"Anyway, where is the fire dragon? Can fairy magic teleport the fire dragon?"
Cornelius Fudge looked around, as if there was a fire dragon hiding in the shadows of the hall, and urged anxiously.
"We don't have much time. Before dawn, we have to find a way to drive those bastards out of the Ministry of Magic——"
"Oh, don't worry, Gringotts has prepared it for you gentlemen in advance, and it's right here."
Douglas casually took out two small dark green square boxes from the bank counter and handed them to Fudge, "However, this magic is not the magic of our goblins - we paid a lot of money to commission the wizard to help us create two disposable storage boxes.
In order to temporarily contain the Ukrainian Iron Belly, when you arrive at the Ministry of Magic, remember to face the front and release it directly. We will also have a dragon trainer beside you..."
The Traceless Stretch Spell is a very advanced spell that is easily abused.
Therefore, the Ministry of Magic has made very strict restrictions on this spell in the decree: the Invisible Stretch Charm cannot be used for private purposes, but can only be used for the production of individual items approved by the relevant Ministry of Magic Department. Connell
Leigh Fudge knew the principle when he saw a square box.
Theoretically speaking, Gringotts was considered to have banned items confiscated on the spot, but obviously no one would mention this uninterestedly.
"Front?" Cornelius Fudge played with the green square box in his hand in confusion and asked subconsciously.
"Well, it's marked here... here -"
Douglas said with a smile and pointed at the square box.
Cornelius Fudge looked in the direction of the goblin's finger and discovered that there was a light yellow text logo printed on one side.
"This side...is facing the enemy?"
"Yes, please remember this-"
Douglas grinned, glanced at the plastic boxes imported from the Muggle world, and said meaningfully.
"I don't think you'll ever wonder what a gorgeous scene looks like when you look at them from the front - as for the goblin dragon trainers and goblin guards, they've been waiting for you at the outer door for a long time.
Please remember to take them with you when traveling.”
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.
Only when the cold wind blew across his cheek did the British Minister of Magic suddenly react:
Now, he and everyone at the Ministry of Magic are going to face the mysterious man?
The only reinforcements were these two boxes and a few goblin "mercenaries" who were no taller than his belly button.
If it weren't for the belief that Gringotts Wizarding Bank didn't dare to tease the Ministry of Magic in this situation, and the slightly cold night breeze, he even doubted whether he was still in an extremely real nightmare. It was just a formality to rub the werewolf.
With all the credit for the encirclement and suppression, why within a few hours did the plot develop to the point where he led most of the Aurors in Europe to "decisively fight" the mysterious man? Cornelius Fudge still feels that it is quite unreal.
Cornelius Fudge looked at the box in his hand, and then at the Aurors and goblins from various countries gathered around him.
The goblin "mercenaries" and dragon trainers are introducing themselves and looking for wizards among the Aurors who will follow them later.
It has to be said that Gringotts is quite sincere - they mobilized more than 40 goblins to assist.
According to the self-introductions of those goblins, they come from the front lines of Gringotts venture capital almost all over the world, and their work content and experience are by no means inferior to those elite wizards of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. It is obvious that Gringotts attaches great importance to this.
A cross-border collaboration with the Ministry of Magic.
Cornelius Fudge knows very well that Dumbledore must have contributed a lot to the peace that the British wizarding community has enjoyed for so many years. The safest way now is to wait for rescue, but... now that the mysterious man is in the Ministry of Magic, he must consider this.
Could this be his only chance in this life?
Connelly looked around, but in the end he still couldn't say the words "suspend the action and wait for Dumbledore to save the situation".
He cleared his throat and waved his right hand vigorously.
"Let's go! The Great Hall of the British Ministry of Magic!"
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Gringotts Wizarding Bank, a hub for magical observation.
Elena stretched out comfortably as she watched Cornelius Fudge and others phantom away.
"Okay, tell the Hyperion to pick me up. I want to go back to school and sleep."
"The Hyperion is on the way and will be ready for connection in ten minutes."
Douglas bowed down respectfully and said. After hesitating for a few seconds, he looked at the yawning little queen with some confusion.
"I still don't understand, Her Majesty the Queen - why did Cornelius Fudge agree so decisively? Isn't it even worse for them when the Ministry of Magic is in ruins? Obviously they just need to wait for Dumbledore to arrive.
An opportunity to regain the territory more smoothly..."
"No, you're wrong, that's the worst."
Elena yawned and answered casually.
"No matter what, Cornelius Fudge and Scrimgeour's wrong judgment tonight will definitely be wildly attacked by the wizarding society."
"No matter what Cornelius Fudge does now, it is impossible to make up for his mistakes. In order to 'survive', he has only one choice - to let the Ministry of Magic encounter a force majeure 'natural disaster' attack. If people find a broken weapon the next day,
With a few walls of the Ministry of Magic, everyone will just think that the officials of the magical government are all trash, but if people find out the next day that the Ministry of Magic has become a living hell, it will be another story."
"Don't think that all officials of the Ministry of Magic are mediocre. In some areas, they are much more talented than goblins."
"Does Gringotts want to pass on profits from the renovation of the Ministry of Magic?" Douglas nodded suddenly and asked seriously.
Elena chuckled and played with the ends of her hair boredly.
"If you want to maximize profits, it's best to increase your quotation as much as possible. In terms of building evaluation, decoration restoration, and security control, we at Gringotts should be able to issue highly professional overall analysis documents. Of course, our discounts can
Give a little, but don’t be too humble.”
"However, even if the analysis documents are objective and professional, the Ministry of Magic will definitely not agree to those plans that obviously exceed the budget..."
Douglas frowned. He also had a lot of experience in dealing with Ministry of Magic officials, and he was very aware of the greed of wizards.
"From now on, we have to tell the world a truth..."
Elena gently raised her finger, shook it, and interrupted Douglas slowly.
"In the financial field, the only one who can defeat the goblin is the goblin himself——"
"Those top goblin analysts, goblin business specialists...their talents should not only shine within Gringotts, let them work in various ministries of magic, and then, with real swords and guns, sign contracts with Gringotts."
Fighting on the battlefield - the benefits they have won for the Ministry of Magic of various countries will become the cornerstone for the survival of goblins in the human world. Nothing is more convincing than this certificate..."
Elena paused for a few seconds, and a coquettish look flashed through her lake-blue eyes.
"As for Gringotts, it's just for the newcomers to get some training..."