Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

As they got closer to the conference room, some noisy voices began to echo in the corridor, the loudest of which was of course Cornelius Fudge's.

"Can you come up with a solution? Not to mention the British wizarding world, even the Ministry of Magic has not been able to pay salaries for three consecutive months."

"There are probably less than 100 people in the entire Ministry of Magic, including us. The situation cannot continue to deteriorate like this."

"We must come up with a plan today, otherwise no one can leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, another familiar voice roared, and Lucius recognized it as the voice of old Barty Crouch.

I only heard a cold snort from the other party, followed by an impolite scolding.

"This is not because of you. When the crisis just happened, I told you why this happened."

"It's all because of Lucius's group of greedy pure-blood nobles colluding with that blond devil."

"I took advantage of your ignorance and weakness to defraud the entire British wizarding world of all their money. That's why I was in such a difficult situation before."

"We also asked the Ministry of Magic to allocate funds to arm our Auror forces so that we can directly lead them to surround the castles of those nobles at times like this."

"We must force them to return all of these unjust incomes. Only in this way can we save the British wizarding world."

"But you kept saying bullshit about putting the overall situation first. Now the situation has become out of control."

"The Auror team that I worked so hard to build has started to lose its members because of the inability to pay their salaries."

"Barty Crouch, watch the way you talk." Cornelius Fudge in the conference room was so angry that his face turned purple.

He completely lost his composure and elegance, and stood up and pointed his finger at the other person in front of everyone, just as he was about to continue speaking.

The door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and Lucius Malfoy walked in slowly.

When he came to the conference room, he first glanced at everyone present, and then focused his attention on the two protagonists.

In fact, he didn't want to come in so soon. Listening to their quarrel outside might not be a bad thing.

As soon as he heard the other party bring the topic up to himself, he had to come in early to avoid the situation getting out of control.

After he came in, the two protagonists who had just quarreled immediately showed two completely different attitudes.

There was no need to say much about old Barty Crouch. The damn old guy just glared at him fiercely, turned his head away and stopped talking.

On the other hand, Cornelius Fudge had a completely different look on his face. He forced out an ugly smile.

I couldn't help but run up to him and said in a flattering tone.

"Mr. Malfoy, we have been waiting for you. Please take a seat as soon as possible. Thank you for your hard work along the way."

As he said this, the idiot was about to hold his hand, but Lucius dodged the other's outstretched right hand with a nimble move.

The only things that were impressive were the two empty seats next to the chief.

"You lead the way. I am just an ordinary wizard. How can I be welcomed by the Minister of Magic in person?"

After saying this, he stood still, watching with interest the constantly changing expressions on Cornelius Fudge's face.

The awkward silence lasted for about a minute, and finally Cornelius Fudge compromised first. After all, the situation was stronger than the man.

He even had to ask others for a loan, so the Minister of Magic actually walked in front of them like a waiter, leading the way.

Except for the first position, not a single face was left behind.

He even had to wait until the other person sat down before he slowly sat down in his seat, then scanned the entire audience with a helpless look.

The purpose of his doing this, of course, is to hope that someone will stand up and speak for him and say those unpleasant words.

All he got in return was silence and a look of disdain from old Barty Crouch.

Cornelius Fudge, who felt like he had embarrassed himself at his grandmother's house, couldn't help but begin to miss Umbridge, who was punished by him to clean the toilet.

Although that woman was bad and ambitious, she was loyal to him and willing to take the blame for him.

Unlike the guys nowadays, they are either useless or quarrel with me all day long and make me unhappy.

But no matter how much he regretted it, he had to do it, so after hesitating for a long time, he said in a flattering voice.

"Mr. Malfoy, I invited you here today because I want to discuss the current crisis in the British wizarding world."

"You also know that the current situation is very serious. If nothing is done, the history of the entire British wizarding world may end here."

“So we hope….”

Lucius interrupted him with his hand, took out a small purse from his pocket and placed it in front of the other person.

Then he said with the same bright smile.

"No need to ask, Minister. As a member of the British wizarding community, I certainly know what a difficult time my hometown is facing right now."

"Of course I have an obligation to save it, so I will donate 100 gold Galleons to the Ministry of Magic on my own behalf. The transaction will be completed now."

“I’ll leave the money here.”

These words made Cornelius Fudge feel like he was on a roller coaster ride, and the bright smile that had just appeared on his face completely froze.

Looking at the small purse in front of him, he looked extremely helpless and funny.

The other high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic also looked unhappy. They certainly knew the purpose of today's meeting, and they also knew that the other party would not easily pay the money.

But in their contingency plan, even if the other party is unwilling to return all the money they earned, they should at least show some appreciation.

Even if they took out 10%, it would still be a considerable amount, at least enough to support the British Ministry of Magic for a while.

As long as the salaries of the Ministry of Magic employees can be paid, these guys don't care about anything else.

There is only one thing they fear, and that is losing the power in their hands. As for the many ordinary wizards in the British wizarding world.

They have no ability to save, and have never thought about saving.

But now the other party is only willing to pay such a small amount of money. This can no longer be called stingy, it can be regarded as a humiliation.

This kind of humiliation was totally unacceptable, and the first person to get angry was naturally Barty Crouch Sr.

He jumped up from his seat and stared at Lucius with eyes wide open.

"What do you mean? Did you come here today just to insult us? I didn't tell you to spit out everything you ate."

"I've already given you face. What do you want?"