Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 223
With so many black wizards, it is impossible for everyone to have business talent.

So what to do with someone who doesn't have the talent to be a merchant?

Karak had a great idea.

Okay, let's be a street security officer~
The so-called security guards are the security maintenance personnel in the commercial area of ​​Paradise Street, and their work is easy.Of course, the salary is also lower than those of the dark wizards who work in the shop.

No way, who told you that you have no (selling) ability.

"Death Bloom" has a big family and a big business, and doesn't care about raising hundreds of idlers to eat, but for the Ministry of Magic, such a "private armed force" is very annoying.

Cornelius Fudge has complained countless times in the office that there are not as many Aurors in the English Ministry of Magic as there are security guards in the business district.

Shame!
He was jealous, but helpless.

Because the Ministry of Magic does not have such strong financial resources.

Their Ministry of Magic looked like a beggar compared to the riches of Paradise Street.

But "Death Bloom," or Paradise Street's good old days are over
It has something to do with the escape from Azkaban, really Sauron can protect them forever?
Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting in the office, twitched into a sneer.

What a big taxpayer and a model businessman.

Pretend, keep pretending.

Can't help showing the fox tail!
Anyway, Cornelius Fudge doesn't worry about having too many debts, and doesn't itch when he has too many lice. Even if there is no such thing as Azkaban, his reputation can't be worse.

Now that I have made up for it, I might be able to fight for my impression points and clean it up smoothly.

"Send me an order to have people from the Auror Office and the Department of Mysteries surround Paradise Street for me. No matter who it is, entry and exit are prohibited!"

Fingers crossed, Cornelius Fudge looked solemn.

After the Ministry of Magic was on fire, the contraband warehouse was broken into, and the Azkaban prisoners escaped, he became a bachelor and was more decisive than before.

Let's start the war. There will be a battle between the Ministry of Magic and Death Bloom sooner or later.

It's better to be a coincidence than a coincidence, just today!

"Yes!"

Although Cornelius Fudge's reputation in the Ministry of Magic is very low, at this sensitive time, the members of the Ministry of Magic really need a leader to lead them through the current difficulties.

Old Fudge's secretary nodded and said yes, and hurriedly ran out of the minister's office.

The current Ministry of Magic is like a machine running at full capacity, and every member is a screw on this machine.

Don't let up!

"Whoo~"

The secretary left, Cornelius Fudge exhaled, and stroked his gray hair worriedly.

This time the incident was too bad, even worse than Sauron's arson.

Those Azkaban prisoners are all serious criminals, which one doesn't have a few lives?
If this matter cannot be resolved as soon as possible, the consequences will be disastrous!
While secretly lost in thought, the secretary who had just left the house not long ago turned back suddenly, ran into the office without even knocking on the door.

Cornelius Fudge was taken aback.

"What's the matter, what happened again?"

Could it be that the prisoners of Azkaban started acting like demons!

The Minister of Magic's heart tightened.

"It's Karak and Avery from Death Bloom, they're here with people, right in the front hall!"

Hearing a certain word, Cornelius Fudge was taken aback for a moment, then stood up abruptly, gritting his teeth firmly.

"Those two fake and powerful things also want to imitate their masters, hehe, I, the Ministry of Magic of England, can come to show off by myself!"

Smiling in anger, Cornelius Fudge casually grabbed the bowler hat that was on the desk.

"I'd like to see who dares to act wildly in the Ministry of Magic. Last time, for the sake of the overall situation, Sauron's reputation was earned by forbearance. I admit it. Today's big deal is to die."

Avery and Clark.

People who used to be like pigs and dogs can also ride on top of him?

Cornelius Fudge had never felt so angry.

With his secretary, he walked all the way to the front hall of the Ministry of Magic, and saw the two heads of Paradise Street surrounded by Aurors.

"What are you waiting for, arrest them!"

Dare to step into the gate of the Ministry of Magic, it is your biggest mistake.

Old Fudge waved his hand.

For such a scumbag, it's never too late to catch them before questioning them!
"Wait a minute!"

Avery and Karak were in a hurry when they were about to be thrown into prison before they got down to business.

The eyes of the people behind the two lit up, and they all raised their cameras to take pictures.

"Ok?"

Glancing at the costumes of the people behind Karak and Avery, old Fudge was taken aback.

Cap, linen shirt, camera, notebook.

Not a dark wizard, but like a reporter.
"See, friends from the press, this is how the Ministry of Magic persecutes us!"

"We are big taxpayers, but the results have not been accepted so far, I am not convinced!"

The bigger the crowd, the stronger Karak and Avery's desire to perform.

This fat and thin partner is also interesting.

In the eyes of reporters from various daily newspapers, this is a great treasure worth digging.

"and many more!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Cornelius Fudge also calmed down.

Taking a breath, he said in a deep voice.

"Aren't you here to start a war?"

After finishing speaking, he regretted it.

What are you talking about? Isn't it just giving the other party a handle by saying this!
"Friends from the press, did you hear me? What we want is to clarify the facts, while Mr. Cornelius Fudge wants to start a war!"

"I don't know how our business alliance has become the number one enemy of the Ministry of Magic. We rank first in the amount of tax paid every quarter. We are taxpayers. Not only are we not protected by the Ministry of Magic, but we are squeezed out! "

Sure enough, Clarke and Avery got their act together.

"It's the same with the jailbreak this time. We were doing business well, but we were suddenly labeled as helping prisoners escape from prison. Isn't this wronging good people!"

"At first I thought there was some misunderstanding, but seeing the performance of Minister Cornelius Fudge, now I seriously suspect that it was the inaction of the Minister of Magic that caused the prisoners in Azkaban to escape collectively. Responsibility, he deliberately put the crime on our "Death Bloom"."

Thanks to old Fudge for being as brainless as ever, Karak and Avery were going crazy with joy.

Originally, they were still worrying about how to clean up.

Well now, public opinion has been completely controlled by them.

It's time to worry about the Ministry of Magic and Cornelius Fudge.

Hats off?
Shirk responsibility?

Cornelius Fudge clenched his fists, wishing he could cast a curse on the two scumbags opposite, one fat and one thin.

Are you innocent?

Is there any discerning person who doesn't know what is going on with your "Death Bloom".

If nothing else, just mention the name of your organization.

Do serious business alliances use "death" to flaunt themselves?
Are you businessmen, or terrorists?
(End of this chapter)