Minister of Magic's office.
Fudge and his staff were gathered, each with a solemn expression.
On the table were newspaper reports from various outlets about the Gringotts robbery.
One staff member spoke with a heavy heart.
"This Gringotts robbery has had a significant impact on us."
"Although it's Gringotts' problem, Gringotts is still part of the wizarding world."
"Gringotts, which has always been known as impregnable, had dozens of goblins killed, its underground vault broken into, and a vault completely emptied. And the vault that was robbed was none other than Hogwarts Headmaster Dumbledore's."
"This has already caused panic among most wizards in the wizarding world. Some even speculate that since this is the year Harry Potter is starting Hogwarts, perhaps the mysterious person is also making a comeback at this time..."
"They say robbing Dumbledore's vault is the mysterious person's demonstration against the wizarding world and Dumbledore!"
Another staff member picked up the topic.
"There are also some people who, while scoffing at the idea of the mysterious person's return, have linked it to the previously heinous dark wizard Darke Sede."
"To be honest, this is too unfavorable for us."
"The Minister and we have only been in office for a short time, and we've already had such a deranged dark wizard and the Gringotts robbery incident occur one after another, causing panic in the wizarding world. This has led many people to start doubting whether the current Ministry of Magic still has control over the wizarding world."
"Those dark wizards are no longer afraid of the Ministry of Magic's Aurors, and the legal authority of the Ministry of Magic is gradually disintegrating. Along with it, our approval rating is also disintegrating..."
He paused for a moment, then cautiously said.
"If our approval rating continues to drop at this rate, we might be forced out of office early."
This heavy topic felt like a giant rock pressing down on everyone present.
Everyone was discussing the situation animatedly.
"To show that we are capable of punishing evil, we must quickly catch the culprit who broke into Gringotts."
"Where are the Aurors? Do they have any leads?"
"The sooner we catch that thief, the sooner we can regain public support..."
However, Fudge looked at their conversation with an expression as if they were idiots.
He finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.
"Are your brains filled with Galleons and Little Witches?"
"Culprit? Thief? There's no culprit or thief! Can't you see that?!"
The staff members were stunned, looking at Fudge, not understanding what he meant.
Fudge sneered, a look of understanding in his eyes.
"Breaking into Gringotts, and even killing dozens of goblins and severely injuring a dragon while being surrounded by goblins and a dragon... Is this something an ordinary wizard can do?"
"And then, after going through so much trouble to get in, they didn't rob the vaults of the great nobles filled with gold coins, but went straight for Dumbledore's underground vault, leaving not a single hair behind."
"Don't you think this is very illogical?"
"Who doesn't know Dumbledore's name? How much guts would a thief need to dare to rob Dumbledore's vault? If it were you, even if the vault door was wide open, would you dare to rob it?"
Everyone present was startled, their eyes showing surprise as they looked at Fudge.
"It seems that's true."
"Which thief is tired of living and would go rob Dumbledore's vault?"
"Even the previously heinous dark wizard Darke, who was looking for intelligent people everywhere, wouldn't dare to target Dumbledore."
A staff member's face showed a look of horror.
"Minister, could it really be the Black Magic Lord..."
Before he could finish, Fudge, unable to tolerate his stupidity any longer, pulled out a water cup and threw it towards the office door.
"Black your mother's head!"
"I've said it this far, haven't you understood?"
"There's no thief at all. The one who broke into Gringotts and robbed Dumbledore's vault is clearly Dumbledore himself!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was truly like a clap of thunder, and everyone gasped.
Powerful, not afraid of Dumbledore's investigation and retaliation...
It seems Dumbledore himself fits this condition best!
No way?
"Then, what's the motive?"
"Why would Dumbledore do such a thing?"
Some staff members still found it hard to believe.
To this, Fudge responded with another sneer.
"Do you even need to ask?"
"I think Dumbledore is still fixated on the position of Minister for Magic."
"The crisis with the dark wizard Darke Sede was resolved by my genius handling, and it successfully earned us widespread praise in the wizarding world. Dumbledore had no choice but to back down."
"And recently, Hogwarts is about to start, which means it's time for the school board to audit the accounts."
"That cunning old bee, Dumbledore, in order to balance the books and also to create panic again, pulled this stunt."
"Hmph, he can fool everyone else, but he can never fool me, Fudge!"
The advisors exchanged glances, watching Fudge's expression change again.
No way...
Has Fudge been taking some kind of brain-boosting medicine lately?
He actually seems to have become a genius?!
"But, but Minister, how can we prove this?"
"We can't point fingers at what Dumbledore did."
One advisor said.
"How about we let the Aurors question Dumbledore and inspect Dumbledore's office to see if we can find any clues?"
Before he even finished speaking, the Aurors present had already turned red in the face and cursed angrily.
"Damn it, why don't you go?!"
Inspect whether Dumbledore staged this whole thing?
If they didn't find anything, Dumbledore would hold a grudge, and they might secretly die violently one day.
If they did find something, it would be even worse; they'd probably die violently on the spot.
Let whoever wants to do this job do it!
Just as the few of them were about to start arguing, Fudge showed an expression of disappointment.
"You guys, sigh, stupid, truly stupid."
"Why did I hire you to be my advisors?"
"Isn't this matter very simple?"
Fudge stated his method.
"The things in Dumbledore's vault should have tracking spells or something similar."
"At the very least, with Dumbledore's magical attainments, he should be able to easily find traces."
"We'll just ask Dumbledore to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic Aurors' investigation and cast spells to locate the items he lost."
"If Dumbledore refuses to cooperate, or makes excuses that the tracking spells have failed or he can't find clues, then everything will be revealed."
Everyone present couldn't help but clap their hands in admiration upon hearing this.
"Brilliant, truly brilliant!"
"We'll go invite Dumbledore right away and ask him to cast the spell on the spot to locate the missing items!"
...
Meanwhile, in the room at the Leaky Cauldron, Charle, who had already ordered dragon ingredients from the Romanian Dragon Reserve, breathed a sigh of relief.
Once the dragon ingredients arrived, he would have another large source of deduction points.
Coupled with the various treasures looted from Dumbledore's vault, his deduction points would become abundant again.
As for whether to deduce the Dragon Language Magic - Roar of Power or other magical knowledge, he hadn't made up his mind yet.
"Forget it, let's eat first..."
"I only have eighty thousand deduction points left, not even a hundred thousand. I feel very insecure."
"Also, the things I took from Dumbledore's vault might have tracking spells, or Dumbledore might have a way to track them. It's better to deal with them."
"Just right, the Magical Animagus also gave me another use..."
A strange look appeared in Charle's eyes as he activated the Magical Animagus in the room.
In an instant, a nearly five-meter-long dragon filled the room to the brim.
Charle transformed into this form not for combat, but for eating.
His human form's eating efficiency was too low; even if he continuously shoveled food into his mouth, he could only eat a few bites at a time.
But transforming into a dragon was different. In this form, when Charle opened his mouth, it was enough to swallow a small lamb in one bite! If he had the dragon heart he obtained earlier, he wouldn't even need to use the laser spell to cut it; he could just swallow it whole!
The same applied to the spoils from Dumbledore's vault.
Something that would take half a day to eat in human form would only take one bite for Charle in dragon form.
The next moment, his claws hooked the package containing the contents of Dumbledore's vault.
To be safe and ensure all traces were eliminated, Charle swallowed the package along with its contents.
After the package entered his stomach, the mechanical prompts from Deep Blue started flooding the screen like an explosion.
Charle's deduction points total began to climb wildly from eighty thousand, the numbers blurring into a smear.
When the numbers finally became clear, the total deduction points stopped at a single figure.
"Six hundred and seventy thousand?!"
Charle couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
A wave of nearly six hundred thousand deduction points?
And this was without the Philosopher's Stone!
If the Philosopher's Stone had also been in the vault, that six hundred thousand would probably have at least one zero added to it!
By then, would Charle still be worried about not having enough deduction points?
Charle's eyes were practically green.
"The Philosopher's Stone, I really want to take a bite and taste it."
In his mind, he was already planning how to get the Philosopher's Stone in his first year.
"Besides the Philosopher's Stone, there are quite a few good things at Hogwarts."
"The Mirror of Erised, if I smash it and chew on it, it should be similar to shaved ice, crunchy and icy."
"And the Three-Headed Dog, that thing is also fierce, even Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, couldn't do anything about it and had to go find Hagrid to find out the Three-Headed Dog's weakness."
"If I went and took a bite of the Three-Headed Dog every day, I should be able to eat for a long time."
"And the Devil's Snare, hiss, if I found a place to cultivate it on a large scale, wouldn't that be awesome?"
"Of course, there's also the Diadem in the Room of Requirement, eating that might not be any worse than the Philosopher's Stone."
Thinking about these things, Charle was filled with anticipation for life at Hogwarts and couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
...
At this moment, in a room on the first floor of the Leaky Cauldron, various Confundus Charms and defensive spells enveloped it, their intensity even making Old Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, forget he had such a room.
Quirrell was full of suspicion, always feeling that there was some movement from upstairs.
It was like a series of low dragon roars.
"Master, did you hear anything?"
"Don't you think that what's living upstairs isn't human?"
The next moment, Voldemort let out an angry rebuke.
"You idiot, you woke me up just to tell some horror story, do you think you're funny?"
"Not human? Then what's living upstairs?"
Quirrell let out a scream.
"A Dragon, I think there's a Dragon living upstairs!"
"Master, I'm serious!"
A moment later, the pain on Quirrell's body receded like a tide.
He was a little disbelieving, how could Voldemort's punishment time be so short this time?
Then, he rarely heard Voldemort's slightly gentler voice.
"Quirrell..."
"Go to St. Mungo's Hospital and buy some potions, replenish your brain, and get a good night's sleep."
"After all, I, Voldemort, am not a devil, if your brain is broken, where will I live now?"
Quirrell was stunned for a moment.
"My brain is going to break?"
"Since the Master said so, it must be true, no wonder I suddenly felt like there was a Dragon living upstairs, so it turns out my brain is going to break!"
"No, I have to hurry to St. Mungo's Hospital to buy potions..."
"Sigh, if only Hogwarts was starting now, I could go find Professor Snape and ask him to prescribe some medicine for my brain."
...
At the same time, in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, several Ministry of Magic Aurors were politely asking Dumbledore to locate the missing items so they could go investigate.
Dumbledore readily agreed to this.
But when he waved the Elder Wand, his expression subtly changed.
Because in his senses, his locating charm seemed to be gone?
The magical traces of those things had all disappeared from this world?
How was this possible, the locating charms on those things were all personally added by him.
As long as they still existed in this world, even if they were placed in a trunk with an Undetectable Extension Charm cast on it, he could still locate them.
How could they be gone now?
Dumbledore, still unconvinced, quickly waved his wand again.
But this time, the spell was like a stone sinking into the sea, just as it had been before.
Noticing Dumbledore's expression and actions, the faces of the Aurors also changed, and they exchanged knowing glances.
In their hearts, they were filled with immense admiration for Fudge.
They truly hadn't expected that Minister Fudge, who usually seemed so incompetent, was actually a man of great wisdom hidden behind a facade of foolishness.
Could he really be a genius?!
At this moment, Dumbledore looked embarrassed.
"To be honest, I don't know what's going on. The locating spell seems to have failed."
The Aurors also smiled.
"It's alright, it's okay. We'll use other methods to search."
As they left, one Auror couldn't help but turn back and give Dumbledore a deep look.
"Headmaster, I think from today onwards, I truly understand you."
"Thank you for teaching me this valuable lesson."
Dumbledore watched the departing Aurors, completely bewildered.
"???"
"No, what did I do?"
Upon returning to the Minister for Magic's office, the Aurors were also eager to report the matter to Fudge.
For a moment, everyone in the office looked at Fudge with expressions of complete admiration.
"Minister!"
"Brilliant, brilliant!"
"Dumbledore's acting was seen through by the Minister long ago."
"Heh, the locating spell failed? Even the mysterious person wouldn't find it that easy to make Dumbledore's locating spell fail, would they?"
"Could it be that it was eaten by some monster, directly digested and decomposed, leaving no trace? Who are you trying to fool!"
The advisors looked at Fudge with a hint of fanaticism.
"Then Minister, what should we do next?"
Fudge pondered for a moment, then remembered Charle's matter. His eyes flashed, and he revealed an expression of having the victory in hand.
"Since we already know that Dumbledore is working against us, and we also know that this old bee, who appears kind and benevolent, is actually capable of robbing the vault to balance the books and lining his own pockets, then it's easy to handle."
"If he were a saint, we would have no way, but since he has selfish desires and material wants, we might as well use his selfishness to dig a pit for him."
"Everyone knows about Charle Evans's matter. His reimbursement amount is too strange. I was still wondering how he managed to exploit the loopholes in the magical agreement, and now I suddenly understand..."
"Dumbledore, it must be him again! With him making a move, wouldn't breaking the Ministry of Magic's magical agreement be effortless?"
"Charle is just a child, how much can he eat? How could he reimburse so much money? It must be Dumbledore, that greedy old bee, pulling strings behind the scenes!"
Just then, an owl flew in from outside the window, bringing a bill from Romania.
The exaggerated amount on the bill made the advisor who received it gasp in astonishment, unable to help but exclaim.
"Damn!"
"Ten dragons?"
"Every month?!"
"Dumbledore must be crazy!"
"Minister, we absolutely cannot allow such blatant robbery!"
Fudge, however, burst into laughter, his face full of disdain.
"No, we must allow it."
"Heaven intends to destroy it, it must first make it mad."
"Dumbledore dares to use the magical agreement to reimburse for ten dragons every month now, what will he do in the future?"
"Charle hasn't even entered Hogwarts yet, and Dumbledore dares to do this. When Charle enters Hogwarts, and is on his territory, Dumbledore will definitely become even more insane."
"At that time, it will be the time for us to expose Dumbledore's true face."
"As for now... isn't it just ten dragons?"
"As long as we can eliminate Dumbledore's threat in one fell swoop, the price is worth it!"
"From now on, Charle Evans's reimbursement forms, approved, all approved!"
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