

"Similar to that kind of precious magus grass, the Ministry of Magic still has very little, and some extremely rare material channels are firmly outside the hands of the Ministry of Magic."

"He also needs money and various resources. Any research is very resource-intensive, and Mandraz is just a school. It may seem rich, but a student cannot withdraw it at will."

Um was silent for a moment, looking up at Fudge's fawning smile, "What on earth are you going to say?"

Fudge narrowed his eyes, "He knows about the Apparition Testing Center of the Department of Magical Transportation, right?"

Wumu nodded, "Old Ronald has never introduced it to you, saying that the testing center supports a small number of instructors and sells countless medicines."

"The answer is wrong."

Fudge snapped his fingers.

"You hope to take that opportunity to set up an office similar to the Werewolf Arnie Dumbley's Apparition Test Center, copy the model, and take on business from people in the society who want to learn from Werewolf Arnie Zhao Zhenshun."

Fudge analyzed it bit by bit with his fingers, "First of all, you can't sell magic potions. There must be few people studying. You can't even build a medicinal materials cultivation center in the name of that office. You can't make a financial profit yet.

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Allocate money to establish a 'research and development center', and then be careful what experiments they want to do outside, and they cannot withdraw money at will."

"Due to the general nature of that department, it will be independent of the seven departments, which means that he will definitely serve as the director of that office. He will not be able to require other departments to cooperate in providing various experimental needs through the internal system of the Ministry of Magic.

All resources."

"As I doubt you, werewolf Arnie Dumbley is definitely a hot dog, and everyone will cooperate with him."

Wumu still shook his head, "It sounds wrong, but..."

I smiled slightly and said, "You seem to have forgotten that you are still a student. You don't do a small amount of studies every day. Those are not enough for your current research goals and to lay a solid foundation."

"Of course, of course, you know."

Fudge Haha: Small laugh.

Wumu was stunned, what, he understood again?


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