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"Perhaps we can choose another way." She said in a deep voice: "How about considering this as your achievement? When you return to work at the Ministry of Magic, it will be your contribution, and it may even allow you to be promoted to Deputy Minister in one step.
"As you know, Dolores was tortured three times by the Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse. She suffered great mental trauma and has been in a coma at St. Mungo's. The Ministry of Magic just happens to be short of a deputy minister."
"Wait..." Kyle believed what Bones had said and asked, "The Cruciatus Curse...didn't I remember it was used twice?"
"There was another time that has not been announced." Bones sighed, "That was the day Fudge died. Weren't there many people sent to St. Mungo's for treatment?"
"Yes, I was there that day," Kyle said, "but what does that have to do with it?"
"Listen to me." Bones continued, "One of them was under the Death Eater Imperius Curse. While receiving treatment, he suddenly attacked and used the Cruciatus Curse on Dolores, who was in the same ward with him."
"What does he want..." Kyle was a little confused, "After attacking St. Mungo's, are the Death Eaters so sure they won't get hurt?"
In the British wizarding world, St. Mungo's has always been a neutral place. No matter how fierce the fighting between the Death Eaters, the Order of the Phoenix, and the Ministry of Magic was, they all deliberately bypassed that place.
St. Mungo's never cares about the identity of the people who come in. They will treat injured Aurors as well as Death Eaters.
This is a common practice. After all, everyone wants to leave a way out for themselves.
Even more than a decade ago, when Voldemort was at his most powerful, the Death Eaters only monitored St. Mungo's, not controlled it.
Kyle even suspected that Voldemort's resurrection prescription might have been obtained from St. Mungo's... Of course, it was just a suspicion, and he believed that Dean Sassia would not give such a thing to Voldemort.
"Finally, the Aurors found out that it was just a misunderstanding." Bones said, "The Death Eater who used the Imperius Curse might have wanted to cause us some trouble. His order was to attack the people around him and create chaos during the rescue. He didn't know that he had been sent to St. Mungo's.
"Including the Ministry of Magic, where two people suddenly attacked, but they were quickly controlled, and the one at St. Mungo's... um... the healer was very busy that day."
Bones' eyes looked a little vague.
"So Umbridge is simply unlucky?"
"That's right." Bones nodded, "Remember to keep it a secret and don't tell anyone else. We need some voices that can boost morale right now."
"I understand," Kyle agreed.
"So, what's your decision?" Bones asked, "Do you want to be the deputy minister?"
"Now you can?"
"We need to observe for a while longer," Bones said. "The deputy minister's position is of great importance and it is not something that can be decided by just a few words from me."
"Then I'll take the Galleons." Kyle decisively threw away the pancake.
"But the Ministry of Magic doesn't have that much money, and even if it did, it's impossible to use it all to buy a few communication items."
"You can write an IOU."
After going around in circles, things are back to the beginning.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 802 Magic Contract
There was silence in the minister's office. Bones sat there without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.
Kyle sat opposite her, fiddling with the gold Galleon on the table out of boredom.
During this time, someone came to Bones to report on their work, but she drove him out and continued to be in a daze.
Kyle didn't push.
After an unknown amount of time, Bones finally came to his senses and looked up at Kyle.
“One hundred thousand Galleons, there is no way I can agree to it, or any minister would agree to it.
"This amount is so huge that it can even affect the normal operation of the Ministry of Magic."
"Is this the end of the discussion?" Kyle shrugged.
"That's not the case." Bones stood up. "I've come up with a compromise."
"What is it?"
"The Ministry of Magic is willing to pay you two thousand Galleons for the right to use this thing for a period of time, starting from now until we defeat You-Know-Who."
Kyle asked curiously, "What does this mean?"
"The conditions are still the same as before." Bones explained: "This communication item can only be used by the Ministry of Magic and is not allowed to appear anywhere else, but the time is not permanent.
"If we defeat You-Know-Who, this restriction will end. You can do whatever you want then, and the Ministry of Magic won't interfere."
"Two thousand Galleons, I'm still at a loss." Kyle said after thinking for a while.
"I'm not good at bargaining, this is the highest price I can offer." Bones said, "The Ministry of Magic must leave enough funds in reserve. If it's more, I can only say sorry."
"Okay." Kyle asked, "What if the mysterious man falls tomorrow?"
"The Ministry will still pay you two thousand Galleons," Bones blurted out.
"That sounds good." Kyle continued to ask, "But what if the mysterious man doesn't fall in ten or twenty years?"
"If that happens, it could only be because the Ministry of Magic no longer exists." Bones shook his head and said calmly, "Since even the Ministry of Magic no longer exists, there is no need for you to abide by the agreement, right?"
Kyle paused for a moment.
"Then, just do as you say."
"no problem."
Bones then took out parchment and a quill and quickly drew up a magic contract.
The content is not long, taking up less than half a page of parchment, even less than the homework of a first-year student at Hogwarts.
After writing the content, she placed her wand on the blank space on the parchment and whispered the spell.
The tip of the staff emitted a golden light, and a special symbol immediately appeared on the blank space of the parchment.
A bold capital 'M' with an upright magic wand embedded in the middle.
This is the symbol of the Ministry of Magic. Only the Minister can use special contract magic. This is on all important documents of the Ministry of Magic.
Bones turned the parchment around and pushed it towards Kyle.
Kyle took a look and waved the wand lightly, changing the number "2000" to "1800".
"What do you mean?" Bones asked.
"I've said before that Susan is an old customer of ours, and she's also my classmate from the same college. For that reason, I'll have to give her a discount."
"Only 10% off?"
"That's quite a few." Kyle took the quill, signed his name next to the sign, and tapped it with his wand.
Name magic can only be used by the person himself, and it is also the most critical step in a magic contract.
The symbol represents the Ministry of Magic, and the name represents Kyle. When this magic takes effect, it means that the contract is established and the contents above can no longer be modified.
"Well, it's a pleasure to work with you." Bones smiled and extended his hand. "To be honest, graduates like you are really rare. If possible, it seems that it would be a good choice to make you a deputy minister."
"Didn't you say this would take time?"
Kyle also extended his hand, and the two shook it gently.
"That's true. This is also the rule of the Wizengamot. The original intention is to prevent the minister from having too much power." Bones said, "But I believe that as long as you are more patient, there is a great possibility that you can sit in that position, or even... become the youngest minister."
"Well... let's talk about it later." Kyle smiled.
"What a pity." Bones sighed and took the initiative to change the subject: "You can see that I still have a lot of things to do next."
She pointed to the file that had just been delivered to her, "How about leaving the rest to you as well, including the necessary subpoenas, Sikor, and these signal badges."
"I should." Kyle nodded, "How much do you need?"
"According to the current number of Aurors and strikers, as well as those reserved for backup... let's make 350 first." Bones thought for a moment and said, "The logistics department has some tools that you should be able to use, or do you want to go home and make them?"
"No need for that. Just stay here." Kyle said, "Is my previous office still vacant?"
"Of course, I told you I'd keep it for you," Bones said. "Do you need anything?"
"If possible, please send me some raw materials." Kyle said, "Don't be so stupid, there is too much fairy magic on that thing, and nothing can be done with it."
"No problem, I'll have someone send it to you in a minute." Bones said, "Also, I'll prepare the Galleons in advance, so you can take them away anytime you're done."
“That’s great,” Kyle said with a smile.
No matter how much you say about other things, it will be useless. This is the only key.
……
Kyle then went to the office next door.
Not long after, the things he wanted were delivered. I don't know if it was intentional, but the one who delivered the things was none other than Cedric.
"Kyle?"
He placed a large piece of silver on the table. "I just wondered who would want something like this."
What he brought was impure silver that had not been purified and was not worth much. Of course, the real silver that could be used was similar to this one, except that it had an extra process unique to fairies.
"These are raw materials." Kyle said, "What did Bones ask you to do? Just deliver the stuff?"
"She also said I could stay and help if needed," Cedric said.
"Do you have time now?"
"Yes, after the Weasley brothers came, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief." Cedric said with a smile, "You really helped a lot. You called three helpers at once. When other departments knew about this, their eyes were red."
"It's just a small matter. You don't need to treat me to a meal." Kyle waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "If that's the case, then you can stay. It just so happens that there are quite a lot of things to be done this time. If I'm alone, I may not be able to finish it today."
"What on earth are you going to do?"
"Didn't Minister Bones tell you?"
"No, she just asked me to come here to deliver things and help." Cedric said, "I didn't even know you were at the Ministry before I came here."
"Well... to put it simply, it's just the old ways."
As Kyle spoke, he took out his magic wand and waved it gently, cutting a small piece off the silver one. Then he waved it again and turned it into a round silver coin. As for the details, it was even simpler. The patterns and lines on both sides were completed in less than half a minute.
Seeing what Kyle did, Cedric understood immediately.
"I see, you're making Sikor." He glanced at the door nervously and lowered his voice, "But you can't spend this kind of money. Others can tell the authenticity at a glance. And if the news gets out, the goblins won't let you go."
"Did you forget your brain in the drawer of your office when you came here?" Kyle gave him an unpleasant look. "This is the Ministry of Magic. Do you think I would make that kind of thing?"
"then you……"