From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

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"Minister Fudge, you may not know me very well." Calvin conjured a chair, sat opposite Fudge, and looked at him enthusiastically.

Fudge snorted noncommittally.

"You may not know that my father is French, and my uncle serves as the director of the Auror Office in France." Calvin's voice was full of temptation.

"Of course I know," Fudge interrupted Calvin rudely, "I know that your uncle holds an important position in the French Ministry of Magic, and you yourself have some connections in France, and you are even favored by that stupid cow Roland."

"Since you are so powerful in France, you might as well open the protected area to France. Roland will definitely support it." Fudge said with a hint of ridicule.

Calvin was a little helpless: "Minister Fudge, you still don't understand what I mean."

"Actually, what I want to say is that the Capet family is a family that has been passed down for thousands of years and has considerable influence in the Muggle world. Many emperors and kings have been born, and some of them have inevitably come into contact with the magical world. You know , there were no secrecy laws at that time.”

Calvin took out a shiny silver amphora from his sleeve, which looked sparkling and spotless.Fudge's eyes immediately went straight. Years of experience told him that this must be the work of goblins.

“Even though only a small portion of the family property was passed down to me through my father, there were still some antiques in it that I didn’t recognize.”

How could Calvin not understand? As a master alchemist, he had already seen the inheritance left to him by his father, and there were indeed some fairy products in it.It was just to meet the luxurious needs of nobles in the Middle Ages, but it didn't actually have much powerful magic.

Calvin identified these items as: useless vases.But in the hands of some antique enthusiasts, these things are worth a lot of money, such as Minister Fudge in front of me.

Fudge was about to reach out and grab the silver amphora, but he suddenly remembered the current situation and stopped in time, but the greedy green light in his small eyes betrayed him.

"Minister Fudge, I found this at my house. You also know that my parents are both Muggles, so I definitely don't know as much about these antiques as someone from a pure-blood family like you. If you don't mind, Please help me identify it.”

After hearing this, Minister Fudge smiled with a smile on his face and reached out to grab the silver cup: "Calvin, of course there is no problem."

Fudge was really so blinded by greed that he couldn't even tell a lie as simple as Calvin's.

Fudge quickly turned his eyes away from the silver cup and looked at Mr. Capet again as if he were looking at a fat sheep.

He sat upright again, regained his demeanor as the Minister of Magic, and said righteously: "As an internationally renowned magical zoologist, it is really an honor for the British Ministry of Magic that Mr. Capet is willing to establish an animal sanctuary in England. As the Minister of Magic, I also I am willing to support your act of protecting magical animals."

Then Fudge said helplessly: Alas!But as I said before, the Ministry of Magic is really unable to support you in establishing a protected area.Mr. Capet, what do you think we should do? "

Calvin nodded understandingly: "I know that establishing a magical animal sanctuary is a big expense. In this case, I am personally willing to donate [-] Galleons to the Ministry of Magic." Then he took out a checkbook from his sleeve and wrote down the number.

Fudge stared at Calvin's checkbook longingly, but what happened next surprised him even more.

Calvin took out another key and put it in front of Fudge, and said softly: "Minister Fudge, I just picked up an unnamed key to Gringotts at the door. I think you must have dropped it accidentally."

Fudge glanced at it calmly and found that the note behind the key said [-] Galleons. He said cooperatively: "Ah, I did drop it. Look at my memory, haha."

Fudge wanted to put away the silver cup and keys, but then he remembered that he was still in Calvin's other dimension.He raised his head to ask Calvin to let him out, but found Calvin's bloody eyes staring at him.

This made him shudder a little, wondering if accepting Calvin's heart was the right choice.

He knew what Calvin meant, so he said nonchalantly: "With Mr. Capet's generous donation, I see no reason to stop you from studying the magical animals you love on this land."

Calvin nodded with satisfaction, waved his wand, and took the two of them out of the world in the painting.

Fudge accepted the silver cup and key with astonishing speed, took out the parchment from the table, and quickly wrote the authorization letter allowing Cape to establish a magical animal sanctuary.

"Calvin, where do you plan to build the reserve?" Fudge asked happily, "Do you need me to coordinate it for you?"

"Thank you, Minister Fudge..."

"Just call me Connelly, Calvin. I think we're friends."

Calvin smiled kindly and said: "Connelly, my family has a piece of land near the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole and Stoat Mountain in Devonshire. Let's build there."

"No problem," Fudge wrote the address on the parchment. "Calvin, although we are friends, as the Minister of Magic, I still have to remind you to remember to hide that place during Muggle Expulsion Week."

"Of course I know, Connelly." Calvin took the parchment from Fudge's hand, "Well, goodbye, Minister Fudge."

"Remember to come often, you are my most loyal friend." Fudge sent Calvin out of the office.

Looking at the closed door, Fudge thought to himself: "Idiot, I will eat him up sooner or later, little fat sheep." Then he returned to the chair and played with the silver cup tirelessly.

Calvin looked back at the closed door and whispered: "Idiot, blinded by money and power, sooner or later you have to spit out what you swallowed."

Newt and Amos, who were waiting outside, saw Calvin coming out and hurriedly greeted him.Amos asked: "How about Calvin, this stupid pig Fudge didn't make things difficult for you?"

Calvin waved the parchment in his hand: "Fudge is not as stubborn as you say."

Newt looked incredulous, snatched the parchment from Calvin's hand, read it carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Calvin, did you also use that little Muggle trick on Fudge?"

"How could it be," Calvin said as he walked away, "He is the Minister of Magic, and I really look down on him with this little trick."

"Then how did you do it?" Amos asked.

"Well, you two Hufflepuffs," Calvin drawled, "of course it's the Slytherin method. You must not understand."

"To be honest, I quite like Fudge. He is a standard bureaucrat plus politician. Bureaucrat means he can be bribed, but politician means he has no bottom line."

Newt understood what Calvin meant.He rolled his eyes at Calvin: "You are like making a deal with a Norwegian ice wolf. When you are of no use to him, he will eat you with your bones and flesh."

"No," Calvin said firmly, "When I come out of that door, Cornelius Fudge will be begging me for the rest of his life."