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"First of all, the return." Birdman gritted his teeth. "Although you can get corresponding returns in the future by funding the Fire Dragon Reserve, the number is not high... Let's put it this way, if we have ten fire dragons, you can only get this amount in a year."
Birdman held up three fingers.
"Three hundred Galleons?"
"No, it's...thirty Galleons."
Kyle's mouth twitched.
He had thought the return would be low, but he hadn’t expected it to be this low… only one percent.
Wow, no wonder those two employees said it would take a hundred years to get back the investment, it turned out to be accurate.
Fortunately, Kyle didn't come here for this.
"It doesn't matter." He waved his hand and said indifferently: "I like fire dragons. I don't care about the return rate. As long as they can live well, I don't care even if I waste Galleons."
Birdman had already prepared for the other party to go back on his word.
Many people have done the same thing before. They brought Galleons here to cooperate with the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, but after learning about the ridiculously low rate of return here, they gave up without looking back.
And since then, fewer and fewer people came, until the last two years, when no one came anymore.
Birdman was used to it.
What he didn't expect was...he actually heard another answer.
The wizard in front of him, who was less than twenty years old, said that he didn't care about the reward.
The reward is Galleons. Is there anyone in the wizarding world who doesn’t care about Galleons?
Of course there are. To be a bit narcissistic, he is one of them, and the dragon breeders who stayed here are also one of them. Almost all of them have held on until now.
But they all have one thing in common, which is that they don't have many Galleons.
The person in front of him was the only exception he had ever seen. He had Garlon but didn't care about Garlon.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course." Kyle said with a smile, and he pushed the box forward. "Get the certificate, and then these are yours."
"Wait, wait a minute..." Birdman panted, forcibly suppressed a certain impulse in his heart, and continued: "In addition to what I just said, you cannot participate in the daily work of the Fire Dragon Reserve, including but not limited to the formulation of reserve rules, personnel adjustments, and material distribution... In short, your rights here are not even as good as an ordinary dragon breeder."
"It saves a lot of trouble, which is good," said Kyle.
“You can’t buy anything from the Fire Dragon Reserve for cheap either.”
Birdman's voice became much softer, as if he himself felt that it was a bit too much, but there was nothing he could do, as these regulations were formulated by the International Confederation of Wizards after discussion.
The purpose is to ensure the authority and autonomy of the Fire Dragon Protection Area and prevent it from being controlled by individual wealthy pure-blood families.
But Kyle still didn't care.
"I have money and don't mind this discount...but." He paused.
Birdman's heart immediately rose to his throat and he looked at Kyle nervously.
"If I want to prioritize purchasing the highest quality materials at the same price, this should be fine."
"If it's just this, of course it's fine." Birdman breathed a sigh of relief, and then added in a low voice: "If we have it."
He thought of the two Welsh dragons.
To be honest, the dragon scales, dragon teeth and other things they picked up were of really poor quality. In Diagon Alley, they could only be considered inferior products, otherwise they wouldn't be living in such a tight spot.
But out of personal selfishness, he did not tell Kyle about this. Although he felt guilty, they really needed the money.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 849 Kyle's True Purpose
Afterwards, Birdman mentioned some other rules, which were basically related to not interfering with the Fire Dragon Protection Area. However, compared with the previous ones, these seemed insignificant, and Kyle agreed to them all.
Like he said before, he didn't come here for these things. If he just wanted to earn Galleons, he could just go to Diagon Alley again and there was no need to come all the way here.
So even though these conditions seemed a bit too outrageous to Kyle, he didn't care.
Opposite Kyle, Birdman was almost in tears, and he wanted to praise Kyle with all the words he could think of.
During these few minutes, he had gradually built up the image of Kyle as a kind-hearted man who truly loved fire dragons and was willing to spend a large amount of Galleons to protect them.
I have to say, there are still many good people in the magical world!
So, under the premise that the two had the same ideas, things went extremely smoothly.
Ten minutes later, Birdman repaired the broken quill, dipped it in ink, and with trembling hands managed to write a certificate.
It was a certificate of funding, with everything he had just said to Kyle written on it.
Birdman picked up the wand and whispered a difficult spell. The ancient spell was mixed with ink, and Birdman signed his name in the most conspicuous place on the certificate.
With a bright white light, the ordinary parchment turned into a magical contract.
Kyle just took a quick look at it and put it away. If anyone else saw this thing, he would probably be considered a fool.
No, it should be said that even a fool would not do such a business that can't make any money.
"Oh, there's one more thing." Kyle seemed to suddenly think of something.
"No problem, go ahead." Birdman held the box full of Galleons, his mouth almost reaching his ears.
Now he just wanted to go to the Owl Post Office and write letters to the dragon breeders who had left, telling them that they could come back.
"Exactly. Can I get a certificate to legally raise a dragon?" Kyle narrowed his eyes. "Like I said just now, I love dragons too much."
Birdman raised his head sharply, and the joy and excitement on his face quickly disappeared.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but that's impossible," he deadpanned.
At this point he had already guessed Kyle's purpose, and his evaluation of him instantly fell from the peak to the bottom.
Because before the Fire Dragon Sanctuary was established, all Fire Dragon-related materials on the market came from certain pure-blood families. They captured Fire Dragons, raised them, killed them when needed, and split them into various materials to earn a large amount of Galleons.
This behavior also led to a decreasing number of fire dragons. After all, it is not as easy to cultivate them as to capture them.
Although the fire dragon is the top magical animal in the wizarding world and has incredible destructive power, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can always find wizards willing to take risks. If you can't catch it with ten, then find fifty or a hundred.
Compared to the benefits brought by a fire dragon, the cost of hiring a wizard is not worth mentioning.
If this continues, perhaps in a few decades, there will no longer be magical animals like fire dragons in the wizarding world.
This problem might be solved if all materials related to fire dragons were banned, but that is unrealistic.
After hundreds of years of development, fire dragons have become closely connected with the magical world. Apart from anything else, dragon blood alone spans several fields including alchemy and potions.
There are also dragon leather gloves, which are also essential props for dangerous magic experiments.
If their sale is banned, many industries will come to a standstill, and the big guys won't want to see that happen.
Therefore, in order to solve this problem and prevent the fire dragon from completely disappearing one day, the Fire Dragon Protection Area was established.
Although they are still stuck at the most critical first step and have almost no influence, as long as they are still there, the private sale of fire dragon materials is illegal and can only be done secretly and cannot be done openly.
The same goes for catching fire dragons.
In a sense, the reserve is indirectly protecting the fire dragons and slowing down their disappearance.
As for the legal dragon-raising certificate that Kyle mentioned... With this thing, he can continue to do the fire dragon business unscrupulously without any impact.
But in this case, what is the point of establishing a fire dragon protection zone?
Birdman's expression quickly turned cold, and he threw the box in his hand back onto the table without hesitation.
"If you came here with this purpose, please go back. I will return these Galleons to you intact." He said bluntly, without any reluctance in his tone.
"Don't be so quick to refuse." Kyle seemed to have guessed what he would say, and said calmly: "I didn't say I want it now."
"Not at any time," Birdman said bluntly.
"Ninety years is not okay?" Kyle took out two bottles of butterbeer from the box and threw one to Birdman.
"What?" Birdman was stunned.
“Like I said, I like dragons.” Kyle slowly uncorked the bottle, took a sip of the sweet butter beer, and continued, “It’s just that I’m still young and don’t know much about them.
"But I believe that by the time I reach 90 years later, I should be able to become an experienced dragon expert. But at that age, it would be a bit difficult for me to travel back and forth between London and Romania frequently, just like the person behind me."
Kyle pointed behind him.
Dumbledore was leaning back in his chair, looking weak and drained.
Although he ended up in this state because he traveled through time many times, Birdman didn't know that. He just thought that he was too old and couldn't stand the effects of Apparition.
"This..." Birdman hesitated.
"So I thought, when the time comes, I can get closer to the fire dragon." Kyle said with a smile, "Isn't this an unreasonable idea?"
Birdman said nothing.
Indeed, if a fire dragon protection area is officially established, then if you want to see them again, besides looking for them in the wild, you can only come here.
But after ninety years, the young man in front of him would probably be over a hundred years old, so it would be normal for him not to want to run back and forth anymore.
"You can settle in Romania," said Birdman. "I can decide and leave you a large enough piece of land here for you to build a spacious manor."
"Compared to hobbies, hometown is just as hard to give up, isn't it?" Kyle said.
Birdman fell silent again.
"Or I can take a step back and say, how about ninety-eight years?" Seeing that Birdman's attitude had softened somewhat, Kyle struck while the iron was hot and said, "A legal dragon-raising certificate that will only take effect after ninety-eight years. I don't think it's an excessive request."
"That's true, but..."
"You're going to have to issue these certificates anyway."
Kyle interrupted him and continued, "There are many people in the magic world who are interested in magical animals. As dragons are one of the representative species, there are naturally many people studying them. It is impossible for everyone to come to Romania.
"Whether it's for cooperation or for some other reason, you have to give special treatment to some people. For example, Mandrake, a plant that was once banned from trading by the Ministry of Magic, can now be grown in at least five places."
"Well... um..." Birdman hesitated even more and said hesitantly: "It's different. Fire dragons and mandrakes are different."
"That's right." Kyle shrugged, "Mandra was listed as a prohibited trade plant in 1869, which is only thirty years ago.
"In comparison, the ninety-eight years I proposed is still a bit long."