While officials from the British Ministry of Magic were meeting to discuss Harold's plan to set up a new bank, in the Greengrass family's manor, Auston Greengrass, Lucius Malfoy and Gilderoy Harold were also gathering together to drink afternoon tea.

However, Harold was obviously a little anxious at this time. He put the teacup in his hand aside, then took out a copy of the Daily Prophet from his arms and slapped it on the table, and said impatiently:

"You two, I have just told you that according to the information Bill Weasley gave me, this matter will be discussed and voted on at the British Ministry of Magic this afternoon. Don't you want to think of a solution?"

Hearing Harold's words, Auston Greengrass also put down the teacup in his hand and said slowly, "Mr. Harold, you must know that I take this matter as seriously as you do! After all, this is the first time that the master has entrusted me with such an important matter. You must know that in the Witch Party, if you don't do something well, you may not even have a chance to make amends!"

Hearing what Austin said, Harold said with a look of fear:

"I shouldn't be considered a member of your Wu Cui Party, right? You won't apply the rules of your Wu Cui Party to me, right?"

Hearing Harold's words, Austin shook his head slowly. Seeing this, Harold was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Austin continue:

"For wizards like you, the Witch Party is too lazy to set any rules. It's nothing more than an Avada Kedavra! By the way, you'd better pray that the Witch Party wizard who did it is in a good mood, otherwise, you may have to endure Cruciatus first."

Hearing Austin's words, beads of sweat were about to fall from Harold's face, and at this moment, Lucius stood up and said:

"Okay, Austin, don't scare him. Although Mr. Harold has a great reputation, he is not from a pure-blood family after all, let alone our twenty-eight sacred families. He has never seen much of the world, so it's no surprise that he is confused when encountering something like this."

Hearing Lucius' words, Harold wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he finally held back and said calmly: "So, Mr. Lucius Malfoy already knows what to do?"

Lucius Malfoy held his head high and said with some disdain, "Oh, this time, I'll show you the style of our pure-blood family! Originally, I was going to complete another task assigned to me by Wentworth, but since we both work for the Witch Party, I don't mind helping you out!"

Hearing Lucius' words, Harold was overjoyed. He immediately put aside the slight unhappiness he had just felt and began to flatter Lucius.

A moment later, Lucius picked up the Daily Prophet that Harold had placed on the table, and after leaving the Greengrass family manor, he Apparated directly to the British Ministry of Magic.

On the other side, as soon as Barty Crouch finished speaking, the whole scene fell silent. Not to mention the prestige of Barty Crouch himself, but also everyone present did not want to be accused of causing a conflict between wizards and goblins.

Immediately, the scene fell into chaos again, and many officials from the British Ministry of Magic gathered in twos and threes, whispering and talking.

Not only that, many officials stood up and publicly expressed their support for Barty Crouch's opinion.

In particular, Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office of the British Ministry of Magic, also stood up and said, "I agree with what Director Barty Crouch said. We Aurors of the British Ministry of Magic are not afraid of fighting. However, we do not approve of fighting meaninglessly, especially now that we are not ready to deal with both the Witch Party and the goblins at the same time."

Seeing this, Barty Crouch sat in his seat very calmly, showing an expected attitude.

Fudge sat at the very top, looking at the noisy crowd below, then looking at Barty Crouch not far away, who looked confident, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

You know, Barty Crouch is Foggy's real rival. If Barty Crouch Jr. had not joined the Death Eaters and confessed to it, which greatly affected Barty Crouch's reputation, Foggy would have no chance of getting the position of British Minister of Magic.

At this moment, Barty Crouch suddenly looked at Foggy and said expressionlessly, "Minister Foggy, please give an order to inform Harold that it is not the right time to establish the so-called Central Bank of the Wizarding World. Our British Ministry of Magic will not agree to him doing so!"

Seeing Barty Crouch's matter-of-fact expression, Ford suppressed his anger. Just when Ford wanted to ask Barty Crouch who was the Chairman of the British Ministry of Magic, Umbridge suddenly walked up to Ford, leaned down, and whispered in Ford's ear:

"Minister Foggy, Mr. Lucius Malfoy has made a surprise visit and would like to see you."

Hearing Umbridge's words, Fu Ge let out a long sigh and then said, "I have some things to deal with now. Regarding Harold's plan to set up a new bank, everyone should go back and think about it. We will decide tomorrow."

Then, without waiting for anyone else to say anything, Fu Ji immediately stood up and walked out quickly.

When Fucky returned to his office, he pushed the door open and walked in, which scared Lucius Malfoy who was about to get up to greet Fucky.

Lucius's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately said, "Who has angered the kindest Minister in the history of our British Ministry of Magic?"

Hearing Lucius' words, Fu Ji shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"Lucius, please stop mocking me! Today... Never mind, it's really hard to describe! I'm almost pissed off! Tell me, why did you come to see me today?"

Lucius smiled and glanced at Umbridge who was standing at the door. Seeing this, Umbridge tactfully walked out without waiting for Foggy to speak and closed the door for both of them.

Seeing Umbridge leave, Lucius took out a copy of the Daily Prophet from his handbag and handed it to Fudge.

Fu Ji understood what Lucius meant when he took the newspaper. He felt the hardness mixed in the newspaper and carefully felt its weight. Fu Ji immediately said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Lucius is indeed my confidant. I like reading newspapers and I never get tired of reading them!"

(End of this chapter)