The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"First of all, I want to congratulate you, Macon." Professor McGonagall brought the black cat to the principal's office. She pushed a stack of parchment from the table, "Congratulations on successfully winning the board of directors. I think I will no longer have to think about it every day. Find a way to negotiate with them about Hogwarts' expenses."

The black cat pressed it on the parchment and spread it out to look at it. The first thing was the food expenses. The castle's annual food budget was as high as 54 gold galleons.

Next is the salary budget, which is 20 for the principal, 6 for each of the four deans, and 34 for professors in various subjects. Finally, there are stipends, miscellaneous fees, etc. that add up to 6 gold galleons. The total 138 million gold galleons.

As the only magic school in England, subsidies are of course indispensable. The Ministry of Magic contributes 60 yuan each year, and the remaining 48 yuan is borne by the twelve directors on the board of directors.

ps: The official said that the Ministry of Magic will bear all the responsibility, but I don’t understand it at all.Unless there is no board of directors, or there is no interest in it, who would find twelve ancestors to support it?Wouldn't the Ministry of Magic send its own people to supervise it?

"Of course, there is also the Ministry of Magic. We don't want any future subsidies." Black Cat thought for a while, took out a few subsidies and threw them into the trash can. "The annual budget has been increased to 200 million, and the salaries of all employees have increased. Ten percent.”

"After the balance is reached, the remaining money does not need to be deposited into Gringotts. [-]% of it will be used as a scholarship and will be distributed once a year. The remaining amount will be used to establish the Hogwarts Entrepreneurship Grant. Only current students can apply. After graduation, they will need It can be issued only after passing the risk assessment.”

"Macon, let's not talk about scholarships and subsidies for now. If you don't want subsidies, the Ministry of Magic..." Professor McGonagall was a little worried. Not accepting this subsidy would mean that Hogwarts is completely different from the Ministry of Magic. The fragmentation of the Ministry of Magic.

"Don't worry about them. The Ministry of Magic has too much to take care of itself. Now is a good opportunity to leave." The black cat licked its paws, seeing that she was still a little worried, and then said to her, "Voldemort recently attacked a magic weapon abroad. Commercial Street. This kind of thing would be enough of a headache for them even in peacetime, let alone now."

"I can understand the scholarship," Professor McGonagall nodded. Muggle parents would always ask this question every year when new students were admitted, "What is that entrepreneurial grant?"

"After the fresh wizards graduate, if they choose to open a shop or workshop in the Hogwarts business district, but they lack funds, after passing our review, we can give them the money directly."

"Business district? Do we have this place? How can we guarantee that the money released like this will be recovered?"

"There isn't one now, but there will be one soon. The location is right next to Hogsmeade Village. You have to pay 15.00% of the gross operating profit every month until the subsidy is made up."

"In addition, 5.00% of the gross operating profit will be taken from the rental fee of the house and venue starting from the repayment of the subsidy. If the store does not even make 30.00% of the gross profit, it is impossible to pass the risk assessment."

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, she knew it was not that simple.However, as long as the subsidy is paid off, the monthly rent of 5.00% of gross profit is nothing at all. After all, every inch of land in Hogsmeade Village is at a premium now.

The black cat wrote the letter and gave it to Professor McGonagall together with the black cat pendant, and asked her to use an owl to send it to the Black and White Cat Doll House in Diagon Alley. Lockhart would then send the money.

It was getting late after all this work. After the black cat left the principal's office, he walked towards the floating city.

The annual expenses of Hogwarts will not put any burden on him, but on this basis, why not spend a little more money and increase some income?

As he stepped onto the suspended steps and moved towards the air, several bright lights flashed from the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

The black cat released its spiritual energy to cover the area, and when he retracted it, the information fed back from above made him frown. Then he chuckled and jumped down the suspended steps.

The black hair made him completely invisible at night. After landing on the shore of the black lake, he rushed towards the luminous point.

The elastic flesh pads and flexible movement allowed him to pass through obstacles silently. After arriving at his destination, he ran up a big tree and lay lazily on the trunk.In the bushes below, two old men were bickering.

"From the afternoon to now, I have been squatting in this bush for two hours." Gellert flicked his hand, and a flame burst out, accurately hitting a flying insect. It was no longer known which insect he had killed casually. A bug.

"Gellert, be patient..." Dumbledore was saying when he noticed that Gellert had stood up and looked towards the city gate, and quickly shook his head at him.

"The four guarding Aurors can let us in easily with the Oblivion Charm." Grindelwald tilted his head to avoid Dumbledore, who was blocking his view, and continued to analyze, "Or I can follow you and use Transfiguration."

"I'm glad I didn't hear the name of the Unforgivable Curse from you." Dumbledore pulled his sleeves and asked him to squat down again. "I know your Transfiguration is very good, you always have been. But We can’t reveal our identities, especially when we’re together.”

Grindelwald snorted coldly, "How can you take me outside during the day without fear of being discovered?"

"Gellert," Dumbledore's eyes flashed with some struggle, and finally he said softly, "I am afraid that you will stay in Nurmengard for too long... and it is a Muggle territory, and no one knows about it. Who are you."

"Albus! Don't forget who locked me up there," a flash of anger flashed across Grindelwald's face, "Locked in a prison I built myself?"

"That's to save your life, you know." Dumbledore sighed. After extraditing him back then, if he hadn't fought hard with his own reasons, it would have proved that he was more useful alive than dead.That one was imprisoned in Azkaban, tortured there, and finally died in pain.

"I beg you! I begged you! Albus!" Grindelwald grabbed Dumbledore's robe with both hands and roared angrily, "Why didn't you just kill me then!"

"Because he loves you." The black cat was lying on the branch with its limbs hanging down. The sudden interruption made the two of them freeze in place.

"Are you the black cat?" Grindelwald let go of Dumbledore in a panic and shouted sharply at the tree, "What do you know about what's going on between us?"

"Two rotten old men who are over a hundred years old, staying up late at night and huddled in the bushes. I really don't understand this kind of thing, and I have no interest in understanding it." The black cat yawned and looked at Dumbledore, "So, Professor, you brought this dark lord to me, do you want me to help get rid of him?"

"I'm coming to find you, Black Cat Macon," Grindelwald didn't care about the squeeze from the black cat. After calming down, he said to the black cat, "You have such great strength and sit on so many people. With resources and connections, don’t you want to go further?”