Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 1004 Preparation

"Oh, don't be so reserved Aberforth -"

Amosta said with a smile,


"I called someone to your place. Doesn't this prove my trust in you?"

"We're not that familiar, Blaine!"

Aberforth roared angrily, but he was obviously very clear that he had no way to deal with Amosta, so he could only angrily throw the rag on the bar and turn around to prepare whiskey for Ludo Bagman.

When Amosta's eyes fell on Ludo, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Ludo's smiling face.

The last time the two met was on the outskirts of Attenborough, where Amosta asked him about the goblins' predictions about Hermione Granger's chances of winning the game.

At that time, Amosta also discovered that Ludo had "condescended" to commentate on a club-level Quidditch match and accepted bribes.

The scene at that time flashed through his mind, and Ludo wailed in his heart that he was unlucky. It seemed that Amosta Blaine could get hold of him every time.

"Oh, sorry, am I late, Amosta?"

After sitting down, Ludo looked at Amosta with a smile and said,


"But it's not my fault, Amosta. It was raining so hard that the railway was flooded by a flash flood while we were on the way. The Hogwarts Express had to stop for a while to avoid being washed away by the flood."

"So, I'm the one who should apologize, Ludo—"

Amosta smiled,

"I shouldn't have asked you to come to Hogsmeade in such bad weather. I hope I didn't cause you any extra trouble?"

"Oh, no, no, thank you, Aberforth!"

Ludo took the wine glass handed over by the sullen Aberforth and took a sip.


"So, to talk about the third match of the Triwizard Tournament, eh, Amosta? Well, to be honest, it's become a chore in the Ministry nowadays. You know why, well, there was a big mess in the second match, and no one talks about it anymore -"

Ludo drank again with a melancholy look.

"If it weren't for you, this would have been a complete failure. I want to thank you, Amosta. Without you, what would I have done with all the money I invested?"

Looking at Ludo who was rejoicing that the third match could go on smoothly, Amosta couldn't help but feel a little respect in his heart.

As to whether the mysterious man is really resurrected and returns to the magical world, most wizards in the magical world are hoping for a lucky break.

Although they acknowledged that Dumbledore was a great wizard, they all expected that Dumbledore was just getting old and confused about this matter, even though they might know the real answer in their hearts.

But believe it or not, everyone is paying great attention to this matter because it will bring about earth-shaking changes in their lives.

The Ludo in front of him was much purer. Amosta could not see any worry about the war in him. He was still concerned about his gambling and gold.

Crash--


Amosta shook a piece of parchment that he had taken out from somewhere and gently dropped it on the table.

"Let's talk about those words of gratitude later, Ludo, first take a look at this--"

"oh--"

Ludo immediately reached out and picked up the parchment on the table, showing an interested expression.


"What is this, Amosta, I guess it's the project plan design for the third game eh?!"

Ludo, who was full of interest, picked up the parchment and took a look at it, and immediately felt as if he had seen something incredible.

He immediately sat up straight after leaning back in his chair comfortably. He squinted his eyes and read the words on the paper word by word in the candlelight on the table. From time to time he raised his head and glared at Amosta.

"Hey, how about it, Ludo, do you like this surprise?"

Amosta laughed twice in a low voice.

"This is."

Ludo rubbed his eyes and almost put his face against the parchment, carefully studying the signature at the bottom of the letter to see if it was forged by Amosta.

"If you don't believe me, Ludo, you can go and check with the fairies—"

Amosta restrained his smile and said calmly,

"In short, you have settled your account with the goblins. They will never threaten you with this again."

The trembling of Ludo's hand holding the parchment was enough to prove how excited he was at the moment.

"Is it you, Amosta?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Ludo, who has been in the wizarding world for many years and holds a high position, would not fail to understand this truth.

Ludo stared at the calm Amosta with a look of doubt and astonishment. The money he borrowed from the goblin over the years was not just one or two thousand Galleons!


"You are thinking, if you are planning to--"

Unconsciously, Ludo's breathing became heavy, and the water slowly dripping from his hair was unclear whether it was the rain or sweat.

An inexplicable feeling of fear appeared in Ludo's heart.


"I was planning to persuade the Minister not to let that terrible woman Umbridge come to Hogwarts to cause trouble, Amosta, you too - maybe you bet on the wrong horse."

Ludo said anxiously.

"Do you know anything about the lottery, Ludo?"

What surprised Ludo was that Amosta didn't mention a word about asking him to interfere with the will of the Minister of Magic, but instead asked him the question out of the blue.

"Lottery?"

Ludo blinked in confusion.

"What is that. A kind of book?"

Amosta spoke in a casual scientific manner,

"It's normal that you don't understand, Ludo. That's a Muggle thing. Just like the gambling contracts you signed with the goblins, they are usually issued by Muggle organizations with official backgrounds, and they predict the course of a game and the outcome in advance. It's completely legal and compliant."

Amosta shrugged, as if he had just happened to think of this topic.

"I just thought of the serious incident that occurred in the second game of the Triwizard Tournament. You... Oh, of course not just you, but perhaps many others, are hoping that the tournament can go smoothly, for the gold you have bet on various odds -"

Looking at Ludo whose eyes were getting brighter, he said softly as if he was thinking,


"Gambling is indeed a pleasure in life for many wizards. But now the Ministry of Magic of each country seems to lack effective control over this area and let it run wild. All the benefits are seized by goblins and some unspeakable forces."

Shaking his head regretfully, Amosta looked at Ludo with a hint of anticipation.

"If the Ministry of Magic can reach a consensus with the Quidditch League and introduce the Muggle lottery, it will bring good profits to both the Ministry of Magic and the League. It will also provide a safe and reliable gaming platform for those who love to seek excitement in gambling. What do you think, Ludo?"

Ludo opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Amosta smiled and smacked his lips again.

"Tsk tsk, if sports lottery can be accomplished, it should be the responsibility of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. I think a new department should be set up to manage this matter."

A department that specializes in gambling, it is aboveboard and risk-free, and it belongs to the Department of Magical Games and Sports. Ludo stared at Amosita in a daze, his lips moving, wanting to say something but unable to.

"You know, Amosta, I have never had any ambitions. Oh, okay, I promise you, I will go talk to the minister. It is really a mess to bring Umbridge into Hogwarts!"

Ludo panted, and glanced again at the parchment he had been holding tightly in his hand. It was the certificate of his freedom.

"Yes, you have convinced me, Amosta, you are such a devil. You know, I never want to get involved in these troubles. So, how do you plan to implement your proposal? In my opinion, this is indeed a good idea, but under the current circumstances, the minister is unlikely to agree with your suggestion. Moreover, if you want to promote this matter, you must obtain the consent of the Quidditch World Alliance."

"Don't worry, Ludo. This will definitely happen in the second half of this year. The Minister of Magic will not be an obstacle to this. As for the Quidditch World Alliance, of course, they will definitely fight hard for more profits. There will be many difficult battles, so--"

Amosta smiled,

"As a representative, I will fight for a share of the profits from the Quidditch lottery for Hogwarts. In exchange for my participation, I can authorize the World Cup League to use my surveillance cameras to broadcast the games worldwide. This is also a very substantial income. For this reason, I believe they will make some concessions. In addition -"

Amosta stood up, signaling that this somewhat hasty conversation was coming to an end.


"I also want to correct a mistake of yours, Ludo. I don't intend to ask you to coordinate Fudge's intention to appoint Umbridge to Hogwarts. It is impossible for Umbridge to enter Hogwarts. She wants to go to Azkaban. I can help. I want to meet you today just for..."

Amosta looked down at Ludo. The sharp light in his purple eyes made Ludo tremble unconsciously. He asked timidly,


"for what?"

"Just to gain your support, Ludo."

(End of this chapter)

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