Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

They all turned their heads to look at Mr. Raymond, looked at him, and then turned back to look at the parchment.

Their movements are so uniform, just like the chickens in a farm preparing to eat feed.

Mr. Raymond was extremely embarrassed by the actions of this group of people. He turned his head away with a twitching face and spoke stiffly.

"That's just for the greater good. The French Ministry of Magic has a huge financial deficit every year."

"If we don't think about increasing income and reducing expenditure, how can we continue to live like this? We can only make those Aurors suffer, and I will bear the blame."

Oh my goodness, seeing that this old guy still refuses to admit it even with the evidence right in his face, Mr. Leroy is not going to indulge him.

Moreover, as a politician who has climbed to the position of Financial Secretary, even on weekdays, he looks silly and like a clown.

But this does not mean that he is really a fool. He has never lacked the political acumen that a politician should have.

After a few seconds of brief thinking, combined with his leader's exaggerated actions, he quickly figured out why the other party was so angry.

At the same time, he became more aware of how big this blame was and that he couldn't bear it no matter what.

So he retorted with a serious face.

"No, sir, if it is really to tighten fiscal spending and reduce the annual fiscal deficit."

"Then why did you spend a lot of money to increase subsidies for Muggle wizards in the same year?"

"Including study subsidies, employment subsidies, and unemployment subsidies, the magnitude of the subsidies far exceeds the fiscal savings you have."

"It allows a Muggle wizard who can't find a job in the wizarding world to live a very good life relying on subsidies."

“And according to the fiscal report of the same year, the fiscal deficit for that year showed no downward trend.”

"Instead, it increased by 50%. Is this what they call increasing revenue and reducing expenditure?"

In fact, Mr. Leroy's remarks are problematic, as he concealed a very important detail.

That is the 50% increase in the fiscal deficit, half of which was used to improve the salaries of Ministry of Magic employees.

The average salary of ordinary employees increased by about 5% per week, that of ordinary managers increased by 10%, and that of senior managers increased by 15%.

For department heads like them, the average salary increase was more than 47%.

The reason why he deliberately concealed this detail was of course to win over the other people present. After all, he would definitely not be able to defeat the Minister of Magic on his own.

This was actually a very fatal detail, but Mr. Raymond had no words to express his grievances. His face looked grim, but he tried to speak several times but couldn't utter a word.

The reason was very simple, that was his reason was more difficult to express, which was to cut the benefits and expenditures of the entire Auror force.

His purpose was certainly not because he was kind-hearted and wanted to improve the treatment of Muggle wizards who couldn't find jobs.

Or let these people who are already highly paid get even higher salaries.

The fundamental purpose of everything a politician does is always politics, and he does it just to win votes.

This will ensure his victory in the election. As for the safety of the French magical community, as long as nothing goes wrong during his term of office.

Let him be, to use an official jargon.

It means "we always believe in the wisdom of future generations", and after I die, let the flood flood the world.

Now all of this has become evidence to attack him, leaving him speechless and unable to say anything.

But even so, Mr. Leroy still felt that it was not safe enough. He now knew very well how big this pot was.

It must be firmly pinned on Mr. Raymond in front of him.

So he waved his wand lightly, and another piece of parchment floated in front of everyone, pretending to be aggrieved, and accused.

"Of course, what we just said does not fully explain the situation. Adjustments to fiscal measures are all approved by the plenary meeting of the Financial Secretary."

"And it was passed by the entire meeting of the Ministry of Magic's top leaders. If you insist on looking for the reasons from these aspects, then I think everyone here will definitely be implicated."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the other senior officials who had been taking sides immediately turned ugly. These useless people, although they usually do nothing but play with women and make money.

Basically, he has no other talents or abilities, but to have made it to this point, his political acumen and ability to select and take sides are undoubtedly top-notch.

They were very keenly aware of the deeper meaning behind the other party's words, which was a naked political threat.

The situation is now like this, and we might all be in trouble, even if Grindelwald accepts our surrender and doesn't kill us.

If the International Confederation of Wizards finds out, we will all be dead. Otherwise, we should all stay united and stay in the same boat.

Or simply push the only unstable factor overboard. As for who that unstable factor is, that is naturally self-evident.

The eyes of all the senior officials were once again focused on Mr. Raymond, who was pinned to the ground by everyone, and some fierce light was flashing in their eyes.

At this moment, Mr. Leroy made a 180-degree turn to his previous words and spoke in a high-pitched voice.

"but!!"

"There is one thing you have to admit, sir. It is the result of your willful behavior."

"That is the open attitude towards the French Muggle world. You bypassed the high-level meetings and issued orders as a minister."

"Allow wizards in the French magical community to freely enter and exit the Muggle world within a certain period of time, and even purchase and use those Muggle products."

"They also include some books on philosophy and politics that were previously banned. This was the order you gave to the Political Execution Department at the time."

"It no longer has your autograph on it, and it also has the seal of the French Minister of Magic. You can't deny that."

"I c" Mr. Raymond couldn't help but swear again, looking at everyone present with despair on his face.

Of course he understood that these guys had now discovered the seriousness of the matter, and that the entire top brass of the Ministry of Magic were in collusion.

He led the wizarding world of an entire country to surrender directly to Grindelwald without any resistance.

This will never be accepted by the European magic community. Everyone present will be held accountable in the future.

I had never figured out why these guys kept jumping up and down and asking for surrender.

It turned out that a scapegoat had been found long ago. Now if this scapegoat wanted to jump off the ship midway, he would inevitably be retaliated by everyone on the ship.

These guys are determined to make me the scapegoat. Unless a miracle happens, there is no way I can escape.

As for making excuses, there is even less need for that. After all, the reason why he pushed this order forward was because of these guys present.

They had been traveling to the Muggle world for pleasure and sex for a long time, and had done many things that violated the confidentiality law. In order to strengthen management, I implemented this order.

I can't always say it myself.

"This order is to manage the time you spend cheating with your mistresses, as well as the many Ministry of Magic employees who go out and have affairs."

If I utter this sentence, I will be killed on the spot by these people without even waiting for the law enforcement officers of the International Confederation of Wizards.

What's more, he is not very clean either, so he should preserve some good reputation for himself before he dies.

But just when Mr. Raymond felt deeply desperate and was ready to give up resistance.

The door of the conference room, which had been tightly closed, was pushed open from the outside with such force that Mr. Leroy, who was leaning against the door, was knocked out.

Like a thrown curling stone, it flew smoothly to the bottom of the conference table.

"Something bad has happened, sirs, I..."

"What kind of look are you guys wearing?"