Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

He looked at Fudge inquiringly, his eyes intriguing.

Fudge, who was good at smoothing things over and getting the best of both sides, immediately understood what he meant and looked at Iaie seriously: "The impact of this incident is very bad."

"Yes, Minister, it's very bad." Ie nodded.

"Not only will it damage the reputation of goblins, but it will also put a century of harmonious relations under strain again." Fudge took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Yes, Minister," Ea echoed.

"But the British Ministry of Magic has always handled issues with an attitude of responsibility for the entire wizarding world. We cannot sit idly by and watch incidents like this." Putting down his handkerchief, Fudge suddenly changed the subject, his expression stern.

Iai's face turned pale but he had to agree: "Yes, the British Ministry of Magic is the most responsible Ministry of Magic, so what are you going to do?"

"That's up to Gringotts." The stocky Minister straightened up. "Repair and enhance trust, or do the opposite?"

"Of course we should cooperate. This is the purpose of Gringotts." Seeing that the three of them were united and used their power to suppress others, Iai knew that he could not avoid the blow anyway, so he lowered his head in resignation, "We can increase our cooperation with the Ministry of Magic."

"Such as supporting and sponsoring our Quidditch World Cup, and the large-scale renovation project of Diagon Alley?" Fudge stood up from the sofa and looked down.

He rarely felt so high-spirited, and he felt even more favorable towards Lin En—as well as inexplicably confused.

"Of course, it's an honor for Gringotts. We will support the Ministry of Magic in hosting the most exciting Quidditch World Cup in history and help Diagon Alley regain its vitality. After all, we are also rooted here." Iai had expected this and agreed readily.

To the goblin with a large family and wealth, this little money is nothing. It is just a political achievement for the greedy and short-sighted minister.

"The Department of Law Enforcement will send working groups to Gringotts headquarters and branches in the UK to oversee financial work and personnel management - we will set up a special office." Amelia Bones crossed her fingers. Her tone was not as tough as Fudge's, but her momentum was more powerful.

"This is...Okay, I agree, but this needs to be reported to the Fairy Council." Ie wanted to bargain, but when he saw Lin En's gaze, he leaned back dejectedly.

"They'll agree, right?" Lynn asked with a half-smile.

This reminded Eai of the advice of the previous director of Gringotts - Eric was a gentle madman, and no one could stop him except Dumbledore.

He thought again of his colleagues who had died that year - among them was the "rising star" who had always been above him, but in the end he got the advantage.

Faced with this gentle smiling face, he couldn't say anything to refuse.

This is an obvious fraud, but it is also a favor sold to the goblin.

Compared with the possible loss of lives, losing money to avoid disaster is still an acceptable option.

"I will convince them." Iai nodded tiredly. "Can they be taken back to Gringotts now?" He became more and more wary of Lin En in front of him. Compared with powerful strength, this kind of open and aboveboard leverage was more difficult for him to resist.

"Of course - but not now." Lynn stretched out his hand and pressed everyone down on the sofa with gentle magic. "Director Bones will be happy to hand over the evidence to me after all matters have been finalized into a memorandum."

"It's my job." Amelia nodded with a smile and stood up. "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation, Director Yie."

"It's a pleasure to work with you...but I have to remind you that the work in this office is very professional, and employees of the Ministry of Magic may not be able to do it." Iai said with a little reluctance.

"That's right, so we need outstanding professionals to be hired to the Ministry of Magic through special channels to participate in the work as deputy ministers and consultants in the office." Amelia nodded seriously and looked at Lynn.

Lynn took out a piece of parchment from the bracelet slowly and placed it gently on the table.

"Perhaps I can give you a small suggestion. I hope Director Ian can give it up." He pushed the parchment forward and said the idea he had been thinking about for a long time, "William Arthur Weasley."

The moment when the true intention was revealed arrived. Iai looked at the two high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic who had accepted him, was silent for a long time, and nodded heavily.

"As you wish, Mr. Eric, Mr. Weasley is always welcome."

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All parties are happy, except the goblin who has to pay the price.

When they left Gringotts, everyone was smiling, especially Fudge.

For him, today's event was simply pie in the sky.

In his joy, he said to Lynn, "Promoting in-depth cooperation with Gringotts is a major breakthrough. I want to thank you for your support, and Amelia."

"Your suggestion is also very appropriate, Minister." Lin En complimented, "But I will remember your gratitude."

"Ha! Of course, it's available at any time." Fudge was startled at first, then he laughed. The doubts in his heart dissipated slightly, and were replaced by some new ambitions and hopes.

He suddenly felt that it was not impossible for Lin En to change his mind.

Amelia on the other side took it all in, but her expression did not change.

But when he looked at Fudge, there was a strange bit of pity in his eyes.

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At the same time, Iai, a senior executive at Gringotts, also stood in front of the window.

With a keen eye acquired through years of experience in the business world, he was able to see some clues.

The losses are inevitable, but there is still a long time to goblin - and the goblins need to plan ahead.

Thinking of this, his eyes regained their composure, gently swept across Fudge, and finally stopped on Amelia Bones.

He made his own judgment.

"Hawke." He said without turning his head, "I want all the personal information of this Mr. Weasley within one day. Also, settle Golu's family."

The old goblin bowed and slowly left the room.

"Ugh……"

Yi Ai turned his head and looked at the only half of the nameplate left on the table with a complicated look in his eyes.

He couldn't see anything wrong, but he knew there was something fishy going on.

But the die was cast. From the moment Fudge and Bones showed up, Gringotts and the goblins had no way to stop them.

After all, goblins are a race that depends on others. If they are faced with strength or power, they still have ways to deal with it, but when the two stand together, they are just fish on the chopping board.

Iaie knew very well that wealth and status without security were meaningless.

But he knew more clearly that many of his own kind did not realize it - just like many foolish "nobles" among humans.

Ignorance and obsolescence corrode the once wise brain.

Chapter 152: Wizards Are Not Just About Fighting and Killing

The Leaky Cauldron.

"Lin, the brandy you requested is ready. Oh, Minister, Director Bones, you are here too, would you like a drink?"

As soon as the four of them walked into the bar, they heard Old Tom's warm greeting.

Today is the weekend, and Fudge is obviously a little excited. He asked, "There's not much work to do anyway, how about a drink?"

"There will be a surprise inspection tonight, and I will be working with the striker." Amelia said. This serious middle-aged witch hardly distinguishes between work and rest.

Lynn also pretended to be embarrassed and said, "I'm so sorry, Minister, I have to rush back to Hogwarts. I've already asked for a week's leave. If I don't go back, you know how terrifying Minerva is."

"Minerva... indeed." Fudge nodded in agreement. "She is the most difficult professor to deal with. Take care of yourself."

"Haha, that's not the case. We'll go first. I'll definitely have a couple more drinks with you some other time if I have the chance." Lin En smiled brightly, put away the brandy, and disappeared with Euphemia.

Fudge and Amelia parted ways, and only Old Tom murmured to himself after Fudge left: "I can't Apparate when I return to Hogwarts..." The fireplace was right next to them.

He shook his head and continued to fight with the cups he had never finished wiping.

Every bar owner is a natural intelligence agent.

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Eric's house, Birmingham.

It felt so comfortable to be back home after a week. Lin En threw herself on the sofa and let out a lazy and comfortable sigh.

Euphemia also took off her uncomfortable high heels and changed into home clothes. She lightly tapped the magic wand and hot milk slowly floated over.

"I wonder what Bill would think if he knew that you intended to expose his whereabouts from the beginning." She held the milk, took a sip, and smiled maliciously.

"Isn't this your idea?" Lin En spread his hands innocently, "I don't have the energy to pay attention to a goblin."

Euphemia smiled with her eyebrows curved: "I am just your assistant. Do you have any evidence?"

"...You've changed, Fei. You weren't like this before." Lin En said disappointedly, and quietly moved closer to her, but only attracted disgusted looks.

"If Bill knew that he was going back to London to work in an office soon, he would probably question his life. He loves to play in the wild." Euphemia took out a piece of parchment with sympathy and spread it out on the table.

This is the action plan that the two of them had made before they set out. It has been scribbled over and altered, and is no longer recognizable - but it is still very valuable for reference and review.

From the disguise mask that Bill had put on in Cairo, to Bill returning to Asyut to ask for leave, to wandering around the streets, and finally leaving Luxor on a camel.

Even the slow investigation lasting several days after the exploration was completed was included.

They gave this goblin, who had a notorious record in Asia, enough time to react, and even leaked the secret message through a channel left in Gringotts.

As expected, the greedy scar-faced goblin would not let go of the fat meat in front of him, and quickly summoned his partners in Asia to prepare for a familiar robbing-of-robbing battle.

He blocked the door and silenced the witnesses in one go, and was about to make a fortune, and then... he turned into a dried corpse in the desert, and even his identity was used and turned into a bargaining chip at the negotiation table.

He didn't know any of Glick's gang, nor did he know anything about the restorationists' plans, and he had no financial or wealth dealings with them.

This ruthless and extravagant guy is different from most goblins. He only wants to use his position to enrich himself, and he is very attentive in managing people, which is why he has been able to survive for many years.

However, he did not expect that it was his greed and ruthlessness that gave others the opportunity.

As for Grick and his gang who died at the hands of Lynn and Euphemia, they were the real fairy restorationists who had been entrenched in the Transcaucasus for many years. Victor had already conducted in-depth investigations on them.

The nameplate on him is a real thing, a symbol of identity made with fairy craftsmanship. The one on Golu is just an imitation made by Lin En using his exquisite permanent transformation technique.

But even the most outstanding goblin craftsmen would find it difficult to distinguish, after all, it is made of the goblin's enchanted metal - although the name on it has changed.

It can be said that, apart from the Horcrux buried in the underground palace, everything in this exploration was the result of the guidance and planning of the two, and was also an arrangement that Amelia Bones and Millicent Barnold knew in advance.

Expand the authority of the Department of Law Enforcement, limit Gringotts' ability to act, and place one of his most trusted and capable partners within it.

This is a win-win choice. Even Fudge can't find fault with it. Instead, he will feel grateful.

Only Goru and Gorrik, who deserved the punishment, and Gringotts, who suffered an unprovoked disaster, had to bear the consequences - but they had to accept it, because although the list was fake, most of the people on it were real.

Compared to the ferocity and cruelty of wielding a magic wand to kill everyone in the past, Lin En now prefers to use this upright method to solve problems.

After all, he is not someone like Dumbledore who can overturn the table at any time.

Even if it is possible in the future, it is not possible now. We still have to follow the rules of the game.

Compared to Voldemort who conquered people by force, the increasingly mature Lin En prefers to use interests, emotions and rationality to gather the general trend and achieve his goals.

The combination of force and momentum allows him to be invincible within this set of rules, especially when Dumbledore frequently retreats out of awe of power.

And at times like these, Euphemia's wisdom is often more helpful than her superb magic.

Lynn sets the direction and tone, and Euphemia is responsible for improvement and detailing. This has been their consistent way of collaboration for more than a decade, and it has become so tacit that it has almost become instinct.

The discussion lasted until late at night. The two people continued to review the details of the plan and possible omissions and risks, and finalized the follow-up arrangements.

She did not return to Beauxbatons that night.

Bill, who was far away in Egypt, knew nothing about this - he was immersed in the pleasure of spending his last Galleon and was intoxicated in a beautiful dream.

At the same time, Arthur and Molly also received a letter from Lynn, which included news about the progress of the research and Bill's job adjustment, making the couple so excited that they couldn't sleep for a long time.

After all, as parents, they still hope that their children can engage in jobs that have both a promising future and are safe from danger. Compared to the curse breaker, this new position is obviously more to Molly's liking.

As for Arthur, he was still immersed in the new inspiration and grand vision brought by Lynn, but he kept agreeing with her based on the iron rule that "whatever my wife says is right."

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October 3th, Sunday.

Early in the morning, Lynn returned to Hogwarts and sent out two paper airplanes from the office.

Not long after, Percy came running over in neat clothes, a little out of breath, but his eyes could not hide the excitement and anticipation.

"Professor! I'm here! When do we leave?"

"Wait a moment and have a drink." Lin En said lightly, with a hint of fatigue between his brows.

Percy was confused, "Wait? What are we waiting for?"

"Wait for the other partner." Lynn yawned, "She must be a little slower than you."

"She?" Percy blinked. "You wouldn't say it was..."

"Percy? Why are you here?"

A familiar voice sounded from behind Percy, causing the expression on his face to slip out of control.

Turning around, he saw that Doris's expression was exactly the same as his.