HP's Platinum Temptation

"First of all, it is impossible for us to let wizards replace those miners. This is absolutely impossible. No wizard would be willing to work for Muggles." Clarence said, picking up the old Rister's voice: "Secondly, It is also impossible for us to help you solve the psychological problem of miners not wanting to work, which is beyond the scope of what magic should do. Third, I believe you must have reserved resources in advance. Fourth, there is no such thing as magic in our current magic industry. There is no coal mining, so we can't get the resources you need. We are just wizards, not gods, and it is impossible to create something out of nothing. So the help you want cannot be directly realized. And thanks to your temporary appearance, the resources that could have been obtained, I guess it's completely out of play."

Mrs. Thatcher was about to say something, but Clarence stopped her with a wave of her hand: "I haven't finished. It's not that we don't want to help. I can only offer you two options. One, you can find your own way in terms of coal, We provide assistance in other fields. Second, we can help you obtain foreign resources through the channels of wizards, but there is no [-]% guarantee. You can only choose one of the two."

Mrs. Thatcher frowned, raised her right hand, and swung it left and right a few times.I opened my mouth to speak several times, but I didn’t make a sound, and finally said: "I have provided enough support for your development, whether it is a department or a venue..."

"We have also provided you with support for the new plan, assumed the initial risk, cleared the crisis, etc. In this respect, we have always been equal and reciprocal." Clarence's tone slowed down a little: "I I always feel that you are treating us with the mentality of treating wizards as another species. In fact, wizards have always existed. To some extent, they are just people with different views on the world. We cannot reach complete agreement. It will always exist, it just depends on how the result of the contradiction will be different."

"Then, all right." Mrs. Thatcher withdrew her right hand, probably knowing that she would not make any more progress today, so she simply said goodbye and left: "I choose the first option. The rest of the details will be discussed later. I will contact Terrence again later, and I will go back now."

Mrs. Thatcher came suddenly and left quickly.

"Okay, shouldn't it be time for us to do our own thing?" Old Rist broke the silence dryly when he realized that the awkward atmosphere when he first entered the lounge had enveloped the whole room again.

"Just now you wanted to say that you understood, what do you mean?" Duke Rezlan suddenly asked, "I want to know."

"Uh, this, I'm just guessing." Old Rist hesitated for a moment and looked at Clarence, but the latter kept his head down and didn't respond to him.So he went on: "If Clarence knew from the beginning that Mrs Thatcher was going to talk about the miners' strike, then, as he said, the immediate solution was to find Mrs Thatcher a Coal enough to deal with the situation. But we don't have it, so we have to find a way to get it from others."

"What does that have to do with tonight's dinner? Isn't our dinner tonight about fighting for the cooperation of the Pure Blood Alliance?" Terrence interjected.

"Of course it matters, if I remember correctly." Old Rist looked at the four people staring at him, then at Clarence who still didn't look at him, and sighed: "Like mines Resources, if there are any wizards who have them, they may only be those pure-blood families whose inheritance has not declined for many years."

"Such as the Malfoy family?" Terrence looked at Old Rist in shock, and then stared back at Clarence: "Which resources do you mean that are out of play?"

"Yes, it is unfortunate to tell you that the Malfoy family owns a coal mine. And he estimates that there is a probability of more than 90.00% that he will reject our proposal tonight." Clarence looked up, leaned back in his seat, and put his hands together Arms folded.

"So you want to accompany Malfoy yourself because of this? We misunderstood you? Then why don't you explain?" Terrence asked eagerly.It would be a real loss if everything went wrong because of their misunderstanding.Therefore, the Duke of Rezlan's attention was cast on Clarence.

"You went to accompany Malfoy today?" Old Rist's reaction was even bigger: "How come? As Clarence? He will accept it? I haven't heard of it!"

"Clay has been communicating with Draco Malfoy for the past year. The relationship was established when we met at the clothing store last year. And it seems that he has been writing to Lucius Malfoy, but the other party has not responded." Tyronn Si looked at Clarence, who was unresponsive again, and said helplessly.

"One year!" Old Rist opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and hesitated a few times: "What can you tell him?"

"Clay, did my father and I misunderstand your intention?" Terrence also asked eagerly: "Can you make up for it tonight?"

"It's nothing, I just keep writing to him and telling him that I like him." Clarence stood up suddenly, without any expression on his face: "You don't misunderstand, that's what I meant, the coal thing is just incidental."

"Like...like?" Old Rist was surprised this time and completely changed his expression: "Do you mean little Malfoy?"

"Lucius Malfoy. I'm going to pursue him." After Clarence finished speaking, he walked towards the door and opened the door of the lounge under everyone's surprised eyes. Then he suddenly turned around and looked at the room seriously. Everyone in the room: "And you can't stop me. This is my own choice."

"Where are you going, Clay, the dinner party will start soon." Terrence asked hastily.

"The outcome of the dinner party is already predictable, and there was no need for me to show up. I'm going back to live in Hogsmeade, and I won't be going home before the summer vacation. I'll ask Link to deliver my luggage there. That's it." Clarke After Lance finished speaking, he closed the door with a bang.

"He...was the two of you really arguing before we came in? What happened?" Old Rist asked Terrence.

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When Yvette returned to Poplar Cottage in Hogsmeade after dinner, she was surprised to find Clarence in the living room.Ever since Clarence bought the cottage, until now, only Yvette lived and worked here.Clarence's bedroom was always cleaned by house-elves, but it was his first visit.

"How was the dinner tonight?" Clarence asked when Yvette walked into the living room. "I guess the Purebloods left early?"

"Yes, not long after the dinner began, Malfoy left first, and then other families followed. In the end, only the members of the Violet Alliance remained." Evie nodded, answering mechanically, eyes glued together Sitting on the sofa in the living room was the underage wizard who was reading a book with his head down.

"Unexpectedly." Clarence nodded, then closed the book and stood up, and found that Yvette was still looking at him: "What's wrong, you keep looking at me?"

"Not used to it." Yvette replied honestly.

"Not quite used to me coming to live?"

"No, I'm not used to your appearance." Yvette replied: "You mainly contact me through owls and water mirrors. It's rare that you are so alone face to face with a real person and you haven't taken any aging medicine yet."

"Haha, then I guess you will get used to it soon." Clarence shrugged indifferently: "I don't think I will live here too little in the future."

"I heard from Mr. Lister that you and Mr. Terrence had a quarrel. But if it was just a quarrel, it should be closed soon. Why do you sound like you are going to move out?" Yvette asked curiously. Clarence upstairs.

"Don't you welcome me to disturb your solitary life?" Clarence asked with a smile.

"Of course not, this is your house. I'm very grateful for letting me borrow it all the time, why do you still feel disturbed. I just feel like nothing major has happened, but you are very cautious." Yvette shook her head quickly .

"It's not entirely because of the quarrel. If it's just a quarrel, the time until the summer vacation is enough to solve the problem. It's just the time after that. To solve the pure-blood alliance, I need to start using the identity of 'Mr. Winter' frequently. Then of course I can't go back to Lambert Manor often, it will cause suspicion. For the time being, I don't plan to let other people know my identity." Clarence thought for a while, and added: "In addition, we may There will be more activities that need to use the hut here. So I will find someone to strengthen and decorate the house during this period, and you may not be so clean by then."

"Why does the issue of the Pure Blood Alliance need 'Mr. Winter' to solve it? Aren't you just a consultant?"

"Our alliance should have a meeting tonight. What is the result of their discussion, and how do they plan to solve the pure-blood alliance?" Clarence did not answer the question, but asked another question.

"Well, they said that at present, our Violet Alliance has succeeded for the most part. The struggle with the Pureblood Alliance will be a continuous problem, and we can only take it slowly. Because the Malfoy family is now the most dominant in the Pureblood Alliance. It is also one of the most conservative families, and it is difficult to break through. Mr. Hall suggested starting with other members of the Pure Blood Alliance and splitting up one by one." Yvette replied familiarly: "I have made meeting minutes .”

"And what do you think?" Clarence asked again.

"Me? I don't know if other families can be persuaded, but at least the Malfoy family is hard to shake. You didn't see Mr. Malfoy's performance at the dinner party. When His Excellency the Duke was talking to him, he seemed Very disdainful. But I didn’t understand the hidden meaning in his words, but Mr. Lister said he had other meanings.” Yvette lowered her head and thought for a while, then shook her head again: “Everyone thinks this question Not urgent."

"This issue is not only urgent, but the breakthrough lies in the Malfoy family. Don't underestimate the peace of these old families, it is not a good thing." Clarence chuckled a few times, waved his hands and turned to go upstairs: "You don't have to worry, I'll take care of it. Good night!"

The author has something to say: Today, Yuanyuan accidentally got a minion doll, which looks quite similar, and I really like it~~!

I kept hugging and playing while coding, ~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la