Harry Potter Hello Dark Lord

"Can this be blamed on the Ministry of Magic? Why should the Ministry of Magic compensate for the loss of the dragon?" Newt was speechless.

The goblin shrugged: "Shouldn't the goblins be compensated for their losses? If they could find the dragon Gringotts quickly, they wouldn't have lost a dragon. And I think the Ministry of Magic should not only compensate the losses of Gringotts, but also the losses of our club.

They also have to compensate for the losses, because the club stopped at least 21 competitive matches due to the dragon's destruction.

You must know that many wizards had bet on those games before. In the end, we not only returned the bet amount, but also gave them free time to keep the money for at least a week! That is a week, you know what happens in a week

How much can we goblins earn if the funds flow? All in all, the Ministry of Magic will have to compensate us at least 20,000 Galleons!!"

The goblin's brain circuit is strange, and he only recognizes money and ignores justice. In the face of money, the law is nothing to the goblin.

For example, if an illegal act can make the goblins profit more than 40%, then they will take the risk. If it exceeds 50%, they will risk their lives. If it exceeds 60%, I can challenge the dragon alone. If it exceeds 100%, I will believe in the evil god and become a monster.

Any monster will do.

If you are arrested for illegal activities, ordinary people’s thinking is ‘I shouldn’t have done it’, while a desperado’s thinking is ‘Damn it, please be more careful.’, Goblin

What does the line of thought have to do with me? The profits are too high. If you are to blame, it is your lack of supervision. I want to see my lawyer. I want to sue you. Because your lack of supervision led to my arrest, you need to pay me for missing work.

Fees and mental damages'.

If you understand the mentality of goblins, you can also understand the reasons why they sue the Ministry of Magic on a daily basis. It can be said that most of the six goblin riots that broke out in the entire history of the wizarding world were due to this inexplicable reason.

As he spoke, Newt followed the goblin to a huge stone door with the rune number 6 carved on it.

"Invitation, sir."

Newt handed over the invitation letter. The goblin took the invitation letter and pressed the wax seal on a raised gem on the door. The next second the door slowly opened: "Okay, sir, please come in. Since you are participating in the competition,

You are invited by the players, so your seat is arranged closest to the arena, No. 11 in the first row."

"Okay, thank you!" Newt said, about to take back the invitation.

The goblin did not return the invitation letter, but said with a flattering face: "Sir, the odds of our competition are 1:1.13. Your friend is the dominant side. Do you want to place a bet to cheer up your friend?"

"No need to thank you!" Newt refused decisively.

The goblin's face fell instantly. After returning the invitation, he turned around and left with a curse. On the way, he kept mumbling in goblin language, which probably meant that he was insulting Newt for being a poor man and wasting his time.

Newt is a person with a gentle personality. He didn't care about the goblin's bad attitude and walked into Arena No. 6 minding his own business.

At this time, Arena Six was already overcrowded, and Newt squeezed through the crowd to find his own seat.

The entire arena is distributed in a rectangular shape, divided into two parts: the arena and the auditorium. The arena is a long strip of 60 meters long and 30 meters wide. The edge of the arena is arranged with forbidden spells to prevent magic from accidentally damaging the audience during the battle.

On both sides of the competitive arena are auditoriums arranged in steps. Visually, there are ten rows of auditoriums on both sides. Each of the first three rows is extremely spacious with thirty soft leather sofas. There is also a small gray-black sofa next to the sofa.

The coffee table has various drinks on it.

The four to ten rows at the back do not have this kind of preferential treatment. There are nearly 120 seats in each row, and even a slightly fatter person cannot sit down. This makes the back row extremely crowded, and even the aisle is full of people.

, after all, it is better to stand and watch while sitting in such a crowded environment.

The area is not so low. The area is arranged upstairs and is a separate room. From the upper floor, you can overlook the entire economic arena.

The box was decorated extremely luxuriously, but Newt had only heard that that kind of place was not something he, a teacher, could afford.

Sitting in his seat, Newt reached out to say hello to the ring. Because the competition would not start for nearly half an hour, the participants could still move around as they pleased. A short figure less than 1.2 meters tall on the left side of the ring responded.

Say hello to Newt.

"Filius, long time no see, you are still so keen on wizard duels..." Newt greeted with a smile.

The dwarf on the stage jumped off the stage, casually leaned on Newt's sofa, picked up the fruit on the coffee table and started eating.

Despite his short stature, Filius is a powerful fighter and is a well-known figure in the British wizarding world.

As for his height, it has something to do with his blood. I heard that Filius has half of the fairy blood, and his height is only about one meter. Except for his height, Filius is no different from an adult human. He is not as sharp as a fairy.

Pointed ears, an ugly hooked nose, and messy and disgusting hair like boar bristles.

Filius is about thirty-five years old this year. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, has a thick curvy beard on his lips, and has a dark complexion. Years of exercise have given him rugged muscles and an exquisite look.

The shirt still couldn't hide the strong figure.

On the whole, Filius doesn't seem to be aggressive, but has a bit of a scholar's warmth and gentleness. When he smiles, he gives the impression that he is already very easy to get along with.

"Haha, Newt! Long time no see! I thought you would never come back after settling in America..."

"The original plan was like this... This time I ran back secretly. Tina wouldn't let me go back to England. She was always worried that Grindelwald would take revenge on me."

"But you came back anyway, because of Dumbledore?"

"He is a good teacher!" Newt said with respect in his eyes.

"I admit that Dumbledore does have a very charming personality. I have to say that his several visits convinced me. I had never thought about how I would live the rest of my life. I always thought I would die in the ring, but in the end I was still

He convinced..."

"To be honest, I was surprised to hear that you were going to teach at Hogwarts. How did you figure it out?"

Filius waved his hand: "Maybe... maybe I feel too empty. The wizard duel has consumed too much of my time. Apart from the short-term joy after the victory, I can no longer get any relief. I admit that I

I feel a little disgusted with my current life, maybe

Just like Dumbledore said, I should change the direction and enter the ivory tower to become a teacher and spend a lot of time thinking about what I am pursuing. When I made up my mind, Dumbledore also said that he would not

He will retain me and let me make my own decision."

"So you've made up your mind." Newt said, looking at the entire ring: "What about today's duel?"

"In the final battle, it's time to settle the grudge that Pista and I have had for a long time. Also, if I win today's battle, I will become the first fighter in the entire club to win 100 games in a row. I

I will receive the highest honor of the wizard duel, which can also be regarded as a farewell to my fifteen years of youth."

"I'll cheer for you."

"Hahaha, just watch, watch me beat Pest into a pig's head!! By the way, I reserved the two seats next to you for Dumbledore and Principal Dippet. Calculating the time, they should also

Almost there.”