I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 196 The spoiled plot

Orlando, who has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, could still express his gratitude calmly, but Hermione on the side was so excited that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. She was really happy for Orlando.Harry looked at him blankly, who is the youth representative of the Wizengamot?Why hasn't he heard of it?

"Little friend Orlando, I have a merciless request. I wonder if I should tell it or not?" Fudge smiled awkwardly. After all, he was asking for help from others, and his attitude should not be too tough.

"Speak, Mr. Fudge."

"Can you publicize it to the outside world by saying that you have discovered Peter Pettigrew's conspiracy this time and that the capture of Sirius Black was carried out with the instruction of the Ministry of Magic?"

Orlando knew what Fudge meant as soon as he rolled his eyes. He smiled. Someone would give him a pillow when he dozed off.

"Mr. Fudge, I wonder when Sirius Black's bounty will be paid to me?" Orlando asked in an unexpected reply, "I'm actually very talkative. Of course, if my hard work is in vain, it won't be easy."

Fudge's face turned dark. What is this, blackmail?Or coercion and inducement?He, the Minister of Magic, was threatened by a third-year student.

Fudge took two long breaths and tried to calm himself down. He forced out a smile and said: "Little friend Orlando, since Sirius Black is innocent, there is no way to ask for a bounty on him. After all, the Ministry of Magic originally prepared The Black family's property was used as collateral to repay the bounty, and now that Sirius, the only male member of the Black family, has been cleared, the money is no longer available."

"What about Peter Pettigrew? He is the culprit. Isn't there a bounty for catching him?" Orlando was unhappy. He wanted him to put in a good word for the Ministry of Magic just for a pretext. Is this bullying his young age? "Mr. Fudge, although my teacher Nico Flamel taught me to treat money as dirt. After all, in his opinion, you can have as many galleons as you want, but I still feel that the money I earn is better spent. "

Dumbledore's eyes twitched at the side. When did this kid become so philistine? He hurriedly said: "In view of Orlando's efforts in this capture incident, I decided to award him with a special contribution in the name of the school." Award, and an additional 2000 galleons as a bonus."

Fudge knew that this was Dumbledore urging him, stop bargaining with children, it was too humiliating and embarrassing.

"Let's do this. On behalf of the Ministry of Magic, I will give you a reward of 2000 Galleons in the name of assisting the Aurors in capturing the suspect. This is already the maximum authority within my scope of responsibility."

"Okay, then it's settled. I will split the money equally with Harry, Ron and Hermione, so you don't have to worry about them leaking it."

"That's great. I will arrange an interview tomorrow. I hope you can cooperate." Fudge shook hands with Orlando.

When Orlando and others came out of the principal's office, Harry couldn't wait to ask: "What about Sirius?"

"Of course, to restore his reputation, and then let the Ministry of Magic drop the charges and charges against him."

"Would the Ministry of Magic do this?"

"Of course it will. This requires us to cooperate with them in a play. Fudge will get the name and we will get the money. I think you won't mind, Harry?"

"As long as Sirius Black can regain his freedom, I don't care whether it's money or not." Harry was feeling mixed emotions now. He didn't know how to describe it well. He didn't have any relatives (not counting the Dally family) and he was particularly eager for family affection. Now suddenly there is a godfather who just fills this gap.

"Okay, believe me, if this works well, it will not only clear Black's reputation and give him a new life, but also allow us to make a small fortune. Ron will definitely be happy."

"But you captured Peter Pettigrew, and you controlled the werewolf. We didn't do anything at all, so why not share it equally?" Harry was a very particular person, and was always unwilling to take advantage of his friends.

"Without you and Ron luring Sirius Black out, he and Peter wouldn't have been able to catch him without help, so you should share it equally. Besides, I also have a special contribution award of 2000 Galleons from the school." Orlando patted Harry's hand. Shoulder, several people decided to go to the school hospital again to tell Ron the good news.

After Orlando and the others left, Fudge and Dumbledore talked behind closed doors for several hours, and seemed to have reached some kind of agreement. When Fudge left, he not only took Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black with him, but also arranged the decorations around Hogwarts. The dementors were also taken away.

The next day, many reporters from the media and newspapers came to the school. As the parties involved, Orlando and Harry were invited over. Ron really wanted to come, but unfortunately Madam Pomfrey did not agree and is still lying in the ward sulking.

Facing a group of people watching, Orlando began to regret a little, feeling that the appearance fee of 2000 Galleons was a bit low.This group of reporters, who were worried about the world being in chaos, used various language techniques to set up language traps for them to answer.

Fortunately, Orlando is someone who has seen big scenes. Whenever a question goes beyond the pre-set scope, he will answer with "no comment."This group of reporters was very angry, but they couldn't get angry directly, so a group of people gathered around Harry, trying to find a breakthrough from him.

Orlando was free, but Harry was in dire straits. Seeing that he was easy to talk to, the reporters became more and more demanding, and the questions they asked became more and more off-topic. Harry was tired of coping and kept winking to Orlando for help.

"Okay, okay, that's the end of today's press conference. If you are still unclear about anything, you can wait for the official statement from the Ministry of Magic. I think this may be what you want." Orlando said to Harry He was pulled out of the crowd, stopped in the middle and said loudly.As for the dissatisfaction of these reporters, he completely ignored it.

"Are you done?" Hermione, who was waiting outside, saw Orlando coming out and hurriedly stepped forward.

"It's over." Orlando shrugged, indicating that there was no problem.

"It's so scary, it's just... it's just like..." Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

"You want to say it's like a mad dog, don't you?" Orlando added.

"Yes, it's just a bunch of crazy dogs barking around you, but you can't do anything to them."

"Haha, it's good if reporters are used to this. If they can't dig out enough news highlights, why should they let others buy their newspapers? To put it bluntly, it's for profit. We are just tools in their eyes, so You can definitely be tougher, there is no need to be so nervous and scared.”

"What if they're talking nonsense in the newspapers?" Harry didn't entirely believe Orlando's theory.

"The more you say, the more you are wrong, and the less you say, the less you are wrong. If you don't believe me, read tomorrow's newspapers. I guarantee that what they write is very different from what you said." Orlando looked like this.

Sure enough, Harry ordered more than ten newspapers the next day. He wanted to verify that what Orlando said was wrong, but he was slapped in the face.

"How could they write like this? When did Harry get so coaxed by his father and his mother's enemies?" Hermione said, pointing to a paragraph in the "Wizard Morning News."

"And this. In order to hide the identity of Peter Pettigrew, Ron brought it to school despite everyone's objections. Fortunately, the Thunder Star Orlando saw through it. He used the trick to lure out the murderer and worked with the Ministry of Magic to resolve a ten-year injustice. This Is this just nonsense?" Hermione threw the newspaper in her hand on the table.

Harry flipped through a few pages but couldn't stand it anymore. He was furious. These newspapers were just making up nonsense. They wrote whatever they wanted and had no professional ethics at all.

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