Until now, Black's bounty is still valid, and this bounty has been completed. Even if the Ministry of Magic wants to regret it, it is already too late.

Fudge didn't dare to do that. Once he did, God knows what would happen.

"That's it for Blake."

Fudge combed his hair absently with his fingers, walked to the fireplace and said to Dumbledore: "The Ministry of Magic may summon Black at any time to ask him to cooperate with further investigations."

After saying that, the Aurors took Peter Pettigrew into the rising green flames and disappeared directly into the principal's office.

"Mr. Anderson, you successfully saved an innocent life." Dumbledore said gently.

"You're welcome, this is just a transaction, you use money to do things, that's all." Albert raised his head and said to the portrait of Phineas: "When Blake wakes up, remember to ask him to remit five thousand galleons to me.

In the Gringotts vault."

"What's going on with five thousand galleons?" Hagrid looked at Albert in shock.

"Mr. Phineas paid me five thousand galleons to capture Peter Pettigrew and clear Black's wrongdoing." Albert explained.

"I will convince him." Phineas looked very complicated.

"No one can deny me Galleons." Albert said calmly.

"When did you start doubting Peter's identity?" Dumbledore asked curiously, as if he had not heard the conversation between Albert and Phineas.

"A long time ago, I had doubts about the rat named Scabbers. It was originally Percy's pet. It was said that he lived a long time and later became Ron's pet. It is very abnormal for a rat to be more than five or six years old.

Later, I happened to see Peter Pettigrew's name on a map through the Human Traces Charm." Albert shrugged and continued, "Later, Hermione's cat chased Ron's spots, and I

I started to wonder if he could be Peter Pettigrew. Well, don’t look at me like that. If I hadn’t suspected that Peter was still alive, I would have captured Black and traded him for Galleons.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "However, you have offended the Ministry of Magic very badly now. I dare say they will not give you Black's bounty," Phineas gloated.

reminded, "Fudge looks like he wants to tear you to pieces."

"It doesn't matter, Fudge will be kicked out of office soon." Albert said nonchalantly: "The other one is a short-lived ghost and will die in a few years."

"As for the bounty, Fudge didn't pay for it. The Ministry of Magic will have to pay it back sooner or later." Albert said calmly, "No one can turn away my Galleons, not even the Ministry of Magic. That's right.

If you get Hagrid, take Black to the school hospital first and give him this by the way."

After Hagrid carried Black to the school hospital, Albert said to Dumbledore: "Can you help me deliver this letter to Fudge."

"About the bounty?" Dumbledore asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"No." Albert smiled, "It's a fair transaction and he won't suffer a loss."

"What happened to stepping down?" Dumbledore asked as he took the letter from Albert.

"I don't know, Fudge will be ousted by everyone in a few years, and his successor will be Scrimgeour. However, that guy is a short-lived ghost and died soon after taking over." Albert thought for a while and added

, "If Scrimgeour wants to know how he died, you can ask him to come to me. For only a thousand Galleons, I can help him make a prophecy."

"You will definitely become an excellent businessman." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"No, this is just a transaction. I predict for the other party, and he pays galleons." Albert shrugged, "It's like I tell you the result of the prediction, and you deliver a letter for me."

"That makes sense." Dumbledore nodded and walked towards the fireplace, disappearing into the blazing flames.

Ministry of Magic, Minister's Office.

Fudge looked at Dumbledore who walked into his office, suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Anderson gave you a letter, saying that he is ready to make a deal with you." Dumbledore placed Albert's letter in front of Fudge.

"letter?"

When Dumbledore mentioned Albert, the expression on Fudge's face became even uglier, but he still opened the letter and quickly glanced at the contents. His expression was a little dull. He had just returned from Hogwarts. Fudge was sure

The guy didn't have time to write this letter.

In other words, the letter had been written from the beginning, and the other party had already expected that the Ministry of Magic had no intention of giving 10,000 Galleons.

"He, I mean, is that guy really a prophet?" Fudge looked at the letter that started to burn and eventually turned into a pile of ashes with a gloomy expression.

"It is said that Mr. Anderson can see into the future through the crystal ball, so he easily caught Black." Dumbledore said.

"I agreed."

After Fudge squeezed out a few words from his mouth, he seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped down in the armchair. After reading this letter, Fudge only felt like a fool, being played around like a monkey by the other party, but

Fudge knew he had no choice and could not refuse Albert's proposal.
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