Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 416

In the restaurant of the riverside hut, Amosta sat at the dining table and watched the "Gargoyle's Roar" with great interest. The influence of this newspaper in France is no less than that of the "Daily Prophet". Tower still remembered that at the press conference held at the Ministry of Magic about the Greyback incident, a female reporter who asked him a question belonged to this newspaper.

Among the recent hot events in Paris, the Triwizard Tournament undoubtedly bears the brunt.

However, this matter is still in the secrecy period. Even though it is no longer a secret in the upper class, the people in the European magic world still know nothing about this matter.

There were some scraps of news in the newspaper, and Amosta threw the newspaper on the table after flipping through it, and looked at the window of the restaurant with a smile on his face, while a few children who were lying on the window and peeping Immediately shrunk his head down.

Vip Dragan walked into the dining room with a sullen look carrying a plate of steaming bread slices and a silver jug ​​filled with hot milk, and placed the plate in front of Amosta.

"I don't have much to offer you here, Blaine—"

Although he is quite old, Vip Dregan's temper is still fiery, and his face is frosty. If it wasn't for Amosta Bryan's chance to save his grandson just now, Amosta would not have left into this room.But that's nothing to be thankful for, even without him, Alger's life would not be in danger, and besides, Amosta Bryan broke into his land without permission.

"That's all right, Mr. Dragan, I'm not picky—"

Vip Dragern's attitude is much better than expected. In fact, Amosta, who broke in with an aggressive posture, is going to have a fight with Vip Dragern first, and then have a good communication. It was just that wonderful coincidence that saved this very likely situation.

"According to the charter--"

Looking across the dining table, Amosta Bryan, who was enjoying his breakfast leisurely, didn't seem to realize that he was an unwelcome guest at all. With this concentration alone, Vip had to admit that Amo Star Bryan is not a simple wizard, and considering his age, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as outstanding. Dumbledore's vision is still as good as ever.

At the reception before, because of Karkaroff's misleading and my desire to make Hogwarts and Dumbledore look ugly, I rashly attacked Amosta Bryan without investigating clearly , is indeed a stupid decision.

However, when he thought of the insult he had received, the annoyance in his heart was submerged in the anger towards Amosta Bryan, his fists hidden under the table were clenched tightly,

"Before the review meeting is held, Bryan, I should not have any private contact with the representatives of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang, as well as the officials of the Ministry of Magic of the Three Kingdoms, so-- "

Vip's breathing relaxed for a moment, and the uncontrollable anger immediately spewed out, he sternly reprimanded,

"After eating, please leave my house immediately, Bryan, I will not report to the Ministry of Magic that someone broke into a private house, just pretend that we have never met today!"

"It seems—"

Facing the cold-eyed Vip Dragan, Amosta picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth in a leisurely manner, then leaned on the back of the chair and smiled slightly,
"You made the selection rules very clear, didn't you, Mr. Dragan?"

Veep Dragern squinted his eyes, not understanding what trick Amostar was up to.

Before the reception, the two didn't know each other at all, and there was no friendship to reminisce about. Amosta also knew that he was an unwelcome guest, so he didn't hide it. A space bag came out and was thrown on the dining table with a clatter.

The moment the bag touched the table, there was a series of jingling and crisp sounds. Without further explanation, Vip also knew what was in the bag.

"What do you mean?"

The guarded gaze just now turned into a contemptuous stare, and the old man sneered again and again,
"Are you out of your mind, Brian, and want to bribe me with gold? You should know that as members of the review committee, we are strictly bound by a magic contract, and we cannot receive any benefits from the three parties. Take your gold and leave me. Otherwise, I will expose today's incident and let you taste the damage to your reputation!"

"Perhaps you are mistaken, Mr. Dragan—"

The corner of Amosta's mouth moved slightly,
"Bribe, how could I do such a stupid thing?"

Without waiting for Vip to ask, Amosta continued,
"This is not a bribe, Mr. Dragan. The purpose of my trip is to return your own property. Eight thousand gold coins. This is your wife, Ms. Chapelle, go to the Gringotts headquarters to handle it. When doing business, accidentally left there
Because of an unexpected coincidence, I found out about this matter. Considering that at the reception the night before yesterday, some of my Meng Lang actions caused some criticism to you, so I came here to apologize. I brought this bag of gold coins and returned them to you you--"

When Amosta said these words, Vip Dragun's face changed again and again. He stared at the bag of gold coins on the table, his dry lips squirmed a few times, but he couldn't say anything, and then When he looked at the young wizard across the table, there was already a little fear in his eyes.

"this is not me."

Vip blurted out, but in the middle of speaking, he closed his mouth again.

Amosta Bryan has a close relationship with the goblin, that's for sure, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get back the eight thousand gold Galleons from the goblin who is greedy for money.

Judging from Amosta's expression, he probably thought that he wanted to take advantage of the convenience of his status, but this was not the case.

After the federation felt that it would select some representatives to form a competition committee to review the safety plans submitted by the three schools and select the best for the organizer, the principal of Durmstrang, that Igor Karkarov, thought he would When the opportunity came, he approached Joshua Bell.

This cunning guy didn't make any request to Joshua Bell, but just recalled the time in school with Joshua Bell, and pretended to unintentionally reveal that the goblins had opened a bet, and Durmstrang currently has the highest odds. thing.

As a partner who has been with him for decades, Vip knows that Joshua Bell will definitely be touched. The two temptations of gold and making contributions to his alma mater are irresistible to Joshua Bell.

Vip is aware of the risks involved in this matter, but since he can not trigger the contract restrictions and hit Dumbledore by the way, Vip is happy to see it, so now that Amosta is threatening him with this matter, he also There is nothing to explain.

Both parties are smart people, and both know the consequences of this matter being exposed.

"What the hell are you trying to do, Brian—"

Vip's voice was hoarse, and the cruelty had been lost in his voice.

Only one day has passed, and his scandal at the reception has been known to almost everyone. If this matter is exposed again, not to mention fighting for the position of chairman after Dumbledore stepped down, even his current position may be difficult. Can't keep it!

Whether it's his own status or Joshua Bell, he can't give up on both.

"I don't want anything more, Mr. Dragan—"

Amosta smiled and stood up,
"I just hope that you can make a fair and impartial judgment on the matter of the host of the Triwizard Tournament."

Vip Dragan was different from the goblin in Gringotts. Amostar didn't expect to be friends with him. Seeing that his goal was achieved, he didn't want to stay any longer. Batty would come back at some point , before that, he had to rush back to the hotel.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Dragan—"

When the palm touched the cold doorknob, Amosta, who suddenly thought of something, stopped and turned his head and said, he saw Vip Dragan, who was sitting motionless on the chair, staring directly at him with cold eyes, Amos Ta blinked, thought for a while and smiled slightly,
"There's no need to be so hostile to me, Mr. Dragan. There is an old proverb in the mysterious Eastern world called 'If you don't fight, you don't know each other'. Maybe one day in the future, we can become friends!"





(End of this chapter)