Fudge, coming out of the Gringotts office, looked unhappy.
In fact, when he saw Malfoy 2 just now, he was very happy in his heart, because he felt that today's matter seemed to be solved.
This is the son of his old friend and partner. With Lucius' relationship, he thinks that this matter can definitely be resolved today, and the younger generation must give the elder some face. But what I didn't expect was that this little guy was a little fox who was more cunning than his father, and he insisted on biting off a big piece of meat from him.
"Your father will be proud of having a son like you." Even if he was ripped off, Fudge could only force a smile on his face. Compared with the matter of erasing the violation record, it was too childish.
Malfoy has already learned the lesson from last time and finally eliminated the traces on his body through various methods, but there is still a lack of official recognition, but today he just got this opportunity, and he also asked Fudge to remove the traces from the last time outside school. The spellcasting records are eliminated.
"Thanks for your good words." Malfoy in the office smiled, and then comforted him in turn, you just lost some visible "benefits", but I can guarantee that you will gain more by cooperating with our family "reward"
Fudge could only laugh a few times, unable to continue the conversation. Before, he and Lucius actually had a relationship in terms of power and money. It was nothing more than that he got the money. Lucius gained status and a little fame with the help of some propaganda from the Ministry of Magic, but his son actually extended his hand to business, such as Speaking of tax-free quotas for certain special industries, he didn't even know how the teenager in front of him knew this secret. He assured that he never told Lucius about these things.
Of course it was him who lied, and Malfoy just lied to him based on his own guess, but he didn't expect to get such a big benefit.
When Fudge walked out, he found that his legs were trembling a little. He didn't know whether it was because he had been sitting for a long time or his legs were weak because of being blackmailed, but he still forced himself to maintain his standard politician's smile.
"It's getting late." Fudge and Malfoy came out of the office together, walked through the door made of rocks, Fudge returned to the crowd and said: "Just now I have urgently contacted the branch manager of Gringotts , Gringotts should be closed today, and our Ministry of Magic will restore order here as soon as possible, and we apologize for any inconvenience caused.”
It was impossible for them to bargain in public. It was because Fudge found an excuse to ask Malfoy to help him contact the squat goblin, and then they talked about terms in private.
And the time for the actual discussion was only a few minutes, and most of the time the bargaining remained on the two of them.
The people in the hall didn't have any opinions at the moment, they could only admit that they were unlucky. When something like this happened today, most of the businessmen were not in a hurry except for urgent matters.
You know, wizards believe in so-called "omens" and "luck" more than ordinary people.
"Very good, I got off work early." Malfoy thought to himself, he wasn't too idle today, and he was certainly happy to be able to go home early to rest.
But a female voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"How would you like to thank me?" The girl's voice was still sweet, but there was always a vague hint of playfulness and coquettishness, which was completely different from the arrogance when they first met just now.
"Tell me, what do you want to thank?" Malfoy still has a good impression of this girl. No one would mind spending time with a beautiful woman. Enough to make Malfoy look at her differently.
"Then treat me to a meal." The girl unexpectedly took the initiative and extended an invitation to him.
Seeing this, a man in a plaid shirt in the crowd suddenly blew a sharp whistle towards them. The other people who hadn't left also looked at the two of them and smiled knowingly.
The girl who was still generous just now turned red rarely.
Talented and beautiful, a hero saves the beauty
People in any country will never lack yearning for this kind of story. Since such a possible story rarely happens around me today, how can I not wish it well.
Malfoy, who was watched by everyone, suddenly felt an invisible pressure, and found it difficult to get off the tiger, and it seemed inappropriate to agree or not to agree.
He is not the dull guy in those girl comics, whoever has a crush on him can still feel it, besides, if a girl pulls down her face and invites you to dinner, it is not considered a gentleman to refuse.
"Okay." He still chose to agree, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.
"It's not time to eat yet. You didn't touch the snacks just now. Now I think we can eat something, such as desserts and cold drinks? Florin's Cold Drink Shop in Diagon Alley is still very good. Their I'm fairly familiar with the shop owner," Malfoy, as the host, put forward his own suggestion.
"I have no objection." The girl readily agreed, her anticipation palpable.
Sometimes it doesn't matter what you eat, but who you eat it with.
The passionate French girl now begins to believe in love at first sight, which she had sneered at before.
She felt that she had found the so-called answer—helped her successfully use the method of summoning the gods to protect her.