Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Hearing this, Mr. Leonard could only sigh, then turned to look at the two rookies behind him and warned them with a serious face.

"You two should go to the outside of Père Lachaise Cemetery immediately. Be sure to keep your distance and avoid Muggles approaching."

"If you encounter any disturbance during this process, report back to the French Ministry of Magic immediately."

"I will explore the situation inside alone, you guys go and prepare."

Hearing this, the two trainee Aurors nodded desperately as if they had been granted amnesty, then turned and left at an extremely fast speed.

These two guys even forgot their identities as wizards, and their legs were running so fast that afterimages were almost left.

On the other side, Mr. Leonard, who had sent the two men away, still seemed to be hoping for a lucky break and put his head against the door behind him.

I wanted to hear something different about the meeting, but unfortunately, another full minute passed before I could hear the voice coming from behind the door.

Still discussing how to surrender, resistance is impossible.

Even the price of surrender, the way these guys behind the door discussed it, was very strange.

Others discussed surrender, generally in the hope of making the price lower.

But this group of guys is completely different. One side wants to fully agree to all the requests of the other side.

The other party thinks that what the other party said is too conservative. Shouldn't they agree to something if the other party doesn't ask for it?

Hearing such inhuman words, Mr. Leonard felt a headache and then quickly used Apparition to leave the corridor.

Soon, with a burst of air, Mr. Leonard appeared in a shabby bar.

The environment here is dirty and run-down, with peeling paint on the walls and stains all over the floor.

The air was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of alcohol and tobacco.

The bar was filled with all kinds of characters, including short goblins, strange and ferocious magical animals, and the largest number of dark wizards.

They engage in various illegal transactions here, such as selling various dangerous potions, smuggling magical animals and goods, etc.

These people are the scum of the French magical world, and they are also the true face of the entire French magical world beneath the glamorous appearance.

In the corner of the bar, there is a small stage, surrounded by simple red cloth strips to form a small space.

Every night, there are some performers performing here, and the performances are basically vulgar.

Sometimes, there were even some Veela captured by wizards who came to perform, and the audience enjoyed it very much and took out their wallets to give them tips.

But just like the environment here, these guys are very stingy with their rewards, usually just some copper Knuts.

Occasionally, you can see silver sparkles on the dance floor.

Mr. Leonard, who was well-dressed, came to the railing at the edge of the dance floor under the gaze of countless people.

He took out a glittering gold Galleon from his pocket and threw it into the dance floor with a flick of his thumb.

When the golden coin fell to the ground, there was a crisp sound, and at the same time, there were curses and insults from all around.

The dark wizards who had been gathered around the railing to watch the performance dispersed reluctantly.

The scantily clad dancers on the stage stared at Mr. Leonard with seductive eyes, while the staff around them lowered the red curtains around them.

Prepare to let the distinguished guests enjoy VIP services. This is the rule of the stage. One gold galleon can enjoy half an hour of VIP service.

As the personal secretary to the French Minister of Magic, he is also the only international Auror in the French Ministry of Magic.

Mr. Leonard certainly didn't come here because he was possessed by Teddy, or because he was intoxicated by the scent of aphrodisiacs in the conference room.

He came here just to meet someone, instead of enjoying this cheap pornographic service.

After the last curtain fell, the beautiful dancer on the stage walked backstage with sexy steps.

After her figure disappeared, Mr. Leonard was the only one left in this makeshift enclosed space.

Or two people, without any trace or flow of air, Mr. Leon Wang appeared behind him.

Just like that, two international Aurors appeared in the den of thieves at the same time. If the bar owner saw this scene, he might faint from fright on the spot.

"I thought you would not come to me to report the situation until at least half an hour later. After all, it has been half a century."

"This is the first time that the surname Grindelwald has reappeared on the European continent. This will be the first step in a great journey and will have extraordinary historical significance."

"Even those cowardly bugs will inevitably feel a sense of mission because they are in the torrent of history."

"Their decision will determine the future of the entire magical world of Magic Country. It is foreseeable that there will be entanglements and disputes."

As soon as we met, Mr. Leon Wang seemed very excited, like an actor performing a drama in an opera house.

The body sways slowly with the generous words, and every movement is full of grace and power.

But Mr. Leonard on the other side just kept silent with a gloomy face, and even his eyes were a little evasive.

However, Mr. Leon Wang did not catch these signals. At this moment, he was still completely immersed in his own fantasy world.

As a senior saint and a staunch supporter of wizard unification in his nearly 40 years of life.

Ever since he was old enough to understand, he had been imagining today's scene all the time. He had rehearsed it tens of millions of times on the small stage in his mind.

A fierce collision of different ideas, a powerful historical torrent, noble honor and despicable betrayal.

All these factors mixed together will create a great epic drama.

And now the drama in his mind is finally about to begin in reality. How can he not be excited?

So he continued talking to himself.

"I think the scene must have been very intense. Although I doubt the courage of those people, there should have been a small group of people who wanted to resist."

"There are even some people who want to take tough measures and will definitely seek help from the Ministries of Magic of other countries."

"He even wants to take this opportunity to integrate the entire European magic world. This should be considered a Napoleon-style political performance."

"Of course there are still a small number of people who want to surrender. They should be hiding very deeply and may even want to contact us secretly."

"They are traitorous characters like the Joker, who often betray us at critical moments. Such people are just embellishments in great epics."

"After all, we must allow for a little imperfection in perfect things."

Listening to the various role arrangements given by his colleague, Mr. Leonard suddenly felt awkward, as if something was on his lips but he didn't know how to start.

He hesitated for a long time and wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't bear to interrupt the other party.

Until Mr. Leon Wang felt that he had been speaking a little impolitely, he stopped, turned to look at Mr. Leonard, and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I got a little excited. I forgot to ask you what your mission was here."

"ARREST GRINDELWALD!!"