Chapter 12: Chapter 12
Chapter 12: Auror Team, Meeting with Dumbledore
As the time approached, Cole revealed the reason for his visit today.
"Minister Fudge, I'm afraid we don't have enough manpower to rebuild the Ministry of Magic. Do we need help from the Black family?"
The Ministry of Magic failed to control Knockturn Alley, a breeding ground for darkness. Instead, Cole found an opportunity to seize it.
There are both white and black in the world, and no one from the Black family works in the Ministry of Magic.
The Wizengamot, the highest court in the wizarding world, consists of about fifty wizards, including the Minister of Magic and other senior officials, and Dumbledore is also among them.
Pure-blood families, regardless of their abilities, all have a place in it.
Cole inherited the Black family and naturally would become one of them in the future, but this was still not enough.
Fudge was not shocked when he heard the news. Although he had been promoted to the position by Dumbledore, he also knew that if the Ministry of Magic wanted to function normally, it could not do without the support of pure-blood families.
"Is that what Master Cole thinks? I can't decide this matter alone."
Fudge wouldn't let go easily. Although the current Ministry of Magic wasn't his own, he still had certain privileges.
"The Black family is willing to donate 50,000 gold galleons to help the Ministry of Magic complete its reconstruction. They can also send a team of wizards to become Aurors to help the Ministry of Magic capture Death Eaters. After all, they are experienced, right?"
Cole smiled. The people under his command were indeed experienced. Those who had just resolved the Lestrange family issue demonstrated their combat execution ability for all to see.
Fudge, hearing what Cole said, was of course willing to benefit. Galleons were hard currency.
As for Aurors, they had initially suffered heavy casualties, had hard work that no one was willing to do, and the pay was low.
"Of course, I will pay the Auror salaries for the Black family, and the Ministry of Magic need not worry about it."
Cole added fuel to the fire.
Fudge, this fool, thought that since outsiders didn't know about this, he could take advantage of it again.
"Ha-ha-ha, thank you, Mr. Cole, for your efforts. The Ministry of Magic will always remember the Black family's help."
Without waiting for the secretary to serve the black tea, Cole settled the matter and walked out of the room under Fudge's gaze.
Back home, Cole told John about the matter. Wright was more reliable, but John was more suitable for this position.
Thus, John and his pair of wizards from the Black family became working Aurors in the Ministry of Magic.
As for the reaction from the outside world, not everyone is as foolish as Fudge, but no one dares to say anything.
For half a month, Cole focused on the reconstruction of Knockturn Alley, while Meira, except for going to the room with Cole at night, spent her days in the basement studying potions.
After integrating the resources of the Black family, Cole realized how many businesses Sirius had lost.
The family's dragon farm, three potion estates, and shops in Hogsmeade village were all managed by outsiders.
These outsiders were none other than Hogwarts, and the person handling it was none other than the famous white wizard Dumbledore.
Cole was so angry that he really wanted to break into Azkaban and kill Sirius.
Outside Hogwarts, Cole stood in black wizard robes trimmed with gold.
This school of magic in England stands next to the Black Lake.
Looking at the school in his memory, Cole couldn't help but sigh. The four legendary wizards were indeed powerful to find such a place.
"Mr. Black, long time no see."
It was Professor McGonagall who spoke. This strict professor looked at him softly.
"Professor McGonagall, I haven't seen you for many years, but you're still as before."
Earlier, Cole had sent a letter to Dumbledore requesting a visit, but he was unexpectedly greeted by Professor McGonagall.
"Come with me, Dumbledore is waiting for you."
Hogwarts wasn't on vacation yet, and students could be seen playing and arguing along the way. This group of little wizards was experiencing their best time in the ivory tower.
Passing the moving stairs, Cole looked at the portraits on the wall. Many ghosts flew around, joking with the little wizard.
Arriving at Dumbledore's office, Professor McGonagall tapped her wand on the statue at the door.
"Pile of cockroaches."
Professor McGonagall looked helplessly at Cole. It was obvious that Cole also knew the old man's special preferences.
Cole entered alone, and Professor McGonagall left directly.
As soon as Cole entered, he saw Dumbledore sitting at his desk eating snacks.
"Oh, Cole, come and taste the delicacy. This is my favorite snack, but I can't eat more now. As you know, the old man's teeth aren't what they used to be."
"Headmaster, you still like sweets so much."
Cole came to the table and sat down, glancing at the Phoenix not far away. Fawkes was cleaning his feathers and didn't care about anything else.
"I still remember how you were in Slytherin. How time flies, Cole."
Cole smiled inwardly, Dumbledore remembered the timid and helpless Cole, not him.
"My time at Hogwarts was the happiest moment."
Dumbledore stood there with a smile on his face. Of course, he knew about Cole. He was just a headmaster, so he couldn't care about every student, right?
His attention was entirely focused on Riddle.
"Cole, now that you're back, forget about the past and move on, right?"
"You're right."
Cole suppressed his gaze and refused to look at the group of struggling cockroaches on the plate.
"You've done a lot during this time, Cole. With you in the Black family, Sirius will feel at ease."
Cole knew that Old Bee had been paying attention to matters in the wizarding world, and it was impossible for his actions to be hidden from the white wizard.
At the same time, he also knows that as long as he doesn't touch the principal's bottom line, he will never take action against you.
The magical self-restraint may be that Dumbledore's heart has been constrained since the first Dark Lord.
"I just want to make the Black family stronger. As for anything else, I'm not interested. My senior colleague has chosen the wrong path."
Cole directly stated that he had no interest in learning from Voldemort. The senior colleague had split his soul, and his brains were destroyed.
What terrorist attacks?
"That's good. I'll have to rely on you young people from now on. I'm already old. Maybe one day I'll go see Merlin."
Cole didn't believe what Old Bee said. What does old mean? Dumbledore can live for at least several more decades.
Many people in the wizarding world can live for hundreds of years, and Dumbledore's abilities can also do it. Don't underestimate any top wizard.
"Headmaster, I came today to ask you for help."
"Oh, I know. It's a pity that no young man wants to listen to an old man talk about the past."
Dumbledore's slightly cloudy eyes under his glasses stared at Cole, and an inexplicable pressure filled the room.
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