Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

In the airtight little drawing room sat a wizard, a goblin and a Muggle.

Andre turned his head from time to time to check whether the curtains were drawn. He did not want to be photographed by a reporter from a newspaper in broad daylight in the same room with such a strange creature as a goblin. This would ruin his reputation, especially as there were more and more negative news about the Muggle Prime Minister. As a very promising candidate for the next Prime Minister, what he needed now was more positive exposure.

Draco lowered his head and shook the amber liquid and ice in the glass, pretending not to care about the lie detector that the goblin was about to stuff into his mouth, and tried to maintain his demeanor. Originally, he was supposed to accompany Harry to watch the origami magic show, but Andre informed him that he had to meet with the goblin.

"Thief! Shameful thief! These dirty tricks again!" The goblin stared at Draco with his dark, slanted eyes, pacing in the living room. "All the gem materials and blueprints we had in the underwater dungeon are gone. I think you need to give an explanation."

"I don't see how this has anything to do with me." Draco expected the goblin's conversation to be unkind, but he knew nothing about the theft the goblin had mentioned. "You mean I'm responsible for this?"

"Besides the goblin, the only wizards present that day were you and Harry Potter. I don't think the dragon ate the gems before escaping." The goblin said resentfully and sarcastically. "Some of the gems are very precious."

Draco pulled the Lie Detector to his lips and said word for word to prove his innocence: "I didn't steal the goblin's gems or anything else."

Sure enough, the lie detector didn't respond at all.

"That means Harry Potter stole everything!" The goblin pointed at Draco with his ugly long nails. "You said you were his mortal enemy and would punish him accordingly, but where is he now?"

"If your dragon hadn't escaped and attracted so much attention, I could have locked him up in the dungeon of Malfoy Manor and taught him a lesson, but Aurors and a large number of reporters were near the scene of the incident, and I couldn't conceal the fact that I had illegally detained him—"

Draco pretended to be helpless. "If you want to blame someone, blame your dungeon security measures. Taking Harry Potter away in such a place where so many dragons have escaped is too conspicuous. I can't risk going to Azkaban to teach my mortal enemy a lesson."

"So, where is Harry Potter now?" The goblin slapped his long dark hand on the table.

"The Minister of Magic said in the Daily Prophet that he was on vacation." Draco began to use the art of beating around the bush to the lie detector again. "But why did he steal your gems?"

"Witches are born thieves and liars and should never be trusted."

"Could it be that..." Draco wanted to say that it was the reporter or Auror who went to investigate later who took the gem.

But Lancelot's No. 16 ring suddenly appeared in his mind. He remembered the goods that Lancelot sold in the Night Watch black market, those raw materials that seemed to be of high quality, some of which did not seem to be something that could be found in ancient tombs.

After being soaked by the goblin anti-thief spray that day on the seabed, Draco never paid attention to Lancelot's movements again, but he undoubtedly went into the dungeon with him - Draco was so focused on avoiding the alarm of the lie detector and saving Harry that he didn't see where Lancelot was later.

But considering all the signs, he already had the answer in his mind.

"What could it be?" The goblin didn't hear the second half of his sentence. "You need to let the wizards issue a theft warrant for Harry Potter. Although the goblin's private taming of a dragon is not in line with the previous agreement between wizards and goblins, one thing is one thing!"

"Without solid evidence, the Ministry of Magic probably can't issue a warrant." Draco pretended to answer the goblin's question seriously, "But if conditions permit, I will definitely drag Harry Potter to my basement and teach him a lesson."

"Yes, this is the most important thing now." The goblin clenched his fists. "Shameful thief."

"I thought your most important business was negotiating wand rights with wizards," Draco said, trying to change the subject.

"That is of course more important, but wizards will never agree to it. For centuries, all proposals and demands made by goblins have been rejected by wizards. But we have collected evidence of the crimes you have committed against Muggles over the centuries, so wait for your scandal to be exposed." The goblin showed a twisted smile. "We don't want to compromise anymore."

"There will be an election for the Minister of Magic in the near future. Since Kingsley is the Minister of Magic appointed temporarily during the war, he needs to go through the formal election process again."

Draco tried to persuade the goblins to delay their actions, and was determined to destroy all evidence of the wizards' crimes before then. "There may be new changes after the election, you can wait and see, there is no need to act so hastily."

"Since the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy in 1692, no one really wants to expose the magical world to Muggles. It's a very dangerous idea, and goblins don't necessarily benefit from such an event." Draco tried to sound sincere.

"The Minister of Magic is going to be re-elected?" The goblin seemed very interested after hearing this, and Andre, who was sitting on the other side without saying anything, also straightened up.

"Yes, wartime appointments need to go through the election process again. Kingsley has been acting minister for long enough, and he needs to be changed from wartime to official minister in the official process." Draco explained. "Because the post-war reconstruction time is longer than expected."

"So there's a possibility that the minister will be replaced?" The goblin narrowed his eyes.

Draco hadn't expected the goblin to focus on this.

"That's the theory, but Kingsley did a great job, so--" Draco was interrupted.

"Then do you or your father have a chance as well?" the fairy asked.

"Who?" Draco thought he had heard wrongly and his movements froze.

When Andre heard what they were talking about, he walked forward and stood beside them. His willingness to help the goblins was not as strong as before, because the position of the current Muggle Prime Minister was already in jeopardy.

"I'm talking about elections. If you or your father succeed, you can help the goblins fight for their rights - in return, we will give you considerable rewards and cooperation." The goblin touched his chin, obviously thinking seriously about whether this plan had a higher success rate or directly confronting the wizard.

"As far as I know, the Malfoy family is very prestigious among pure-blood families, and also has a certain influence in the Ministry of Magic - as well as investments and connections in various fields." The goblin stared at Draco, obviously weighing the importance of this plan.

"If you succeed, and I succeed in becoming the new Muggle Prime Minister, we can continue to cooperate, and the portrait hanging in the office will become you." Andre was obviously also attracted by the goblin's crazy idea.

"That's not—" Draco opened his mouth.

The goblin seemed to see that Draco was about to say no, "Not every war has lucky people who can protect themselves. We are ready to fight to the death. Do you want to consider this small alternative plan for peace?"

"If you have the confidence to erase the memories of hundreds of millions of Muggles." Andre added, "There will be some unavoidable bloodshed and sacrifice. As far as I know, many wizards died in the last war."

"Are you threatening me?" Draco controlled his facial expression, clenched the glass that had become wet due to the melted ice, and calmly glanced at the two lunatics in front of him.

A crazy old Muggle guy.

A goblin, shorty, lunatic.