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The Birdmen were all dumbfounded.
Who said this.
What he meant was that mandrake was a plant and its use was limited to potions or other very small circles, unlike dragon materials, which were used in almost every industry.
But Kyle didn't give him time to explain.
"In that case..." He slapped his hand on the box.
Birdman's heart skipped a beat and he blurted out, "Are you going to cancel this funding?"
"No, the funding must continue. I don't want to only see dragons in books." Kyle said, "But the amount may have to be changed. After all, I also need to make some preparations for the future."
Birdman breathed a sigh of relief.
"Three hundred Galleons, then."
Birdman nearly jumped up.
"Three hundred Galleons?"
He originally thought that Kyle would cut it in half at most, even if there were only a thousand Galleons left, saving some would be enough to solve the urgent problem. He didn't expect it to be reduced to one-tenth in an instant.
"There's nothing I can do." Kyle sighed. "Think about it. I can't raise a dragon myself, so I can only come here to build a house, which costs a lot of money. I also need to find an assistant, plus various instruments, house-elves to take care of my life, and daily food and clothing... After all this calculation, 2,700 Galleons doesn't seem to be enough."
"That's enough, absolutely enough," Birdman said hurriedly.
My goodness, does this guy want to build a castle here? But even if it’s a castle of the same size as Hogwarts, it won’t cost more than two thousand Galleons.
Of course, the premise is that only the appearance is considered. If the internal facilities are included, it would not be enough even if it is multiplied ten times... However, if it is just for daily residence, it seems that those facilities are not needed.
"Okay then, 2,700 is 2,700. I'll keep it simple and it'll be fine as long as it's enough for us to live in." Kyle gritted his teeth and started taking gold coins out of the box. At the same time, he put the parchment back on the table and said embarrassedly, "But in this case, I'll have to trouble Mr. Stricker to rewrite a certificate."
Watching Kyle's actions, Birdman's heart was bleeding.
Two thousand seven hundred Galleons... to make do?
He just couldn't connect the two sentences together.
Moreover, the clinking sound made by Kyle when he grabbed the gold coins made it impossible for him to concentrate.
It felt like someone was taking down the sign of the Fire Dragon Protection Area in front of him, but he couldn't stop it.
As the gold coins in the box became less and less, Birdman's breathing became more and more rapid. He looked at the donation certificate of 3,000 Galleons on the table. The feather pen in his hand seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, and he could not write a single word no matter what.
Damn it, couldn’t this guy just give him 300 Galleons? Why did he have to take 2,700 right in front of him?
Isn’t it too much trouble?
As if possessed by a ghost, he stood up suddenly and put his hands on the box.
"Don't take it!"
"What?" Kyle looked up at him in confusion. "Oh, it's okay. I'll hurry up and try to get it before you finish writing the new certificate."
Merlin's holey socks... How can I possibly continue writing?
Birdman roared in his heart, but he had to force a smile on the surface.
"Sir, how about you extend the time a little longer, for example, 200 years? I can issue you a legal dragon-raising certificate that will be valid for 200 years."
"Two centuries?" Kyle looked him up and down. "Do you want to hear what you're talking about?"
Birdman was also a little embarrassed.
"Ninety-eight years is my bottom line," Kyle said, "and this period is enough for the Fire Dragon Sanctuary to grow and develop. I'm just raising a few little dragons, so they won't pose a threat to you.
"But since you think it's inappropriate, forget it."
Kyle said, and forcibly grabbed a handful of gold coins.
Birdman was almost in tears.
In the past two years, this person is the only one who has come to donate money. I don’t know how long I have to wait after that.
But three hundred Galleons are really not enough.
Just as he was struggling, Kyle stretched out his evil hand again, and muttered softly: "These can be used to buy a set of chairs."
Another one...
"These can be used to build a table. I like the guardian tree table, which allows me to concentrate better when reading."
Another one...
"For these, let's buy the silverware made by fairies... they are a bit expensive, but they are also necessities to embellish our lives."
This one has at least twenty Galleons, enough for a month's food expenses for ten dragon breeders... to embellish their lives?
"I agreed!"
A certain defense in Birdman's heart collapsed.
"Ninety-eight years, right... I agree!"
Kyle's mouth curled up slightly, then immediately returned to normal.
"It's okay, Mr. Stricker." He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry. I've thought about it and it's not bad to build a residence here. At least I don't need to spend money to raise dragons, and there are many kinds. If you think about it carefully, I'm getting a good deal."
"It's not difficult, not at all." Birdman said quickly, "I've thought about it, and you're right. Since we must cooperate with other magical animal scholars, why can't we choose one that we are more familiar with? Your generosity and kindness completely meet our standards for choosing a partner."
"But raising a dragon at your own expense is also a big expense." Kyle looked at the gold coins in the box, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head, "Forget it, I think it's good to live here."
Wow!
Another handful of gold coins was taken away.
Birdman really cried and wanted to slap himself twice.
Why...why did I reject him just now.
Just like he said just now, ninety-eight years is enough time for the Fire Dragon Reserve to grow and develop. If this person really did something illegal, the worst that could happen is that the legal dragon-raising certificate will be taken back.
Wizards are about strength and background...
It just so happens that they have the International Confederation of Wizards behind them, but what about the other party... At that time, he is just an old wizard over a hundred years old, how can he go against such a behemoth?
They are fully capable of taking the initiative.
"Well... sir, you don't understand, it's really uncomfortable to live here." Thinking of this, Birdman's face immediately changed and he said with a sad face.
"It's very windy here. When the wind blows, the sky is full of dust."
"It's okay. I can handle it."
"The roar of the fire dragons will also affect our rest. They always howl in the middle of the night and disturb our sleep."
"It's okay, magic can solve it."
"Then... there's no place for entertainment here." Birdman stammered, "You won't be able to go to the bar for a drink then."
Kyle paused holding the gold coin and began to hesitate.
There is a play!
Birdman's eyes lit up.
"When we chose the location, we picked a remote place that was perfectly away from Muggles and wizards. Who would open a pub in such a place, right?
"London is still the best. Diagon Alley is so lively. I can go for a drink anytime. And it's next to the Ministry of Magic, so it's convenient for me to do anything I want."
“That makes sense.” Kyle touched his chin.
"That's right." Birdman looked at Kyle with a smile, "To be honest, if I wasn't forced to do so, I wouldn't want to live in this crappy place. Look, the roof is leaking."
"But the cost of raising a dragon..." Kyle was still a little hesitant, "And I just remembered that even if I don't care about these, the fire dragon itself is ridiculously expensive. It's not appropriate."
"We'll take care of it." Birdman patted his chest. "Once the legal dragon-raising certificate comes into effect, our reserve will cover all your dragon-related expenses. In addition, I can also give you one... um, two dragon eggs."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 850 Romanian Longhorn Dragon
After this period of time, Birdman also figured it out.
Even if he wanted to do something, the Fire Dragon Sanctuary had to take the first step, otherwise everything he said would be in vain. The key to this first step was a lot of Galleons.
The other party brought a full three thousand Galleons, and he would think it was too much if he really didn't give any benefits.
Moreover, the legal dragon-raising certificate has been delayed for ninety-eight years...almost a century, and to be honest, this request is not excessive.
As for the promised dragon-raising expenses and dragon eggs...even if he was still alive by then, he would have retired long ago. What the successor would do would have nothing to do with him.
Birdman's attitude changed so quickly that Dumbledore was stunned.
He had absolutely no idea what had just happened. He had clearly heard every word the two of them said, but he couldn't figure out when their attitudes had changed.
How come Mr. Birdmanstrick, who just now insisted on not applying for a legal dragon-raising certificate, is now the one who takes the initiative?
Instead, Kyle began to refuse.
Could it be that he was too weak just now and accidentally fell asleep, missing a part?
It shouldn't be...
Dumbledore, who had lost a part of his memory, was puzzled and could only say that what Kyle was doing now was completely beyond his comprehension.
It’s just that the other two people present didn’t know what Dumbledore was thinking. Of course, even if they knew, they wouldn’t care.
Kyle doesn't care.
As for Birdman...ha, he's just an old servant, does his opinion matter?
Of course it doesn’t matter.
The promise given by Birdman also moved Kyle.
So, the gold coins that had been taken away were returned to the box, and Birdman wrote a certificate of legal dragon breeding for Kyle amid the pleasant sound of gold coins colliding.
It was still the same difficult spell. When Birdman signed his name, the contract magic officially took effect.
However, he was also cautious and added a long list of additional conditions to the certificate, all of which were used to restrict the user from harming the fire dragon and using the fire dragon to do illegal business.
Kyle didn't stop him, after all, he had never had such an idea in the first place.
Dragon blood and dragon scales only cost a few dollars.