Sclinger came, and all the Aurors followed his instructions and stood aside.

"Rufus, have you caught that damn Death Eater?" Fudge asked.

"No, he is very fast and can fly, we can't catch him at all." Sclinger shook his head regretfully.

"Is that bad?" Fudge frowned and walked around anxiously.

He caught a glimpse of Umbridge who fainted from the wall and his anger came back again.

But Skejelin hurriedly pulled Fudge toward the corner and told him that William had defeated the Death Eater.

After listening, Fuji was extremely shocked.

"What should I do?" Fudge was a little embarrassed.

If an Auror attacked, if it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be imprisoned in Azkaban.

But the other party was the youngest winner of the Merlin Medal and had just resisted the Death Eater... If this kind of wizard is arrested, it will definitely be criticized by public opinion.

Moreover, William is Dumbledore's beloved disciple, and the two are close!

But Fudge soon ignored this matter. Skejelin told him that there was a circle of reporters outside Gringott.

"This group of hateful guys should all be arrested in Azkaban!"

Fudge no longer had the heart to pay attention to Umbridge. His mind was full of thinking about how to deal with journalists and the upcoming wave of public opinion.

Today is the award ceremony for the Merlin Medal. In the evening, the youngest medal winner was attacked. Gringott was almost stolen, and the Dark Magic Mark appeared... What a scandal?

Fuji only felt that he was too big. He had only been in office for more than a year, so why did he encounter so many things?

He is too difficult!

Foggy walked around the cave, thinking about how to deal with it.

The first thing he thought about was to hide it, but it could not be concealed at all.

If there is no black magic mark, just simply say that Gulingo was stolen, but there is no loss at all.

But now the Dark Mark appears, and before he caught a Death Eater, two appeared in just a few months, people would doubt the ability of the Ministry of Magic. "Mr. Minister, I am going to leave with this child now, he must rest." Nick Lemay came over.

Foggy looked at the old man in Givenchy shirt and looked at it for a long time before he recognized it.

"Ah, Mr. Nicole Lemay, why is it you? Why did you show up here, isn't you in Devon?"

"Well, I just happened to be here, but I have to take this kid away now."

"What, do you know William?" Forge was shocked.

"Yes, I passed a long letter during the summer vacation." Nico said ridiculously.

"Oh, then...you go." Fuji stuttered.

"Sir, I can't leave now." William said, holding back his sleepiness, "I need an explanation."

"What's the point?" Fudge became irritated again: "You just attacked the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and I will no longer pursue them."

"It's not Umbridge... but Gringott's statement." William said coldly.

"My family and I came to Guling Pavilion to save money, but we encountered an attack. Where did those Guling Pavilion guards go for so long?"

Fuji turned his head and stared at an old fairy behind him, questioning: "Yes, where is the Guling Pavilion's guard? Our Ministry of Magic has not received an alarm, and has not caught the black-robed wizard. This is all your responsibility!"

Fuji seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw, and turned his face and pushed the blame completely.

The old fairy dodged his eyes and hesitated and refused to speak.

William sneered, he could probably understand the other party's thoughts.

The lack of reinforcements immediately caused the discovery that the black-robed wizard was very strong and did not want to lose his power for no reason. He wanted William and the man to fight each other.

As for the Ministry of Magic... I can't inform you. If the Ministry of Magic arrives, they will give them an excuse to investigate Gulingo.

Without the intervention of the Ministry of Magic, this matter could always cover up the past and continue to maintain the ancient reputation of Gringott.

But they didn't expect that it would be so big. Before the wizard left, he even hit the black demon mark.

"We are willing to compensate." The old fairy bowed slightly.

William smiled.

That's what he wants.

Gringotts are sorry for them first, and William could not have done anything to slaughter Gringott because of this. He is not a dark wizard and does not have the power.

But you must kill Guling Pavilion once to relieve your mood.

William pointed at the dead fire dragon.

"I want it!"

Forge's eyelids twitched. He thought that William would have to be at most a thousand Gallons, but he didn't expect that Merlin would speak so much.

"This is impossible!" the old fairy said angrily: "The Fire Dragon is the private property of the Guling Pavilion and cannot be given to anyone, even if it is already dead."

A fire dragon is full of treasures, which can be said to be sky-high. The most important thing is that it is difficult to buy.

Gulingge has its own dragon farm in Africa, but they are reluctant to give a complete fire dragon corpse as compensation.

"If I don't give it, I will tell the Prophet Daily about the whole thing." William dragged his voice, as if Professor Snape.

"I think journalists should be very interested, and readers will also want to know more about how Gringott ignores the lives of its customers, and how it stole itself and allows the Death Eaters to enter and escape."

"You...!" The old fairy trembled all over, and he pointed at William angrily.

William continued: "Of course, I won't want this fire dragon at all.

One-sixth of the Fire Dragon will be donated to the Ministry of Magic; one-sixth to Hogwarts School of Magic; one-sixth to Mr. Nicole Lemay; one-sixth to St. Mungo Magic Hospital; and one-third to Ravenclaw College."

Fudge's breathing was a little quicker. William didn't want it at all, donating it all. It was such a big deal!

A fire dragon's corpse can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands of gold, and one-sixth of it is also a large sum.

He can still make a lot of money secretly!

But he didn't know that William seemed to want nothing, but donating it to Hogwarts and Ravenclaw Colleges is the difference between giving it to himself?

With Professor Dumbledore and Flevy, William can use the blood of the fire dragon or the nerves of the dragon to do research at will.

This is William's cleverness. No one would agree to him by swallowing the fire dragon, but he still did a very smooth job of pulling the banner into a tiger's skin.

Sure enough...Foji was pondering for a moment and then shouted: "This matter is settled, and someone came to bring the Fire Dragon back to the Ministry of Magic."

Dozens of Aurors rushed up, giving the old fairy no chance to object.

He looked at the robbers angrily, but he had no choice!

Fudge said, "Let's go, we have to deal with the damn reporters next."

William breathed a sigh of relief after everyone left.

"Mr. Lemay, help me change my parents' memories."

"Okay, I will." said the old man.

Sleepy came like a tide, and William finally fell asleep with Fox in his arms.

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