Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 238 Repay the money!

It's normal to make friends.

But it's not normal to put it on Legnac.

That goblin has a very twisted personality, unless he is willing to carry the banner of "resisting humans and restoring goblins" with him, let alone becoming friends with him, even talking a few more words is impossible.

"Goblin?" Harry asked.

Hawk shook his head: "No, no, no, they are tall, about five or six feet long, and I mean tall."

"Human?" Harry looked surprised.

Hawke nodded: "It should be human, of course it may be Veela"

"Goblins don't fall in love with Veela," Harry whispered softly, "Are you sure it's really five or six feet tall?"

Hawke's face flushed red: "Mr. Potter, our stature is smaller than that of humans, but it is by no means that we have no perception of length. We are goblins, and goblins are most sensitive to these things. When we open our eyes , you can see how long and heavy something is, and you will never make a mistake!"

"Human beings." Emmeline frowned and sighed, "This reminds me of something bad."

"Death Eaters." Sirius started thinking, "Could it be the Death Eaters who are in contact with it?"

Harry and Lupine didn't speak.

But the faces of both of them were heavy, obviously, this time they had the same views as Sirius.

"What are you kidding?" the voice of the wizard from the Ministry of Magic panicked, "Death Eaters? There are no Death Eaters, you still want to play."

Harry interrupted him and turned his head to look: "We didn't want you to hear what we were talking about, if you don't want to hear it, just pretend you can't hear it, okay?"

The vertical pupils are indifferent, and it is difficult to see emotions.

The wizard couldn't help shivering, and buried his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

"How many days ago?" Harry asked him.

Hawk counted with his fingers: "75 hours ago." He reported the exact time.

Three days
Harry frowned.

A wizard is a kind of highly mobile existence. Even in an hour, it is possible to travel from the south of the sky to the north of the sea, let alone three days.

"Want to look for it?" Sirius looked at Harry and asked.

Harry shook his head: "No."

He paused for a while, looked over at the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and then continued to look at Hawke: "Then what about the share of the proceeds I discussed with the Ministry of Magic?"

Hawk was taken aback, clutching the notebook in his hand tightly.

No one answered, causing Harry to frown and let out a nasal "huh".

"The blacksmith shop is gone." The wizard replied tremblingly.

Harry's eyes became sharp: "So, what do you mean?"

"There is no revenue sharing." The wizard took a deep breath.

Harry nodded: "I know, there will be no more in the future, I'm asking about the past."

The wizard shook his head: "All the previous bills have been sealed."

"Aha." Harry took a step forward, "So does that mean you don't plan to give me that part of the proceeds?"

The wizard didn't speak, he dared not speak.

Harry walked up to them, and with a flick of his wand, the vines that bound their wrists loosened.

A witch behind her raised her hand subconsciously, but just halfway through it, she was quickly pressed down by the quick-eyed hand next to her.

"I thought you guys would attack me immediately." Harry said calmly.

The wizard gritted his teeth.

The wizard holding his colleague's arm behind him said, "Mr. Potter, you are not a wanted criminal by the Ministry of Magic."

"The Daily Prophet would like to write Professor Dumbledore and I as the biggest liars in the wizarding world." Harry raised his wand and played with it in his hand, but no matter how he turned it, the tip of the wand kept pointing at them. Convicted us of fraud."

The three did not dare to speak, they looked at Harry's wand in horror.

It was this wand that, that night, brutally slew the Twelve.

"Go back and tell Fudge to have the money ready when I go to the Ministry of Magic and play that house-drinking game with him." Harry said softly, "I don't hope that I will have to do something to hurt the relationship between us." The "friendship" thing came out."

The faces of the three of them turned green slightly.

friendship?

When was there a friendship between the Ministry of Magic and Mr. Potter?
Is Mr. Potter misunderstood? !

Harry chuckled, walked up to Sirius, and walked out of the blacksmith shop with them.

"You really don't want to go to Raignac?" Lupine lowered his voice and looked back at the door of the blacksmith shop that was closing.

Harry grabbed Lupine's wrist: "Go back, leave this kind of thing to professionals."

They Disapparate, return to Grimmauld Place, and enter Black's old house.

Hermione and Ron had already packed up and waited for Harry to come back. They went to Diagon Alley together. Apart from Arthur and Emmeline, there was also an unexpected character——Rita Skeeter.

"Mr. Potter." Rita Ladybug had a greasy, flattering smile on her face.

"Why are you here?" Harry asked her, "Have you found out about Senior Tom?"

Rita's smile froze and she shook her head with difficulty.

Arthur opened his mouth and explained to her: "Miss Skeeter was called by me. Lovegood happened to take his daughter to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies today, so I simply made an appointment and asked Miss Skeeter to come with him. Let's meet."

Harry, who just came back, didn't have a rest, so he followed them to Diagon Alley.

Grimmauld Square was not far from the Leaky Cauldron, so there was no need for apparition. It was the safest way to choose to take Mr. Arthur's car and drive in the neighborhood of ordinary people.

Sirius begged hard and wanted to drive himself.

Arthur's mind was still clear, no matter how hard he was, he didn't give him the responsibility of "driver".

It's fine to fly in the sky, no matter what happens, it's nothing more than turning around in the air, hitting a tree, and having a close contact with a bird.

But this time driving, I will not go to the sky. If something happens accidentally, these wizards will not have any problems, but those ordinary people will not be able to say it.

This makes Sirius very disappointed, he is very experienced in driving, he has driven it twice!
"Arthur, it's not good for you to do this!" After getting into the car, Sirius, who was sitting in the co-pilot, kept chanting.

Arthur drove carefully, keeping the speed below 25 mph, causing the car behind to keep honking and urging, while responding to him: "I'm fine like this."

"Hurry up, people behind are rushing!" Sirius could not wait to put his foot on the accelerator.

Arthur shook his head: "No, this is very safe, there are three little wizards in the car."

Then, he paused: "And the speed limit on this road is 25 miles to 40 miles. I have absolutely no problem with this speed."

Hermione was surprised: "Uncle Arthur knows the speed limit?"

"Of course!" Arthur wanted to pinch his waist, and his tone was triumphant, "I went to learn how to drive a Muggle car myself, and I also memorized all the traffic rules."

Sirius was a little dazed: "What traffic rules?"

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