Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

Lean ignored the matter between Fernand and Nandez. He was just a passing wizard who would leave after collecting the reward and would not interfere in the internal affairs of the Ministry of Magic.

Following Nandez's guidance, Lean came to a small door.

There don't seem to be many people at the Ministry of Magic in Iceland, and I haven't met many people since just now.

Lean knocked on the door, and after more than ten seconds, the door was opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was a gray-haired old man. Although he looked old, his bright eyes were impressive.

"Are you... here to claim the reward?"

The old man said somewhat incredulously.

Lien was a little curious as to why everyone in the Ministry of Magic was so excited when they heard that he was here to receive a reward.

But he nodded calmly.

The old man's eyes turned cold and he pulled Lean into the office.

"Here, have a drink of water." The old man poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Lean. "My name is Carl Sellit. I am the Financial Secretary of the Ministry of Magic and the leader of the Snow Tiger Bounty Team."

"Ryan Zell."

"Okay, let me give you your bounty first." Selit took out his wand with a smile and tapped it on the wall behind him. More than ten gold galleons fell out of the groove on the wall. .

"Sorry, it's a little short, please don't dislike it." Selit put the Galleons on the table and pushed them towards Lien, "There are a total of eighteen Galleons, please count."

Li En glanced at it casually and knew that the number was not bad.

After watching Lien put away the things, Selit smiled cheerfully and said, "Mr. Zell, do you need us to help you deal with the materials on Xuehu's body?"

While talking, Selit kept staring at the snow tiger fang in Lien's hand. With years of experience, he clearly knew that the fang had just been removed from the beast's mouth not long ago, definitely not a week.

Lean thought for a moment, he was a little undecided.

"Don't worry, our workers are absolutely top-notch in their craftsmanship, and their charges are very reasonable." Sailit said with a smile, "The skills of processing snow tiger materials in other places were all learned from here. "

"All right."

Lien nodded. He didn't know how to handle these raw materials. It would be best to have someone ready to help with it now.

Selit smiled even more happily, and wrinkles appeared on his forehead.

"Okay, please take out the materials."

Selit said to Lien with a smile, and then pulled a string next to the table.

After a while, several bearded men wearing dragon skin coats and dragon skin gloves walked in.

"Hey, Bogdan, Obi, there is a snow tiger material here that needs your help. Remember to get a discount on the price."

Olite said to the bearded men in front of him, and then pointed to the materials Lien placed on the ground.

A few bearded men made an "OK" gesture and then left with their things.

"If you are worried, you can go and take a look." Olite said with a smile.

"No, I'm very relieved." Lien said. After all, he is the Ministry of Magic of a country, so he is not so shameless.

"I'm just curious, why..."

"Why are you all so enthusiastic, right?" Olite looked at Lean, already guessing Lean's doubts.

"Although the International Association of Wizards comes to help clean up every year, it is obvious that they are wizards from other countries and will not give the Icelandic magic community a chance to develop, so they only hunt one or two every time they come here to complete the task."

"But for the huge population of snow tigers, one or two will not have any impact at all. Moreover, the ones they hunt are all old snow tigers, and they will not hunt them at all in their adult state!"

Sailit said, and hammered the table angrily, as if he was dissatisfied with the wizards sent by the International Wizards Association to work hard.

"Furthermore, the snow tiger is rated as a XXXXX-level magical animal, which is inherently dangerous. In a snowstorm, its power is even more powerful. In addition, the materials on the snow tiger can be replaced, so over time, there will not be many wizards. I’m willing to hunt the snow tiger.”

Ollit sighed, seeming to be lamenting the fate of the Ministry of Magic in Iceland.

"The young magicians in Iceland are happy to live in places like the United States, and our strength is getting smaller and smaller. If this continues, the Ministry of Magic of Iceland will probably become a vassal of the Ministry of Magic of other countries."

Reen lowered his head, thinking about his own affairs.

It turns out that I am already so strong.

The snow tiger, which was difficult for ordinary wizards to hunt, could now be easily hunted by Rean.

Olite watched Lien lower his head and said nothing. He picked up the newspaper on the table and continued reading.

As for the issue of illegal entry, he was not blind, and he could still see such a big International Adventure Association badge. In addition, Dumbledore had issued a new badge before, and I knew with my feet that the wizard in front of me was related to Dumbledore.

The office fell into silence, but soon became lively again. The bearded men who had just taken away the materials now opened the door again and walked in.

After putting the things away, he put a note on Olite's desk and left again. He didn't say a word during the whole process, perfectly explaining what a tool man is.

"Okay, here's the list. Take a look at it and pay the money."

After Olite read the note, he handed it to Lien. Lean took it and began to check the things on the ground one by one according to the instructions on the note.

After all, this is your own thing, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful.

However, even if Lean looked at these processed materials with the most critical eyes, he could only say "perfect".

Looking at the price again, it's 50 Galleons.

Good guy, not only did I not earn a bounty this time, but I also had to pick up something.

However, Lean paid the money decisively, then took the things and left. Galleons are easy to earn, but craftsmen with such good skills are hard to find.

Seeing Li En pay the money so readily, Olite laughed happily.

Rean collected all the things, then said hello to Olite, and left the Ministry of Magic of Iceland.

When he walked to the front desk, Lean also asked Nandez where the post office was.

Looking at the post office in front of him and the surrounding houses, Lien felt that the Ministry of Magic in Iceland was indeed quite pitiful. After all, the Ministry of Magic in this country did not have the magnificence of a post office.

This post office was not set up by the Ministry of Magic, but by a post office company.

As soon as Lean walked in, a staff member wearing gray overalls came over.

"Hello, do you need any help?"

"Send a letter and handle the transportation of the living body."

The staff's eyes lit up. Living animal transportation is a big business.

Yellow warning for thunderstorms and strong winds, orange warning for heavy rain.

It was windy, rainy, lightning and thundering outside, and there was a power outage at home, it was raining, it was hot and sleepless.

Oh, it's uncomfortably tight.

I went to bed and my phone ran out of battery.