Chapter 62 (On the shelves this morning, Fudge will definitely find out who it is!
Hogwarts.
The brightly lit main hall of the auditorium is now extremely quiet. Even the most naughty students know to remain silent at this time. Everyone has their eyes fixed on the group of people near the door.
"Sorry, maybe I heard it wrong? What do you mean, Gringotts does not accept gold Galleons for repayment, but requires us to provide humble Muggle currency?!"
As one of the permanent directors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Greengrass' voice was a little sharp, with a look of disgust on his face that seemed to have been humiliated. He glared fiercely at the short elf Leos in front of him, making Elena
I was worried that he would suddenly kick out the old goblin next moment.
Leos raised his wrinkled cheeks and showed a malicious smile.
"To be precise, Gringotts cannot directly accept gold Galleons for the payment of this contract."
The old goblin spread his hands and pointed at the wand inserted into the wizard's waist. A flash of greed and deeply hidden anger flashed through his cloudy eyes, and he replied slowly.
"Like if you lend me a wand, I mean if, I guess you won't accept it. Then, will you allow me to return a pile of oak wood of equal value as compensation? Of course Gringotts still likes clanking.
Galleons, but as you can see, it is expressly stipulated in this contract that both the loan and the repayment of funds will be settled in rubles."
In the hands of Lucius Malfoy, who was standing by, was a magic contract about real estate mortgage. The content was not complicated. The precision and completeness of the entire contract simply amazed the old Malfoy. Without Leos' explanation, Greengrass could also
The situation that everyone is facing now is very clear.
Unless the wizarding world takes the initiative to start a war and use force to force the goblins to tear up the original contract. Otherwise, according to the current rules of the wizarding world, the only way to get the Muggle currency called [ruble] from Gringotts is to find a way to get it.
Proof of estate back to Hogwarts.
As a result, the plan previously discussed by the board of directors to use the gold galleons of each family to fill some of the vacancies and completely legally "buy" the ownership of Hogwarts has stalled for the most part. Not to mention whether each pure-blood magic family has
They are all willing to exchange their assets for Muggle currency. For the moment, they simply cannot complete the exchange of such a huge amount of rubles through any channel other than Gringotts.
Cornelius Fudge's face was also not very good. He once again realized what the former Minister of Magic told him before leaving office, that Gringotts is like a metaphor of a vampire clinging to the heart artery of the wizarding world.
However, over hundreds of years, countless attempts to change all this have ultimately failed.
Unless the various ministries of magic in the entire human magic world can reach an agreement, they will not hesitate to provoke a war, completely destroy the wizard bank, and rebuild a financial system in the ruins. Otherwise, they can only pray that one day the goblins will make major mistakes or changes
The inherent operating model proactively shares the bank’s operating rights with the wizard.
"Let me think about it..." Fudge stretched out his hand, took the copy of the contract from Lucius Malfoy and read it carefully again, frowning, staring firmly at the place covered by a halo of magic.
At the end of the text, he took out his wand and touched the parchment.
"Show your secret!"
Behind, where no one noticed, Elena's eyes suddenly shrank, and she subconsciously clenched her fists.
There was no reaction at all, just like calm water, not even a wave rising.
"[Apareciym]!" Fudge poked the copy of the magic contract in his hand angrily and chanted a curse loudly.
There is still no change, the flowing magic halo still distorts all the patterns in the signature area.
Phew, very good, it seems that the goblins and Dumbledore's magic are quite reliable. Elena took a deep breath, forced herself to look away from the focus of the hall, calmed down, and slowly backed away.
"Who is the signatory at the end of this contract document? Why can't it be displayed?! According to the description, this person should have a considerable amount of [Ruble] funds in his hands."
Cornelius Fudge raised the contract in his hand and threatened in a violent tone, "Goblin! As the Minister of Magic, I order Gringotts to cooperate with us and immediately remove the magical trick at the end."
"Oh, no..."
Leos shook his head and said softly, "One of the principles that Gringotts relies on for its survival is to never sell user information. Just like, we will not tell anyone the personal information of the previous Minister of Magic, Mr. Millicent.
The deposit numbers are the same.”
The goblin narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the furious Cornelius Fudge with a slightly threatening look. Following its words, the little wizard closed his mouth instantly, but his face became even more embarrassed and ugly.
, his eyes moved rapidly, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"If you read carefully enough, you will find that it is written in the text of the contract. Only when the signer touches this contract, the magic covering it will temporarily disappear. If you are still worried, why not
Let Mr. Dumbledore take a look."
The old goblin bowed gracefully. Although it was not afraid of Fudge, it did not want to offend him too much and took the initiative to bring the conversation to the white-bearded old wizard who had been silent.
After hearing the goblin's words, Cornelius Fudge and Greengrass looked at each other and exchanged a quick look.
In fact, as things have developed so far, both parties have still had some doubts about Dumbledore's role in it, but this cannot be raised by either of them on their own initiative - if once, something terrible really happens
Surprisingly, that might be more terrifying than the war fifty years ago.
In contrast, the Ministry of Magic and the Board of Directors would rather take the initiative to swallow all the debts in exchange for peace of mind.
Fudge tightened the copy of the document in his hand and looked behind him with some hesitation. After thinking for a while, he held it in his hand and unfolded it towards Dumbledore, as if he were a follower.
"Um, is that so? How about Mr. Dumbledore, please take a look at this magic... Huh?"
Before Fudge could finish speaking, he felt his hands were empty.
"The very clever name magic seems to be combined with a part of the Red Loyalty Charm and the mysterious fairy magic."
Dumbledore stepped forward, adjusted his glasses slightly, and took the end of the text from Fudge's hand nonchalantly. He glanced at it roughly, with a look of enlightenment on his face, and his tone was full of admiration.
"What an amazing idea. This is the legendary contract magic. It's like an exquisite compound magic potion. Countless strands of magic are tightly entangled together. Any attempt to violently break it is equivalent to withstanding an attack from all the signatories.
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Under everyone's gaze, the magical halo covering the end of the file continued to flicker, showing no signs of fading away.
Phew, sure enough, it was clear that Dumbledore had already admitted it personally, but they were still worrying about questioning something. It was really rude and stupid. I don't know if it was an illusion, but everyone present clearly heard a sigh of relief.
"In other words, even Mr. Dumbledore can't solve it?"
Fudge asked doubtfully, his expression a little brighter. He felt a little complicated. He wanted to see Dumbledore shake his head, but also wanted to see him nod.
After all, if the most powerful wizard in the world is helpless, he will naturally have enough reasons to deal with the annoying media and cross-examination from various families.
"Sorry, Cornelius." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly and returned the copy of the document in his hand to the Minister of Magic. "The counterattack force here even contains a hint of Salazar Slytherin and Hogg.
The magic of Watts Castle itself, I don’t think anyone in the world can destroy that without compromising the integrity of the text.”
Fudge took back the contract with a solemn expression, returned it to the old goblin, and asked for the last time.
"Mr. Leos, is Gringotts really not considering making some changes? We are willing to pay in gold galleons."
"Sorry, this is the rule we live by." Leos replied unmoved, "Of course, if you accept Vickers' proposal, we can still talk."
"I see."
Cornelius Fudge replied in a deep voice, putting the top hat back on his head and said with a ferocious expression.
"The date for the payment of the contract is September 1st next year. Before that, we will find out that hateful Death Eater and recover all the rubles belonging to Hogwarts. I swear on my surname that I will personally
Grab that person's throat and make him spit out the names of all the participants."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp and loud voice rang out.
"Elena Kaslana, Hufflepuff!"
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