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"This is fake from the beginning." Kyle pointed at the silver coin on the table. "The shape, size, and pattern of the protrusions. Let's put it this way. There are a total of five places on it that are different from the Sickle. It just looks similar."

"So what are you doing?"

"Subpoena Coin."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Cedric glanced at Kyle. "If you had told me earlier, wouldn't I have understood?"

"I feel like you really left your brain in the drawer." Kyle shook his head. "Okay, get to work. Just follow the standard I just gave you."

Cedric didn't say anything else and started working immediately.

Because of his experience in school, he worked very quickly, making one prototype every minute on average, and the workmanship was so fine that it was exactly the same as the one Kyle used for demonstration.

While he worked, Kyle sat beside him, carving magic runes on the coin prototype.

This is also the most difficult step. If he just wants to make a silver coin, he can do it alone and doesn't need Cedric's help at all.

Fortunately, this is much simpler than the golden one. It only requires a magic formula and a symbol in the middle. After doing it more often, it can be done in about five minutes.

By noon, after learning from Kyle for half an hour, Cedric had already mastered the basics and started to help.

Of course, his proficiency was definitely not as good as Kyle's, and he would make mistakes occasionally, but that didn't have any impact. He could just use a spell to wash away the unfinished symbols and start over.

If the symbols cannot be modified after they are completed, just throw them aside and scrap them. Bones has given me a lot of raw materials anyway, so it doesn't matter if I waste them a little.

The two worked from morning till evening before finally completing... half of it.

There was no way. Bones wanted too many. After drawing magic runes for a whole day, Kyle felt his wrists ache. He really didn't want to continue.

"Go back and eat!"

Kyle put away his wand and stood up.

And because he had been sitting for a long time, he staggered a little when he stood up suddenly and almost sat back down.

"Are you okay?" Cedric asked, rubbing his wrist.

"It's okay," Kyle said, "I just feel a little regretful."

"regret?"

"If I had known the workload would be so heavy, I shouldn't have given a discount."

Kyle originally thought that making 100 pieces would be enough and he could finish it in one day, but he didn't expect that the amount would triple and the workload would increase sharply.

"Discount?" Cedric was even more confused. "What the hell is this?"

"Don't ask. You won't understand even if I tell you." Kyle stretched his body. "How about going to Grimmauld Place today? It seems like you haven't lived there before. It's a good opportunity for us to go together tomorrow."

"Okay." Cedric thought about it for a moment and agreed.

"Don't you need to go back and tell your father?"

"No, I can tell him through this." Cedric pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket.

Then the two of them packed up and left the Ministry of Magic.

But they did not go back together.

Cedric would use Apparition to go directly to a telephone booth two streets away from Grimmauld Place. It was a fixed Apparition location created by Moody, and a Muggle-Repelling Charm was cast around it to ensure that no one would occupy it.

Kyle first walked around the hallway, showing his face, and only used Apparition after making sure that no one was following him.

And after walking out of the phone booth, Kyle didn't rush back, but strolled outside for a while.

It was getting close to evening and there were many people on the street, but they were all in a hurry, looking anxious to go home, and no one looked at Kyle for the second time.

It wasn't until twenty minutes later that Kyle was sure that no one was following him.

It seems that Voldemort really let him go.

How should I put it? He was definitely happy, but at the same time, Kyle was a little confused.

It can be said that all seventy Death Eaters died because of Kyle, even including Voldemort's diehard fan, Bellatrix Lestrange.

Just let it go? That's not like his character.

As for whether Bellatrix was still alive... Kyle had never thought about this question. After being bitten directly by the basilisk, even Voldemort himself would have to be boiled again.

Kyle stood there for a while and stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, not being stared at was always a good thing. This discovery made Kyle in a good mood, and he even ate half a bowl of dinner extra.

He's not the only one.

Recently, the amount of dinner has been much larger than usual, mainly because the three Weasley children have a greater appetite, especially Ron. Every time he comes back, he eats voraciously. It seems as if all three meals were concentrated in the evening.

At the same time, the look in his eyes when he looked at Kyle became more and more ferocious, as if he might pounce on him and bite him at any time.

Fortunately, Cedric is here to help share the firepower today, because the most documents he has sorted out were sent by Cedric.

Ron racked his brains to understand how Cedric managed to do so many things every day, from collecting magical experiments, to capturing magical creatures wandering on the Muggle streets, to guest-starring as a member of other departments to erase the memories of Muggles.

It seems like he is everywhere.

But these things will eventually be written into a report... and Ron will write it.

After all, everyone else was busy running around outside and had no time, so he was the only one in the office.

Ron felt that the words he had written in the six years of schooling were not as many as those he had written in the past half month.

It was precisely because of this that he disliked Cedric, but with Mrs. Weasley around, he didn't dare to do anything out of line.

Cedric's room was arranged on the third floor, not far from Kyle's. The next day, before anyone else got up, the two finished breakfast and rushed to the Ministry of Magic.

The main reason was that Kyle wanted to finish the matter quickly and get the reward.

What about 1,800 Galleons? What if Bones changes his mind? It’s better to get it.

……

From early morning to sunset, the two of them had been busy all day without realizing it, but fortunately, all the coins were sent.

"Why do I feel like coming here to help you is more tiring than my usual job?" Cedric leaned back in his chair, rubbing his forehead with his fingers.

After drawing magic runes with full concentration for two days in a row, not only were his hands sore, his head was also swollen and he felt dizzy all over. He just wanted to have a good sleep.

He hasn't felt this way for a long time since graduation... No, it should be said that he rarely felt this way when he was at Hogwarts.

Despite this, Cedric still looked at the other lump of metal. "So what's this for, made to look like Nat?"

"No." Kyle shook his head. "This has another use. You go back and rest first. I can do it myself."

"You don't need my help?"

"No, this is easy." Kyle took out a bottle of blue potion and took a sip, while also handing one to Cedric.

This piece is of course what you need to make a badge.

It's not that he doesn't trust Cedric, it's mainly because Bones wrote in the contract that only she and Kyle could know about the special badge, and there was no way to tell a third person.

But Kyle was right about one thing, this thing was really simple, it only required three magic runes, and he could just draw them on when completing the transformation.

So Kyle took a deep breath and spent more than three hours, finally making badges that matched the number of coins in the message before dark.

Just special badges.

Kyle won't take over everything the Ministry needs...that's another price.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 803: Hold it in hand

"Why only so little?"

When Kyle found Bones with the finished products, he heard this question right away.

"Minister Bones, there are so many people in the Ministry of Magic, I can't be the one to make all their ID cards."

"Didn't I ask Cedric to help you?" Bones raised his head from a pile of documents and pushed his glasses up. "If that's not enough, I can give you another helper. How about the Weasley kids? I remember they were also one of your little gang's... uh, partners."

"You have a good memory, but this is not the scope of our transaction." Kyle shook his head and insisted: "My job is just to handle the communication items used by the Aurors, or the magic signal in the identity card."

"As for the rest... Strictly speaking, this is the work of the Ministry of Magic. It is not my job to do it. And it cannot be done by me. After all, I am no longer a member of the Ministry of Magic. If there is a problem with the identity card in the future, it will be troublesome to solve it. You can't call me over again and again."

In fact, what Kyle had spent more than three hours making could only be considered a semi-finished product. If the Ministry of Magic really wanted to use it as an identity card, it would need to have a series of arrangements that could confirm the identity, including name magic.

Although this job is not difficult, it is very tedious and requires familiarity with everyone in the Ministry of Magic.

Kyle didn't know how many people were here, but it must be at least a few hundred, and he didn't want to bring trouble upon himself.

Ron has been complaining about his hard work at home these days. He feels tired just by listening to it... It's enough to just listen to it, there's no need to experience it yourself.

"In that case... well, I'll find someone else for this matter."

Bones thought about it and seemed to think it made some sense, and since Kyle insisted, she didn't say anything.

"Then let's work together this time."

"It's a preliminary agreement." Bones said with a smile. She put the documents at hand aside, then took out a box and opened the lock.

It was filled with golden Galleons.

"You came here for this, right?" Bones pushed the box to Kyle. "One thousand eight hundred Galleons. It's yours."

Kyle liked Bones's decisive character, especially when it came to paying money.

Another large sum of Galleons was earned, which could be used to decorate Norbert's nest... Kyle put the box away with a smile.

"Don't you want to check it out?"

"No need." Kyle waved his hand. "I believe Minister Bones will not make mistakes in such a small matter."

That being said, Kyle actually just thought the money was a hassle.

Besides, he doesn't have to do the job himself.

Where Bones couldn't see, a furry little creature had twisted its body and crawled into the box through the gap next to the lock.

Even a piece of paper couldn't be stuffed into the gap, but the Sniff got in anyway. It looked like a flounder lying on the Galleon, waving its two short hands quickly, digging the gold coins into its inner pocket.

After a while, there was only a flat sniff left in the originally heavy box.

After digging up all the gold coins, its body became round again with a puff, as if someone blew on it. Then it lay comfortably in the corner, patting its belly with a very satisfied look.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the top of the box, and then a big hand reached out and picked up Sniff.