Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

Regarding the question about the core of the wand, Travis gave up on continuing to study and was ready to wait for an answer from Ollivander, a professional.

Afterwards, Travis and Dumbledore chatted for a while. After being reminded by Travis, he realized the impact that massive galleons might have on the wizarding world. Dumbledore made a three-part agreement with Travis to ask Travis not to mess up. When spending money, every large purchase must be reported.

Travis readily agreed. After all, the money was provided by Dumbledore, and Travis had no intention of spending it secretly.

Travis has no connections and no social status. Where can he buy those good things that are controlled?

Those who are controlled are the real good things!

"Principal Dumbledore, I plan to build a house in the wasteland next to my castle, and I want to apply protective magic such as Muggle expulsion spells around the house. Do you think it's okay?" Travis asked.

"Although you are a little younger, you are a wizard after all, and it is your freedom to build a house." Dumbledore said.

"Do I need to report to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Theoretically necessary."

"Then let's go."

"Where?"

"Ministry of Magic! Report!"

Dumbledore: ? ? ?

When did you become so law-abiding?

For some reason, Dumbledore felt something was wrong when looking at Travis who was so positive, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"I heard that you know the Minister of Magic. I wonder if you can take me directly to see the Minister of Magic? I don't know how to build a house. I just want to ask Mr. Minister of Magic if I can hire someone from the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore suddenly understood, and after thinking for a moment, he agreed.

After Dumbledore finished his ice cream, the two left together for the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore was so proud that he came to the Ministry of Magic and said he wanted to see the Minister of Magic, and was immediately taken to Fudge's office.

"Oh, my dear old friend, how come you have time to see me?"

As soon as Fudge saw Dumbledore, he greeted him very enthusiastically, with a hint of exaggeration in his enthusiasm.

"I need your help with something."

Dumbledore nodded slightly as a greeting.

"This little guy wants to build a house of his own, so he comes to you to report... By the way, he wants to hire some construction workers from you... You can talk about it yourself."

Fudge was stunned for a moment, thinking that I, the Minister of Magic, still care about such things?And when did I become a contractor?

"Oh, then this..."

"Travis, Travis Clyde, nice to meet you, Mr. Secretary."

Travis extended his hand to shake Fudge's hand as he introduced himself.

Over there, Dumbledore took another two steps away to admire the decoration of Fudge's office, not knowing what to admire.

"Okay, Mr. Clyde." Fudge glanced at Dumbledore quietly: "You want to build a house, right? I can promise you... But I'm afraid you have to find the workers yourself. There are no buildings in the Ministry of Magic. Workers are available for hire.”

Travis smiled slightly and motioned for Fudge to sit down and talk.

"Mr. Minister, the address where I want to build a house is somewhat special. It is right next to my current home... By the way, I am a Muggle-born wizard."

Fudge couldn't help but frown: "Is that so... it's really not easy to deal with Muggles involved."

"That piece of land is now a wasteland, but it was bought by the elders of my family a long time ago. Mr. Minister can rest assured about this."

Fudge nodded: "That would be easier to handle."

"But after all, it is my home next to it, and there are many Muggle servants in my home. We must not let them know when we build the house."

Fudge: "That's for sure."

"So I thought it would be better to just ask the Ministry of Magic to help me build a house. After all, the Ministry of Magic is specialized in dealing with matters related to Muggles... Isn't the Department of Muggle Affairs of the Ministry of Magic specialized in doing this?"

As he spoke, Travis took out a bag that looked like a kit and put it in front of Fudge.

"Here's ten thousand galleons, which is considered a reward...it also includes the cost of building materials."

Gudong~

Fudge swallowed and immediately looked at Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was still admiring the decoration without any change in his expression.

Looking back, Fudge looked at Travis and then at the pocket in front of him, his mind racing - was this Dumbledore setting him up?

Thinking of this possibility, Fudge suddenly became serious and wanted to refuse directly, but at this moment, Travis took out another bag, a larger bag.

"By the way, Mr. Minister, I just forgot to mention that my piece of wasteland is a bit big, and I haven't determined the final size of the house yet."

"Now that I think about it...the bigger the better!"

With that said, Travis pushed his pocket in front of Fudge again.

"It's the same ten thousand galleons here."

After speaking, Travis looked at Fudge with a smile, waiting for Fudge's reply.

Looking at the obviously one size larger pocket, Fudge seemed to realize something, and his breathing quickened instantly.

"Are you worried that the amount of money I gave you is wrong?"

"I count the money here one by one. There is a possibility that the amount is wrong... If you are worried, you can check it and I will make up for the missing amount."

Fudge came back to his senses and nodded, but instead of checking the money in his pocket, he kept glancing at Dumbledore.

However, Dumbledore ignored what was going on outside the window and concentrated on admiring the decoration, leaving only his back.

This made Fudge think again.

After a while, Fudge suddenly stood up.

"Your affairs are indeed under the control of the Department of Muggle Affairs. For Dumbledore's sake, I can make the decision and ask people from the Department of Muggle Affairs to help you build a house...including the purchase of raw materials."

"As for money..."

"You were brought by Dumbledore, so there is no need to check. I believe Dumbledore."

Speaking of this, Fudge suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone became much more relaxed.

"My dear old friend, please don't cheat me... I don't have that much money to compensate Mr. Clyde."

Dumbledore immediately rolled his eyes: "Then why don't you just check it out?"

Fudge stiffened, then laughed, walked over to Dumbledore and patted Dumbledore on the shoulder.

"After so many years of our friendship, of course I believe you!"

After saying that, before Dumbledore could say anything else, Fudge made the final decision.

"That's it for now. I will inform the Director of the Department of Muggle Affairs to take someone to conduct an on-site inspection and let them evaluate how the house should be built and how big it can be. I will write to Mr. Clyde at that time. .”

Travis nodded and then gave his home address.

"In that case, let's go first." Dumbledore said after the two of them confirmed the address.

"Wait a minute, Principal Dumbledore, I have something else I want to discuss with Mr. Minister." Travis said suddenly.

Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart.

Fudge was also a little surprised: "Is there anything else? Mr. Clyde?"

"A major event that can affect the future development of the entire magical world!"