Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 803: Holding a pinch in hand

 “Why only a little?”

When Kyle came to Bones with the made things, he heard such a question.

“Minister Bones, there are so many people in the Ministry of Magic, I can’t just let me do all their identity badges.”

"Didn't I already ask Cedric to help you?" Bones raised his head from a pile of documents and pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "If it's not enough, I can give you another helper, Wei." How about the Sly kids, I remember they were also one of your little gang...er, partners."

"You have a good memory, but this is not the scope of the transaction between us." Kyle shook his head and insisted: "My job is just to handle the communication items used by Aurors, or the magic in the identity tag. Signal."

"As for the other things... Strictly speaking, this is the work of the Ministry of Magic. It should not be done by me, and it cannot be done by me. After all, I am no longer a member of the Ministry of Magic. What if my identity changes after a while? There are flaws in the cards, and it’s troublesome to solve them. You can’t just call me over again and again.”

In fact, what Kyle spent more than three hours making can only be regarded as a semi-finished product. If the Ministry of Magic really wants to use it as an identity card, it will also need to have a series of identity cards, including name magic, on it. layout.

Although this job is not difficult, it is very tedious and requires familiarity with everyone in the Ministry of Magic.

Kyle didn't know how many people were here, but there were definitely a few hundred, and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

 Ron has been complaining about hard work at home these days. He feels tired just listening to it... It's enough to just listen to it, there is no need to experience it personally.

"In that case...well, I will find someone else to do this."

Bones thought about it and seemed to think it made sense. Coupled with Kyle's persistence, she didn't say anything.

 “Then our cooperation this time.”

“It’s been initially achieved.” Bones said with a smile. She put the documents aside, then took out a box and opened the lock.

 It was filled with golden galleons.

"That's what you came for." Bones pushed the box to Kyle, "Eighteen hundred galleons, it's yours."

Kyle likes Bones's resolute character, especially when giving money.

Another large amount of Galleons has been received, which can be used to decorate Norbert's lair... Kyle put the box away with a smile.

 “Don’t you want to click on it?”

"No need." Kyle waved his hand, "I believe Minister Bones will not make mistakes in such a trivial matter."

That's what he said, but in fact Kyle just felt that it was troublesome to have some money.

In addition, this job does not require him to do it himself.

Where Bones couldn't see, a small furry thing had twisted its body and got into the box along the gap next to the lock.

Even a piece of paper couldn't fit into that gap, but Xiu Xiu got in. It looked like a flounder lying on the Galleons, waving its two short hands quickly, and digging those gold coins into its insides. Bag.

 A moment later. There was only a flat Xiu Xiu left in the originally heavy box.

After digging out all the gold coins, its body turned into a round shape with a pop as if someone had taken a breath of air from it. Then it lay comfortably in the corner, patting its belly and showing a contented look. appearance.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the top of the box, and then a big hand reached in and lifted Xiu Xiu in his hand.

 “Your movements are quite fast.”

Kyle had left the minister's office at this time and was standing alone in the elevator.

  He raised Xiu Xiu in front of him, looked at its flapping little short legs and asked, "How many are there in total?"

Xiu Xiu squeaked twice.

“The number is correct.” Kyle nodded, then threw the Sniff into the sky and opened his box when it fell.

 The little guy fell straight into it.

Kyle closed the box with a snap and quickly turned the lock twice.

Anti-sniffing device, this little thing can slip through any crack, no matter how narrow it is, even a tight-fitting safe in a Muggle bank can't stop it.

 To block it, you must use specific magic.

Gringotts Vault and Newt's chest also have this function.

　　It’s just that Gringotts is to prevent theft, while Newt is to save worry.

Getting caught and sniffed more than a dozen times a day, not to mention Newt who is already a hundred years old, even when he was young, he couldn't handle it.

Kyle did not go back to the hall directly, but went to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures first.

“The information about the horse-shaped water monster you want is on the third floor of the shelf on the left.”

 “The report from Dean is on the table.”

 “Cedric? Cedric has not been in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures these two days.”

 “How do I know where he is? Can’t you ask yourself?”

 “Don’t move, that’s not the place to put the report…”

By the time Kyle passed by, there was a group of people busy inside. Many people were coming in and out, making it very busy.

Ron is also among them. It can be seen that he has gradually become accustomed to the work here and is doing well.

Kyle stood at the door for five minutes, but no one noticed him.

 Until Fred and George came back from outside.

“Kyle, you actually dare to come to us!” The two men came over fiercely, raising their arms as if they wanted to wrap their arms around Kyle’s shoulders from both sides.

 This is their most common method. As long as they can put their arms around Kyle's shoulders, he can't run away no matter what.

 “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not here to find you.”

Kyle skillfully took two steps back, then turned around to avoid their arms.

 “Where’s Cedric, is he still here?”

“It is said that he went back three hours ago.” Fred raised his arm again, but at the same time he also answered Kyle’s question. "Mr. Diggory said he was so dizzy that it was difficult to concentrate on his work."

"Forget it." Kyle said, naturally taking a small step to the left and walking into the office.

With the door frame blocking it, it would be difficult for Fred and George to surround him.

 “So what have you and him been doing these two days?”

"Old business," Kyle said. "Bones asked for confidentiality. You will know tomorrow."

"Can't you tell us directly? Why do you have to wait until tomorrow." George looked a little uncomfortable, "There are no outsiders here."

"No, outsider?" Kyle glanced into the office. There were at least three people looking for something, and two more were waiting for Ron to get them documents.

“As long as you keep your voice down, wouldn’t it be all right?” Fred said nonchalantly, “As long as you say it, we’ll let you go, okay?”

 “Don’t forget, that cup is still with us.”

 This is already a thinly veiled threat.

Kyle raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "If you like it, just take it. It's of no use to me anyway."

 “You really don’t want to say it?”

"No need." Kyle shook his head, "At least not in the Ministry of Magic. After all, I have a lot of credibility."

 “Huh…” Fred sneered. But he didn’t pursue the question any further.

 “So you’re here to see Cedric?”

 “Then you can go back.”

"Just asking by the way." Kyle pointed to Ron in the pile of documents. "What I'm really looking for is Ron. This morning, Mrs. Weasley asked me to take him back. By the way, I can wrap up my work."

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't you understand?" Kyle spread his hands and said, "Ron won't be coming to work at the Ministry of Magic tomorrow, and his work will naturally be handed over to others."

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or a certain keyword was triggered. As soon as Kyle finished speaking, Ron, who was already very busy, suddenly raised his head and looked over.

“Oh, Kyle, what did you just say?” He subconsciously threw the things in his hand aside and staggered over.

“You said, I won’t come to work tomorrow?”

Kyle had never felt that Ron's eyes were so bright, as if he had seen the bowtruckle of a country turtle.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "I already told my dad at noon today, now you just need to hand over the work to the next person... Someone should be here to help you today, and that person is to take your place. You need to hand over all the tasks you are doing and completing to him.

“Yes, it’s over there.” Ron pointed behind him.

"That's good." Kyle said, "After the work handover is completed, go to the Auror office and cancel the registration information."

"Okay." Ron ran over without looking back, "Just wait for me, I'll go and take over the work now."

"Don't worry, we still have to wait for Hermione, she hasn't come back yet." Kyle said. But Ron was thinking about not having to go to work anymore and couldn't hear what he said.

Kyle shook his head, turned around, and saw two angry faces appearing in front of him.

“You just said that Ron doesn’t have to go to work tomorrow?”

"This is real?"

"Of course." Kyle said, "Hogwarts starts in three days, and he still has to make up his homework."

 “What about us?”

 The two of them took a step forward at the same time.

Kyle subconsciously stepped back and asked in a low voice: "What do you mean, what's wrong with you?"

 “Don’t play dumb.” Fred narrowed his eyes.

“Ron and Hermione’s work is over, what about us? When can we leave the Ministry of Magic?”

“You can do it anytime, after all, it’s off work time now.”

 “I told you, don’t act stupid!” George made a clicking sound with his fingers. "What we mean is that you won't have to go to work tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"You told me earlier." Kyle turned his head, "Will you start school in September?"

 “Nonsense, we have graduated two years ago.”

"That's right." Kyle patted him on the shoulder, "Since you also know that you have graduated, why do you bother to ask such a childish question?

“You don’t have to start school, of course you have to continue working.”

"You!" Fred and George's eyes were red. At this moment, they really wanted to beat Kyle up. Even though they knew that together they were no match for Kyle, they just wanted to beat him up. pause.

 It has nothing to do with victory or defeat, just to vent the bad breath in my heart.

 But at this moment, the elevator door opened again.

Mr. Weasley walked out. From a distance, he saw three people standing at the door.

 “Oh, Kyle, I didn’t expect you to be here.”

“And Fred, George, what are you doing blocking the door? Go to the side quickly and don’t block the road.”

 “Okay daddy.”

　　The two could only temporarily suppress the anger in their hearts and reluctantly stood aside.

Kyle took the opportunity to jump outside, followed Mr. Weasley closely, and raised his eyebrows at them.

"No, I can't help it anymore..." Fred gasped, "I must beat him up!"

 “Then I go home and get beaten by my mother again.”

 “I don’t care, I don’t believe my mother can beat me to death.”

 “Then, can we beat Kyle?” George continued to ask.

"Yes!" Fred said, and then added: "We can do it without a wand. He can't use the Fire Charm on us."

“That’s right.” George touched his chin, “At that moment, when Dad wasn’t paying attention, we held him down together.”

 “Okay, let’s do it.”

The two were discussing the battle plan, but when they looked up, they saw Kyle stretching out a hand.

 This is not the point.

 The point is, there is a bag in this hand, and the bag is full of gold galleons. A rough estimate is that there are at least more than a hundred gold galleons.

 The two of them blinked and were stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing standing there? Take it," Kyle said.

 “Huh?” Fred and George were a little confused.

“That’s right, I made the communication coin that you didn’t have time to make, and I made a small profit.” Kyle explained.

 “If you did it, why did you give us money?” Fred asked.

“It was Cedric’s decision.” Kyle said, “He has been helping me these past few days. I was going to give him a share of the hard-earned money, but he didn’t ask for it.

“He said that you have been doing your job for him these past few days, so he asked me to hand this over to you.”

"ah?"

 “Do you want me to take it back?” Kyle pretended to take back the Galleons.

"want!"

"of course yes!"

With quick eyesight and quick hands, the two of them snatched the bag from Kyle's hand, opened it and counted it carefully.

 A total of two hundred galleons, much more than they expected.

 “Oh, how can this be so embarrassing?”

 “Yes, we are just working normally, I’m so sorry.”

While saying this, the two of them quickly put the galleons into their pockets.

"By the way, I just heard that you were discussing holding me down and beating me up?" Kyle said in a long voice: "Now that Mr. Weasley is not here, what a great opportunity."

 “How did you say this? You must have heard it wrong.”

“We are close friends, how could we do such a despicable thing.”

 “Yes, yes, you must have heard wrong.”

 …

The previous battle plan seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden. The two of them walked over diligently, squeezing their shoulders and beating their arms at Kyle in an extremely flattering manner.

But before Kyle could enjoy it for long, Mr. Weasley walked out of the office with an excited Ron.

"Hermione is back. She should be at the door of the Auror's office by now. I'll take you there."

 “Okay.” Kyle nodded, turned around and followed.

Fred and George diligently took him to the elevator.

"How did you do that?" After the elevator door closed, Ron couldn't help but ask: "Why did their attitude towards you change so much all of a sudden?"

 “Nothing, just a trivial little trick.” Kyle said with a smile.

Still, to deal with the Wesley brothers, he can say that he was holding a handle.

 …

 The elevator stopped at the second floor, and several people walked out.

Just as Mr. Weasley said, Hermione was already waiting at the door of the Auror office.

　　After working on the Muggle Mediation Committee for almost a month, she looked thinner than before.

But unlike Ron, there was no trace of fatigue in her eyes, and at the same time, there was no sense of joy that "it's finally over".

On the contrary, she seemed to be a little unsatisfied.

 “Do I have to finish today? My work improvement plan will be written soon.”

After seeing a few people, she immediately greeted them, "School only starts in September, isn't there still three days left? Why is it ending so soon?"

 Confirmed, she really has more to say.

　　Ron looked at her as if he were looking at a monster.

"There is no rush, Hermione." Mr. Weasley said softly: "You can write whatever you want at home. Besides, school is about to start, so you have to prepare in advance."

“But I’ve already finished reading all the seventh grade content.” Hermione blurted out: “I still have homework. I finished it all on the second day of the holiday. I really don’t have anything to prepare.”

Mr. Weasley glanced at Ron subconsciously, then shook his head and looked away. "Then take these few days to relax and don't always think about work. Don't forget, you are still a student."

 (End of this chapter)