HP's Wretched

"I thought you two were behind me." A gentle voice came from the door.

When Tonks saw the person coming, the expression on his face actually smiled brightly: "It was Sirius who left in such a hurry, I originally wanted to wait for you to come. By the way, Remus, how is the matter going?"

Lupine frowned slightly, somewhat disappointed on his face: "Not too good, I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic is coming for real this time. Now Fudge has united all the newspapers to put pressure on Dumbledore, so many things are inconvenient to handle." .”

"I thought Principal Dumbledore would ask you two to protect Harry, at least not that unreliable Mundungus Fletcher." Tonks said, tilting his head.

Sirius Black turned a page of the newspaper in his hand with extreme disgust, and he saw the news about himself being at large, and then continued: "That kid is a bit unreliable, but there is no way, as I am a fugitive now, I am a fugitive. There is no way to protect Harry, so I can only look at the goods here."

Flotte, who was sitting on the box in the distance, couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, and complained in her heart, what she said was as if it was embarrassing to look at the goods.

"No way, Kingsley is in the Ministry of Magic, and there are many things he can't do. I can only share part of it. Mundungus is unreliable, and it can only be like this until now. I hope the Ministry of Magic can be a little bit more Don't lay hands on a child in good conscience," said Lupine.

On a child?What do you mean, is it possible that the Ministry of Magic is going against Harry?Looks like she'll have to go to the Ministry of Magic to see Fudge before school starts, Flotte thought.

"Hmph, the current Ministry of Magic has no conscience, especially the old man Fudge. If I hadn't been caught in Azkaban, I would have voted against Fudge. I knew this bastard was not qualified to sit in this position. Come on." Sirius crumpled up the newspaper that slandered Dumbledore for no right to usurp the throne in disgust, and threw it into the trash can.

Lupine put his hands in his pockets. Although his expression was still somewhat disappointed, his tone was not as impatient as Sirius's: "I hope that when the Dark Lord takes action, Fudge can clearly see the seriousness of this situation."

"Believe me, even if the Dark Lord takes action, with Fudge's personality, he will still try to whitewash the peace. He has been sitting in the top chair of the Ministry of Magic these few years, and he has become more and more greedy." This sentence is sitting on the box Flott, who was still reading the newspaper, said.

The three of them obviously didn't expect that there was another person behind the box, and they were all taken aback.

"When were you here?" Sirius Black asked.

Flutter got up from the box, crumpled the "Daily Prophet" into a ball with the same distaste, and threw it into the trash can: "I was here before you scolded Fudge here. In fact, Fudge is here concentrating on talking to Dumbledore. It is also very good for Lido to fight the public opinion war.”

"Okay? That bastard is now eager to find evidence of the existence of the Order of the Phoenix, and then take us down." Sirius Black said angrily.

Flotte smiled coldly: "Okay, of course I don't mean your Order of the Phoenix, you are indeed going to be in bad luck, after all, Fudge is eager to wipe out all Dumbledore's forces, if you give him a chance, Hogwarts can change headmasters. I mean the good here."

"Professor, do you mean that Minister Fudge doesn't have the energy to investigate here now?" Tonks said.

"Yes, looking at Fudge's death-defying behavior, contacting the news agency to write articles, and bribing the group of upstarts who have long disliked Dumbledore, it's hell if he has the time to take care of this. Since he can meet In such a gap, why not just ship all the potions left in the French stockpile over here." Flotte said, "Anyway, someone is forced to look at the goods here, so it's hard work. Keep an eye on the transport, you have nothing else to do anyway."

Of course Sirius Black could tell that this person was referring to him, and he felt a little uncomfortable, he frowned and asked, "No, I'm here to check the goods, what are you doing?"

"Of course I have my own business." After putting down these words with a soft smile, Flotte didn't bother to explain any more, turned her head and left.

"I just said that there is no Slytherin who is not annoying." Sirius Black muttered in a low voice, but when he was about to wait for his friend Lupine to respond, he found that Lupine had already chased him out.

"Wait a minute." Lupine, who chased out of the warehouse, called to Flott.

Flotte turned her head to look at Lupine who stopped her.

"I'll give you the ledger." Lupine took out a small green book from his pocket, "I've read the ledger, and I've done the calculations, and you're not paying a small amount for this transaction, although I don't know Si and how did you plan, but is this fee really okay?"

"Don't worry, although there is no possibility of making money from this transaction, it is absolutely impossible to lose money, and I will not allow this possibility to exist." Flotte said confidently with the corners of her lips curled up, " You can take the bill first, or you can give it to Black, I may not be here recently because I have a big deal to do, so I will trouble you here."

Of course it’s a big deal. Flotte didn’t use it to make money when she first planned to help the Order of the Phoenix with inventory, but not making money doesn’t mean it’s not good. Flotte wanted to use this good opportunity to clean up some troubles. thing.Um?what?The answer is simple: stolen money.

Flott has no experience with business accounts since she was a child. After all, Buford did not pretend to let a hanging puppet like her have the possibility of inheriting the family property, so it has always been Flott's flaw that she can't read the accounts. With the help of Sibney, she was able to avoid too many losses on the books, but there are some things that she can't understand after all.

But after so many years, what is not always has to be learned. However, after learning to read the books, Flott discovered a huge secret. She finally understood why the Luster family wanted to marry a Buford no matter what. Even if Orion repented of her marriage and eloped with a Muggle back then, the Luster family pretended not to see such a big humiliation, and agreed to Old Buford's proposal to replace Orion with her little daughter. .Flott always thought that it was because the Luster family needed the upstart Buford family to earn money for them. However, after reading the books, Flott realized that what was needed was never earning money, but spend money.

The Luster family has a maritime smuggling business line that the Ministry of Magic can't detect, but no matter how much they earn from smuggling, it is just gray income. These black money cannot be stored by Gringotts, let alone spent in large quantities, so they must Finding a way to launder all that money looked more attractive than an upstart with Muggle sales outlets, which was why the Bufords were the only ones.

In the past, potions and medicinal materials were bought from various places with black money and handed over to the Buford family to make potions and secretly sell them to the Muggle community through channels, and then convert the spoils of Muggle coins into clean Galleons. The money laundering method of the Luster family is similar to that used by Flott now. The money that has not been laundered in Luster’s property is transported to France in exchange for potions and then funded to the Order of the Phoenix. The Order of the Phoenix can get the potion, and Flotte can also take the opportunity to launder the black money. It is a good plan to kill two birds with one stone, but all the dirty money has been invested, so how to get clean money out is the key step of the transaction.

She's gonna punch the money out of Fudge's mouth...

Originally, Flotte was not prepared to take the last step in such a hurry, but after so many years of setting up the line, she now found that it was unreliable, so she had to kill the chicken to get the egg.

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"I'm sorry to disturb you right now." Flotte said to Fudge who had just opened the office door, holding a bottle of red wine in her hand.

School is about to start, so this is Flott's last chance.

Fudge's expression didn't look like he was upset after being disturbed, but he was happy and happy, as if something good happened: "This is not an interruption. You wrote to me in advance, and I allowed you to come here."

"That's what I said, but when I came to the ministry, I found that everyone is very busy. It's really my fault to ask you to take time out of your busy schedule to see me." Flotte followed Fudge into the minister's living room, and sat down. Said on the sofa.

Fudge's eyes clearly noticed the bottle of red wine in Flott's hand: "Flott, you said in your letter that you have good news to tell me, what is it, and it makes me happy to tell it."

"It's not a big deal, but it's worth celebrating. Our batch of goods sold to Muggles has been sold, and the money has been transferred to your account. It's a lot of money."

Hearing this news, Fudge's originally small eyes were even more grinning: "Let me just say, good things come one after another."

Flotte originally wanted to open up the conversation and continue, but she didn't expect Fudge to say such a thing, so she could only answer: "Oh? Minister, do you still have good things here?"

Fudge smiled and waved his hands, and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that a disobedient person was caught, and he will be tried tomorrow."

unruly?Flott couldn't help but wondered who this person Fudge was talking about. Could it be related to the members of the Order of the Phoenix?

"Then what did this man do wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just using magic in the Muggle world." Fudge said calmly, "Okay, let's not talk about it, eh, Flotte, the wine you brought looks very good. "

"Isn't it fun to make money, so I brought a few bottles of wine here when I was transporting the medicine. I heard that you like to collect famous wines, so I brought them here for you to taste. I also thank you for your help." Fu Lotter smiled and put the wine in front of Fudge.

"Flot, you are too out of touch."

"It's really not an outsider. If I didn't cooperate with you, how could I earn such a sum of money? It's not all thanks to you. I have worked with Lucius Malfoy for so many years, and the business is not so good By the way." Flotte diverted the topic bit by bit, "Don't look at this Lucius Malfoy monopolizing the entire potion market, his vision is completely incomparable to yours."

Fudge seemed to enjoy the flattery so much that he never closed his mouth.

"However, when it comes to monopolizing the potion market, I have always thought that potion should be controlled by the Ministry of Magic." Flotte finally came to the topic of sowing discord, "Then when the Dark Lord was around, there was chaos and chaos. Yes, the Ministry of Magic doesn't care about these things, but at a time of prosperity and stability, I really think Malfoy has gone too far?"

Flotte deliberately emphasized the word prosperity and stability. Since you want to whitewash the peacefulness and pretend to be asleep, then I will continue to sing you a lullaby.

Fudge's smile seemed to froze on his face, he didn't quite understand why Flotte suddenly brought up such a topic: "Why did you bring up this matter all of a sudden?"

Sudden?Flotte didn't happen suddenly, she had planned for a long time. After all, the Ministry of Magic's intervention in the shares monopolizing the potion market must be a troublesome restraint for the Dark Lord who wants to control the resources of the war. What's more, at this time, if Fudge For the Order of the Phoenix, a slight diversion of attention would bring a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It also suddenly occurred to me. After all, it wasn't that recently... That Dumbledore said that the Dark Lord was back, and that caused panic. Many potions in the potion shop were sold out by the frightened crowd."

"Ridiculous!" Fudge, who was still smiling just now, turned dark all of a sudden, "How could the mysterious man come back? These people really listen to the wind and the rain."

"Oh, don't be angry. This happened some time ago. During this time, the Daily Prophet has also clarified that the people still believe in you, Minister." Flotte continued to hold Fudge in his arms and said, "But I still feel that, You have to keep the potion in your own hands, if someone wants to rebel one day, I'm afraid they will start with the potion, after all, this is directly related to hospitals like St. Mungo's."

Fudge's expression deepened, he raised his eyes to Flotte and said, "Then what do you mean?"

"I mean..."

Before Flotte could say anything, a knock on the door outside interrupted their conversation...