Homecoming from Hogwarts

"It won't be that easy, Mr. Blaine. We have been dealing with the French for centuries. They won't give in so easily—"

Faced with the proposal made by Amosta, old Bana did not show any joy.

It still had a bitter face and sighed.
"In my opinion, their purpose is to hope that the goblins will contribute a satisfactory amount of gold to them before leaving."

Old Bana glanced at Amosta quickly, and seeing that the smile on his lips remained unmoved, his drooping eyelids trembled.
"But you know this is difficult, Mr. Brian. The goblins have just made the largest investment in history, and it may take another century to recover the principal. We no longer have the resources to satisfy the greedy appetite of the French Ministry of Magic."

"so what?"

Amosta picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea leisurely.
"Do you need more help from me on this matter?"

Old and cunning——
The man and the fairy in the office both evaluated each other like this in their hearts.

Amosta knew very well that the sadness on the face of the old goblin was all fake, and its real purpose of coming here was not this.

As for Old Bana, he was thinking that the goblins were in a dilemma because they supported Brian's plan.

But Brian acted as if it had nothing to do with him, as if all this was the goblin's own trouble and he was providing friendly help out of the friendship between the two.

But even though he was full of resentment, Old Bana had to bear it alone.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. The goblins have already clearly supported Amosta Blaine and it is impossible for them to switch to the arms of others.

And old Bana knew very well that
When facing a wizard like Amos Tower Blaine, you can only choose to be gentle, because if you show strength, he will only be stronger than you.

As for threats, they are the stupidest things that cannot be more stupid.

Countless precedents have shown that Amos Tower Blaine does not care as much about rules and laws as Dumbledore does.
"You know, Mr. Blaine—"

Old Bana sighed heavily.

"I have been under tremendous pressure. Many respected goblins in the community have complained about our in-depth cooperation with the British Ministry of Magic.

They thought I shouldn't risk everything on an investment that was so risky that I wouldn't see any immediate return.

At the end of his words, Old Bana slowed down his tone and carefully looked at Amosta's expression.

“Don’t see any benefits in the short term?”

The curve of Amosta's mouth became even more curved, and he spoke in a slow tone,

"How can this be explained, Bana? ​​If you are accusing me of betrayal"

"That is not my intention, Mr. Blaine!"

Old Bana was startled, and in an instant, a cold sweat broke out on his back.
"I know you were under a lot of pressure to keep your promise to the goblins, but in terms of numbers."

Old Bana uttered his words carefully,

"There is no doubt that if we can be more generous in the number of releases, we can silence those dissenting voices so that we goblins can work together to overcome the difficulties created for us by the French Ministry of Magic."

"How much do you want?"

Amosta asked calmly, and old Bana hesitated for a long time before slowly spreading out his five fingers.

"You know you're opening your mouth like a lion, Bana—"

Amosta shook his head, his tone brooking no refusal.
"That's beyond the reasonable number of people for an exchange group. How about this--"

After a moment's silence, Amosta gave the bottom line.

"We will double the original five and give you ten places—"

Seeing that Old Bana was about to speak, Amosta said in a deep voice,
"This is the bottom line I can accept, Bana. I don't think you think I can do whatever I want, right?" Old Bana was still unwilling to give up, but at this moment, Amosta frowned and looked out the door.
"I'm sorry, Bana, I'm afraid our meeting has to end here. An unexpected person has come to the Ministry of Magic. If I'm not mistaken, he should be here to visit me--"

Although old Bana had a heavy expression when he left, his steps were brisk after he walked out of the office. Amosta watched him disappear around the corner of the stairs and sighed softly.

He could see that old Bana came here just to try his luck and extort money.

No matter how many more places he promised it, old Barna would gladly accept them.

In fact, there is no need to beat around the bush. Based on the good relationship between the two sides in the past, he will give this face.

But Amosta couldn't blame old Bana for suddenly becoming so unfamiliar with him.

Ever since he used Harry's prosecution to bring Fudge down, and then forcefully pushed Amelia to the top.

Then he planned the Battle of Diagon Alley and fought against Voldemort in front of so many eyes.

His majesty in people's eyes became more and more intense.

In the eyes of many knowledgeable people in the European wizarding world, he not only possesses magical powers that few others can match and has the support of the British Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore, he is even more terrifying than Voldemort at the peak of his power.

This also resulted in Bana, who could be considered an old friend, becoming restrained and cautious in front of him.

The saying "It's lonely at high altitudes" is nothing more than this.

However, this kind of superficial power has never been the goal pursued by Amostas. On the contrary, excessive bearing of this power is a burden for him.

The reason why he did not seek to escape, but trapped himself in it, was simply because -
Amosta walked to the square table in the middle of the office.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the black curtain covering the square table was blown into the air by the wind, and a huge sand table appeared in front of Amost.

With his hands behind his back, Amostasi stood beside the sand table, his deep gaze sweeping over the architectural models on the sand table, quietly waiting for his office door to be knocked.

"Based on Mr. Brian's outstanding performance in the Battle of Diagon Alley, Minister Bones and other directors of the Ministry originally wanted to grant Mr. Brian the position of Senior Deputy Minister--"

Along the way, the wizard who always introduced Professor Braine's work in the Ministry of Magic with deep respect stood in front of an office door and pointed at the gilded sign hanging on the door frame. Luna's eyes also fell on it:

British Wizarding Development Council

"--But Mr. Blaine refused to accept it, saying that he was already the Director of Student Safety at Hogwarts.

But for Minister Bones and for Mr. Braine to be able to give advice to the Ministry, after discussion, they still set up this department. The members of this department include all the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, including the Minister, but Mr. Braine is the Chief Commissioner! "

"Thank you, sir--"

Luna said politely,

"I can see you now"

Click--
They had not yet knocked on the door of the office in front of them, but the door slowly opened under their somewhat surprised gazes.

In an office that couldn't be simpler, Luna found a wizard standing next to a huge sand table. He had his hands behind his back and his back was as steady as mountains.

Looking at the wizard, Luna's heart began to beat slightly, not to mention the Ministry of Magic employee who led the way for her, who was trembling with excitement!

Turning slowly, looking at Luna with curiosity in her silver eyes, Amosta smiled gently and waved.

"Come on in, Luna, there are no dung eggs in this office"

(End of this chapter)