Chapter 172: Cornelius Fudge

Hearing Lucius' expressionless announcement of the number 1,367 million, all the officials from the British Ministry of Magic present

Everyone was silent, as if the mute button had been pressed at the same time.

Some people lowered their heads with wry smiles on their faces, while others stared straight at Cornelius Fudge.

Most of them are officials in charge of economic affairs and were the main members of the last Hogwarts observation team.

During their last confrontation with Carl at Hogwarts, they each received a directory of accounts as thick as an Oxford dictionary.

The people present at the time basically had the same reaction, and many of them still remembered when they returned to the Ministry of Magic with the catalogue.

Cornelius Fudge, this guy, actually asked them shamelessly.

"I'll give you three days to sort out the information."

When many people heard this, they almost took out their wands and cast a killing curse on the fat pig on the spot.

Fortunately, the two Aurors who stayed behind at Hogwarts were killed by Voldemort while investigating the Forbidden Forest.

The matter was temporarily dealt with, and today they followed Cornelius Fudge here to attend a meeting.

One reason was because of the other party's authority, and the other was that he also wanted to get some benefits, but he didn't expect to take on such a big job.

So these officials collectively looked at Cornelius Fudge, with a kind of begging in their eyes, hoping that this guy would have a normal mind.

Don't fall into their trap again and end this stupid meeting immediately.

As a result, hopes were dashed and the fat pig said nonchalantly.

"No problem. Ask someone to send the accounts tomorrow and the Ministry of Magic will conduct a careful review and audit."

As he spoke, he looked at John Keynes, Director of the Economic Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, and asked seriously with a pure look in his eyes.

"With so many accounts, if your department works at full capacity, will a week be enough?"

Hearing this, Keynes felt like killing the other person, thinking to himself, you fat guy have worked at the grassroots level before.

How could he be so incompetent after serving as the British Minister of Magic for just over ten years, with more than 1300 million pages of accounts and documents?

Not to mention completing the entire audit in a week, even for the four copies of the document, the entire wizards of the British Ministry of Magic would have to work together.

Even if you use the copying spell day and night to copy it, it may not be completed in a week.

But as soon as the rebuttal came to his lips, Keynes swallowed it back because he knew that his opposition would not have much effect.

Because it was not just Cornelius Fudge who had this problem. The entire British Ministry of Magic was filled with an atmosphere of exaggeration and absurdity.

They have been indulging in peace and enjoyment for too long and have long been indifferent to specific things. It's better to say that these guys are bad.

It’s better to say that they are stupid, just like today, a large group of people came here aggressively and held a meeting to publicly try one person.

I was even led into a ditch by others, which is really speechless.

So he secretly decided in his mind that he would flatter the other party first and not do any work at all, anyway, judging from the current situation.

This idiot and the group of people behind him will definitely be defeated by the other side if you do this.

Maybe you can leave yourself a way out in the future reckoning.

So he said in a flattering manner.

"Of course, no problem, Minister. Our Director of Economic Execution will definitely complete your order."

"However, considering the unprecedented workload this time, I would like to ask for one more week. How about giving you a reply in two weeks?"

The reason why Keynes fought for a week was just to give himself a buffer.

Anyway, Mr. Hohenzollern's case will go to trial in two days. Ten days is enough time for the other party to catch this idiot.

Cornelius Fudge did not find any problem with the other party's answer, and just pretended to be magnanimous and said.

"Well, okay, I'll give you one more week. You must be careful and not miss even a single gold Galleon."

"Of course." Keynes responded quickly.

He saw an inexplicable confidence in the other person's brows as he spoke, and also heard the other person's hidden meaning.

I guess this idiot is still thinking about convicting Mr. Hohenzollern in the next two days.

Then, through the means of his own department, he made a huge fortune from that batch of accounts.

This pig doesn't even think about it. Who can make a fake account of more than 1300 million pages in just two weeks?

But he didn't say another word. He sat in his seat and watched the stupid pig continue his performance with cold eyes.

Cornelius Fudge was very happy at this moment, the Minister of Magic who was surrounded by secretaries and flattered by them every day.

Just like many corrupt officials, they have lost basic judgment on many specific matters.

In their thinking framework, professional skills and specific matters are not something they should think about.

All they think about every day are the political struggles between people, how to discipline others, and how to prevent themselves from being disciplined by others.

As long as the matter does not involve his power, his rotten brain would have stopped functioning properly.

From their way of thinking, Lucius's willingness to hand over the account book was in itself a sign of surrender.

Since you are willing to give in, you might as well give the other party a way out.

So this guy, who didn't understand the situation, started to speak nonsense shamelessly.

"The British Ministry of Magic is always committed to maintaining long-term peace and stability in the British wizarding world. Any attempt to disrupt the British wizarding world with money will not succeed."

"Mr. Malfoy, we certainly hope that the business you do is achieved in a fair and competitive market environment."

"We don't want to see any unpleasant things happen, so I hope you can understand what happened today."

"I hope you can see the situation clearly, turn from darkness to light, and confess your actions as soon as possible."

Such a speech like a winner ignited an unspeakable anger in the heart of Lucius, who was sitting at the last seat.

As the patriarch of the Malfoy family, the best among the British wizarding pure-blood families, he never gave up.

Seeking the development of his family and his own power in the British Ministry of Magic, but the current situation is like this.

Such an ignorant and stupid guy could actually become the British Minister of Magic. He himself is so outstanding.

But he could only sit at the last seat of the long table like a prisoner, with anger in his heart.

I could only try my best to force a smile and speak as kindly as possible.

"Of course, I always keep in mind every word the Minister said, but unfortunately I can't take action."

"Because I have never done anything illegal like you mentioned. If there is nothing else, I think we can leave now."

Lucius said this as kindly as possible, but it sounded so harsh to Cornelius Fudge's ears.

I gave him chances several times, but he didn't listen. So don't blame me for being ruthless.

So he stood up with a dark face and snorted coldly.

“Dismiss!”

Having said that, he was the first to prepare to leave, but just after he took two steps, he heard Lucius's cold words.

"Oh, and by the way, if it's convenient, please send the minutes of this meeting to my residence by owl."

"After all, this is not a secret meeting. The Minister has personally emphasized that rules are above all else."