From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Calvin responded happily: "Hello Mr. Diggory, may I ask who Cedric Diggory is..."

"Cedric, my son." Amos raised his head proudly, "Mr. Capet, do you know my son?"

Calvin nodded: "Actually, I am now the professor of Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts. Your son chose my class and I am very impressed with him."

"Yes, yes, Seid is an excellent little wizard," Amos began to gush as soon as he mentioned his son. "He is the first in his grade every time, and he also participated in the Herculean School. He serves as the seeker for Chipachio's Quidditch team. I would say, he will be chosen by both the Ministry of Magic and the national team in the future. This kid just has a shy personality."

"Yes, yes," Calvin nodded in agreement, "Cedric is indeed very good. He helps me take care of small animals in his spare time. I taught him some magic painting knowledge."

Finally, Newt interrupted Amos' endless praise of his son, and Amos ushered the two into his office.

Amos made tea for the two of them, looked at Calvin and asked, "So Mr. Capet wants to register the magical animals he raises? Don't worry, I will open a fast track for you and it can be completed today."

"Well, Mr. Diggory," Calvin put the tea cup back on the table, "The purpose of my visit today is actually to convince the Ministry of Magic to establish a large magical animal sanctuary."

Hearing this, Amos had an embarrassing smile on his face: "Mr. Capet, in fact, according to the "Prohibition of Breeding Magical Animals for Experiments", the British wizarding community is not allowed to establish a magical animal sanctuary. Mr. Scamander did not Did I tell you? This bill was implemented by him."

"That's why I came here today. I think it's time to make some changes in the field of magical animals in the British wizarding world. I'll go to the Wizengamot to resolve the issue of this bill," Newt said.

"If Mr. Scamander is willing to contribute, I think the resistance will be much smaller, but Mr. Cappe, you just said, uh, that you want to establish a large protected area?"

Calvin nodded first, then shook his head: "It's not a large one, it's the world's largest magical animal sanctuary."

Amos took a breath and remonstrated tactfully without optimism: "Mr. Capet, I'm afraid Minister Fudge will not agree to this matter. In fact, the ministry does not have much funds to maintain a magical animal sanctuary, let alone You said you wanted to build the largest one in the world.”

"I don't have to pay for it from the Ministry of Magic. A successfully run magical animal sanctuary is actually even profitable." Calvin said confidently.

"Profit?" Amos and Newt were both surprised. Amos took out a stack of parchment at the bottom from the table and spread it in front of them: "Impossible, this is the Romanian Fire Dragon Protection area, the Arizona Magical Creature Sanctuary in the United States and the Amazon Sanctuary in Brazil. Without the support of the local Ministry of Magic, it would not be possible."

"Well," Calvin took the three financial reports and looked at them with relish, "Hey, these people have no business acumen at all, and they are not even as good as my two students."

Newt warned Calvin seriously: "Calvin, you'd better be cautious and don't let yourself go bankrupt. If you don't have money to operate, the Ministry of Magic will definitely not allocate funds. I know Fudge."

Calvin didn't waste any time and took out a roll of parchment he had prepared from his sleeve: "Look at this, the business model of the Fuji Reserve in the Far East Island Country."

After reading it, Newt looked weird and said: "They are using magical animals to make money? Do they still want to be embarrassed? They don't take good care of magical animals, but they still use magical animals to raise them?"

Calvin looked a little confused and explained: "Newt, it's not as serious as you said. I just let the civet accompany the guests to drink coffee. In fact, my civet Amor worked there."

"What about this one? They use Fuji Firefox to attract customers. After paying the money, the Firefox will climb on the person's neck and pretend to be a scarf to take pictures. There is also this Far East black and white bear imported from the Far East. The 4x level magical animal will be watched every day when it lies down. ?. The local spirit raccoons and wizards collaborate to perform a show."

"Isn't this pure exploitation of magical animals?" Newt said angrily.

"It's just an idea." Calvin defended palely. For the first time, he found the angry Hufflepuff so difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Amos helped him out in time: "Mr. Capet, it's hard to convince Cornelius Fudge based on this alone. He is not as friendly as you think." Newt also agreed with Amos's statement.

Calvin rubbed his chin and didn't take Fudge seriously: "I don't need this minister to provide money, nor do I need this minister to provide people. I just need him to give me authorization."

Amos shook his head: "Mr. Capet, you'd better be prepared to fail. Fudge seems to be a kind and generous man, but deep down he is obsessed with money, status and power."

"And he's said to be true to the pure-blood theory. I remember you're a Muggle-born, Calvin." Newt added.

"It is said that Fudge was very close to several pure-blood families and received large donations from them. Fudge promoted this matter as his political achievements. Correspondingly, under his influence, several movies were released. Laws that favor pureblood families."

"Really, a true believer in the pure blood theory?" Calvin picked up the teacup, crossed his legs, gently blew away the tea leaves floating on the water, and took a careful sip of the tea, "Then I will prescribe one for him. An offer that couldn’t be refused.”

Calvin put the tea cup back on the table with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth, which made Amos shudder: "Gentlemen, when can I meet this British Minister of Magic? I am very interested in him now."

Amos was now a little confused about the temperament of the master of magical beasts, and he glanced at Newt.Newt nodded slightly to him, and Amos hesitated for a moment before deciding, "I'll contact Minister Fudge right away."

After that, he took a piece of parchment, wrote the reason, folded it into a paper airplane and flew out.

Newt pretended to be relaxed and said: "In the past, the ministry used owls to deliver messages. Later, everyone couldn't stand the tons of owl droppings and the unpleasant smell, so they switched to paper airplanes to deliver messages."

Calvin regained his gentle gentlemanly demeanor and said with a smile: "It's a very smart approach, but if it were left to me, I would choose to use alchemy items to complete the message delivery."

Soon, a paper plane flew back.Amos unfolded the parchment, glanced at it quickly, and said, "Come on, the Senior Assistant Minister of Magic wants to see us."