Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 849 Kyle’s true purpose

After that, Birdman mentioned some other rules, which basically prohibited interference in the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. However, compared to the previous ones, these seemed insignificant, and Kyle agreed to them all.

As I said before, he didn't come here just for this. If he just wanted to earn galleons, he could go to Diagon Alley to sweep it again. There was no need to come all the way here.

So even if these conditions seemed a bit outrageous to Kyle, he didn't care.

Opposite Kyle, Birdman was almost in tears and wanted to praise Kyle with all the words he could think of.

Over the past few minutes, he had gradually built up an image of Kyle in his mind as a good person who truly loved fire dragons and was willing to spend a lot of Galleons to protect them.

I have to say that there are still many good people in the magic world!

So under the premise that the two of them had the same idea, things went extremely smoothly.

Ten minutes later, Birdman repaired the broken quill, dipped it in ink, and barely finished writing a certificate with trembling hands.

It was a sponsorship certificate, including what he just told Kyle, all written on it.

Birdman picked up the wand and whispered an awkward spell. The ancient spell was mixed with ink, and Birdman signed his name in the most prominent position on the certificate.

With a bright white light, the originally ordinary parchment turned into a magical contract.

Kyle just glanced at it briefly and put it away casually. If others saw this thing, he would most likely be regarded as a fool.

No, it should be said that even a fool would not engage in this kind of business where there is no profit at all.

"Oh, one more thing." Kyle seemed to suddenly think of something.

"No problem, just say it." Birdman hugged the box full of Galleons and grinned almost to his ears.

All he wanted to do now was go to the Owl Post Office and write letters to the dragon keepers who had left, telling them that they could come back.

"Exactly. Can I apply for a legal dragon-raising certificate?" Kyle narrowed his eyes, "As I said just now, I like fire dragons too much."

Birdman's head jerked up, the joy and excitement on his face quickly disappearing.

"It's impossible to disappoint you," he said expressionlessly.

At this time, he had already guessed Kyle's purpose, and his evaluation of him in his heart fell from the peak to the bottom in an instant.

Because before the fire dragon sanctuary was established, all fire dragon-related materials on the market came from certain pure-blood families. They captured the fire dragons, raised them, and killed them when needed, splitting them into various types. Materials and earn a lot of Galleons.

This behavior has also caused the number of fire dragons to decrease. After all, cultivating them is not as convenient as catching them.

Although the fire dragon is the top magical animal in the magic world and its destructive power is astonishing, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can always find wizards who are willing to take risks. If you can't catch ten, then find fifty or a hundred.

Compared with the benefits brought by a fire dragon, the cost of hiring a wizard is not worth mentioning.

If this continues, maybe in a few decades, there will no longer be magical animals like fire dragons in the magic world.

This problem may be solved if all materials related to fire dragons are banned, but that is unrealistic.

After hundreds of years of development, the fire dragon has been closely connected with the magic world. Not to mention anything else, just one dragon blood spans several fields including alchemy and potions.

There are also dragon skin gloves, which are also indispensable props for conducting dangerous magic experiments.

If their sale is banned, many industries will come to a halt, and the big shots won't want to see this happen.

So, in order to solve this problem and prevent the fire dragon from completely disappearing one day, the Fire Dragon Sanctuary was established.

Although they are still stuck in the most critical first step and have almost no influence, as long as they are still there, the private sale of fire dragon materials is illegal and can only be done secretly and cannot be done openly and openly.

The same goes for catching fire dragons.

In a sense, the protected area indirectly protects fire dragons and slows down their disappearance.

As for the legal dragon-raising certificate Kyle mentioned... With this thing, he can continue to trade fire dragons unscrupulously without any repercussions.

But in this case, what is the point of establishing a fire dragon protection zone?

Birdman's expression quickly turned cold, and he threw the box in his hand back on the table without hesitation.

"If you came with this purpose, please take it back, and I will return these Galleons to you intact." He said unceremoniously, with no trace of reluctance in his tone.

"Don't refuse in a hurry." Kyle seemed to have guessed what he would say, and said calmly: "I didn't say I wanted it now."

"Not anytime." Birdman said bluntly.

"Not even for ninety years?" Kyle took out two bottles of butterbeer from the box and threw one of them to Birdman.

"What?" Birdman was stunned for a moment.

"Like I said, I like fire dragons." Kyle slowly opened the cork of the bottle, took a sip of the sweet butter beer, and continued: "It's just that I'm not old enough now, and I don't know much about them.

"But I believe that after ninety years, I should be able to become an experienced fire dragon expert. But for me at that age, no matter how frequently I travel between London and Romania, it will be somewhat beyond my capabilities. Like the one behind me.”

Kyle pointed behind him.

Dumbledore was sitting back in his chair, looking weak and hollowed out.

Although he ended up looking like this because he traveled through different times many times, Birdman didn't know. He just thought it was because he was too old and couldn't stand the influence of apparation.

"This..." Birdman hesitated.

"So I thought, when that time comes, I can get closer to the fire dragon." Kyle said with a smile: "This idea is not too much."

Birdman said nothing.

Indeed, if the Fire Dragon Sanctuary is officially established, then if you want to see them again, other than looking for them in the wild, you can only come here.

But after ninety years, the young man in front of me will probably be over a hundred years old, and it is normal to not want to run back and forth again.

"You can settle in Romania," Birdman said. "I can make the decision and leave you a piece of open space here that is large enough for you to build a spacious manor."

"Compared with preferences, hometown is also something people can't let go of, isn't it?" Kyle said.

Birdman fell silent again.

"Or I can take a step back, how about ninety-eight years." Seeing that Birdman's attitude was a little relaxed, Kyle struck while the iron was hot: "A legal dragon-raising certificate that will only take effect after ninety-eight years, I think It’s not an excessive request.”

"That's true, but..."

"You always have to issue these certificates."

Kyle interrupted him and continued: "There are many people in the magic world who are interested in magical animals. As one of the representative species, fire dragons naturally have many people studying them. It is impossible for everyone to come to Romania.

"Whether it's cooperation or other reasons, you always have to give special treatment to some people. For example, mandrake, a plant that was once banned from trade by the Ministry of Magic, can now be grown in at least five places."

"Um...um..." Birdman hesitated even more and said hesitantly: "It's different. Fire dragon and mandrake are different."

"That's right." Kyle shrugged, "Mandrake was listed as a prohibited trade plant in 1869, only thirty years ago.

"In comparison, the ninety-eight years I proposed is still a bit long."

The Birdmen were dumbfounded.

Who said this.

What he means is that mandrake is a plant, and its use is limited to potions, or other very small circles, unlike fire dragon materials, which can be found in almost every industry.

But Kyle didn't give him time to explain.

"In that case..." He slapped his hand on the box.

Birdman's heart pounded, and he blurted out: "Are you going to cancel this funding?" "No, the funding must continue. I don't want to only see fire dragons from books." Kyle said, "But, The number may need to be changed, after all, I have to make some preparations for the future.”

Birdman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Three hundred galleons then."

Birdman almost jumped.

"Three hundred galleons?"

He originally thought that Kyle would be cut off in half at most. Even if there was only a thousand Galleons left, saving a little would solve the urgent problem. Unexpectedly, it was suddenly reduced to one-tenth.

"There's no way." Kyle sighed, "Think about it, I've been there and couldn't raise a dragon by myself, so I had to come here to build a house. This requires a lot of money, and I also have assistants. I need to find it all over again, plus the various instruments, the house elves who take care of my life, the daily food and clothing expenses... after all, two thousand seven hundred Galleons doesn't seem to be enough."

"Enough, absolutely enough." Birdman said hurriedly.

Good guy, does this person want to build a castle here, but even a castle with the size of Hogwarts will not cost more than two thousand Galleons.

Of course, the premise is only the appearance. If you add the internal facilities, it will not be enough even if it is multiplied ten times... But if it is just for daily living, it seems that those facilities are not needed.

"Okay, two thousand and seven is just two thousand and seven. I'll be a little frugal, as long as I can live with it." Kyle gritted his teeth and began to grab the gold coins from the box, and at the same time put the parchment on the table again. He went up and said sheepishly: "But in this case, I have to trouble Mr. Strick to write a new certificate."

Watching Kyle's actions, Birdman's heart bleeds.

Two thousand seven hundred Galleons... just enough to live in?

He couldn't connect the two sentences together.

Moreover, the jingling sound Kyle made when he grabbed the gold coins made him unable to concentrate at all.

It felt like someone was tearing down the Fire Dragon Sanctuary sign in front of him, but he couldn't stop it.

As the gold coins in the box became less and less, Birdman's breathing became more and more rapid. He looked at the three thousand galleons donation certificate on the table, and the quill in his hand seemed to weigh as much as a thousand kilograms. No matter what, I can't write a word.

Damn it, couldn't this man give him three hundred galleons? Why did he have to take away two thousand seven in front of him!

Not too troublesome?

Out of nowhere, he stood up suddenly and put his hand on the box.

"Don't take it!"

"What?" Kyle raised his head and looked at him doubtfully, "Oh, it's okay. I'll move quickly and try to get it before you finish writing the new proof."

Merlin's ripped socks...how can I possibly go on writing this!

Birdman was roaring inwardly, but on the outside he had to force a smile.

"Sir, how about you extend the time a little longer, for example, two hundred years? I can make the decision and issue you a legal dragon-raising certificate that will be extended for two hundred years."

"Two centuries?" Kyle looked him up and down, "Do you want to listen to what you are talking about?"

Birdman was also a little embarrassed.

"Ninety-eight years is my bottom line." Kyle said, "And this period is enough for the Fire Dragon Sanctuary to develop and grow. I only raise a few small dragons, so they won't pose a threat to you.

"But since you think it's inappropriate, forget it."

Kyle said, and forcefully grabbed a handful of gold coins.

Birdman was on the verge of tears.

In the past two years, the person in front of me is the only one who has come to donate. I don’t know how long I will have to wait.

But three hundred Galleons is really not enough.

Just when he was struggling, Kyle stretched out his evil hand and whispered in his mouth: "These can be used to buy a set of chairs."

Another handful...

“These make a table, and I love the Guardian Tree table, to help me focus more while reading.”

Another handful…

"Let's buy these silverware made by fairies... It's a bit expensive, but it's also a necessity to embellish life."

This handful contains at least twenty galleons, enough to cover the food expenses of ten dragon keepers for a month... to embellish their lives?

"I agreed!"

A certain line of defense in Birdman's mind collapsed.

"Ninety-eight years, right...I agree!"

The corner of Kyle's mouth curled up slightly, then immediately returned to its original state.

"It's okay, Mr. Strick." He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Actually, you don't have to be embarrassed. I've thought about it. It would be good to build a residence here. At least I don't need to spend money to support it. There are many kinds of dragons, and if you think about it carefully, I’m quite advantageous.”

"It's not embarrassing, not at all." Birdman said quickly: "I've thought about it, and you're right. Since we must cooperate with other magical beast scholars, why can't we choose one we are more familiar with? Your generosity and kindness fully meet our criteria for selecting partners.”

"But raising a dragon at your own expense is a big expense." Kyle looked at the gold coins in the box, hesitated for a moment and then shook his head, "Forget it, I think it's good to live here."

Wow!

Another handful of gold coins was taken away.

Birdman really cried, and he wanted to slap himself twice.

Why...why did I reject him just now?

As he said just now, ninety-eight years is enough time for the Fire Dragon Sanctuary to develop and grow. If this person really did something illegal, the worst he could do would be to take back the legal dragon raising certificate.

The wizard talks about strength and background...

It just so happened that behind them was the International Federation of Wizards, but what about the other party... He would only be an old wizard over a hundred years old at that time, how could he go against such a behemoth?

They can completely take the initiative.

"Um... sir, you don't understand, it's really uncomfortable for us to live here." Thinking of this, Birdman immediately changed his expression and said with a frown.

"The wind and sand are strong here. When the wind blows, the sky is covered with dirt."

"It's okay, I can handle it."

"The roar of fire dragons also affects rest. They always howl in the middle of the night, disturbing people's dreams."

"It's okay, magic can also solve it."

"Then...then there is no place for entertainment here." Birdman said hesitantly. "At that time, you won't be able to have a drink at the bar."

Kyle's hand holding the gold coin paused, and he hesitated.

There's drama!

Birdman's eyes lit up.

"When we chose a location, we chose a remote place that could perfectly avoid Muggles and wizards. How could anyone open a tavern in such a place, right?

"London is better. Diagon Alley is so lively. You can go for a drink at any time. Moreover, it also guards the Ministry of Magic. It's convenient to do whatever you want."

"That makes sense." Kyle touched his chin.

"That's right." Birdman looked at Kyle with a smile, "To be honest, if it wasn't forced by the situation, I wouldn't want to live in this miserable place. You see, the roof is still leaking."

"But the cost of raising a dragon..." Kyle still hesitated, "And I just remembered that even if I don't care about this, the fire dragon itself is ridiculously expensive and inappropriate."

"It's covered, we've covered it." Birdman patted his chest, "After the legal dragon-raising certificate comes into effect, our reserve will cover all your dragon-related expenses. In addition, I can also make the final decision. , give you one... um, two dragon eggs."

(End of chapter)