Kyle knocked on the door and Bones' voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Compared to when Fudge was there, the minister's office had become much simpler. The gorgeous and exquisitely crafted rowan wood desk was gone, replaced by a very ordinary table.

The material and shape are the same as those used in other offices, the only difference is that it is much larger.

There is no way around this. If the desk is small, it may not be able to accommodate all those piles of documents and materials.

Hearing the footsteps, Bones raised his head subconsciously.

"Kyle? I didn't expect it to be you," she said. "Why, are you ready to get back to work?"

"It may take a while." Kyle said, "This is why I came here."

As he spoke, he placed a button, a galleon and a Sickle on the table.

"What's this?"

"A summons item suitable for use by Aurors," said Kyle.

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that Scrimgeour came to see me about this last week." Bones rubbed his temple. "There have been too many things going on recently, but your message parchment has started to be used, and the feedback from the Ministry is very good."

"That's good."

"Why three?" Bones looked at the things on the table. "Buttons and Galleons look a lot more convenient than parchment. Do you want me to pick one?"

“No, all three of them.” Kyle pointed at Garlon and Sikor and said, “These are just like parchment paper. As long as you say the correct password, you can communicate with the person holding the Garlon through Sikor.

"The Sikor is for the Aurors out on the road. There are many of them. Galleon only has two, which are prepared for the Minister and Scrimgeour... But if there is still a need, I can make more. However, the anti-peeping runes inside are quite complicated. It will probably take about three to five days."

"What kind of anti-peeping magic is there?" Bones asked seriously.

"A lot." Kyle thought for a moment, "Password magic, tracking magic, contract magic, name magic, voice magic... In short, once the user is determined, it cannot be changed, and no one else can use it."

"The confidentiality effect is good." Bones nodded, "What are their functions?"

"Each Xiko has a number. Garlon can talk to all Xikos, but Xikos can only contact Garlon and cannot contact other Xikos."

"Oh, that's great," Bones said. She picked up the Galleon on the table and weighed it. Then she asked curiously, "Are these real? I don't think so."

"Of course not." Kyle shook his head, "Real Garonseko has specific fairy magic, I can't imitate it, this is transfiguration.

I think this is the most common thing. Even if ordinary people see it, they would not think it is used for communication. "

"Good, what about this one?" Bones looked at the button beside him.

"This... let's just say it's a magical signal." Kyle thought about how to explain it, "It means that the button can be transformed into a brooch or an Auror badge, and then sewn on the collar.

"Normally, when an Auror uses a communication coin, in order to hear clearly, the distance should not exceed three feet from the chest. Within this range, the magical signal can keep the call open."

“What if it exceeds that?”

“Then you’ll hear noise.”

"Is there such a restriction?" Bones frowned, and his satisfaction level suddenly dropped.

Although the three-foot distance does not affect normal use, it is still a limitation and still makes her feel a little troublesome.

"No, not a restriction, it's insurance." Kyle shook his finger.

"We can change our thinking. If we hear noise, it means that the message coin has been taken away."

Bones raised his head sharply and instantly understood what Kyle meant.

"You mean, this button can confirm whether it is one of our own people holding... um, the communication coin."

"Yes, although it is not absolute, it should be fine in most cases." Kyle said with a smile, "But there is another prerequisite, that is, this button must be kept secret from the Aurors. As long as they don't know, the Death Eater traitor will also not know that we have such a safety precaution."

"It's a perfect plan..." Bones tapped the table with his fingers, and without much thought, he decided directly: "It just so happens that the Aurors don't have something that can confirm the identity. I originally thought it was unnecessary, but now it happens to be useful... Just badges, which will be issued uniformly by the Ministry of Magic."

"Actually, I think a work badge would be fine too. You have to wear it to enter and leave the Ministry of Magic."

"But we have already set up name magic and a developing mirror at the entrance. Isn't it redundant to make another work card?"

"To confuse the audience." Kyle explained, "Everyone wears one, only the Aurors are special. This way it will not arouse suspicion. Anyway, this thing is not difficult to make. It can be done in an hour or two."

“Very thoughtful.”

"The only question is whether the Ministry of Magic agrees."

"Don't worry about that. I can issue a notice right away and it will be implemented by everyone before the end of get off work today." Bones raised his head and looked at Kyle with admiration. "Don't you really want to consider coming back to work? I can give you a raise."

"I'm timid." Kyle said with a smile, rejecting her request.

"Okay, I understand." Bones didn't say anything else. She glanced at the small objects on the table and suddenly laughed, "I heard Susan mention it before. What she talked about most at home was the business that your gang did in Hogwarts."

"Partners," Kyle corrected him. "Gang doesn't sound very nice. We are all doing legitimate business."

"Okay, I was wrong." Bones waved his hand. "I remember there were things like maps that could automatically find their way, exam amulets, and Quidditch cheering props."

"Well, there were some other little things," Kyle said. "I was still a kid at the time, so I just earned some pocket money."

"Then you guys make a lot of money." Bones raised his eyebrows. "Susan gave you most of her pocket money."

"Not much." Kyle shook his head quickly. "The cost is high. We only earn a little hard work fee. At most, we can buy some candy."

"Really?" Bones teased, "Does anyone still do business this way?"

"As long as we make friends, making money doesn't matter," Kyle said.

"In that case." Bones' eyes were restrained, and he put on a businesslike attitude, "Well, now let's discuss the reward. Are you willing to make friends with the Ministry of Magic?"

"ah?"

Kyle was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

He was a little confused just now, not understanding why Bones suddenly talked about things at school, and he didn't expect him to be waiting here.

Amelia Bones, she wasn't like this before.

How nice it was when she was the director of the Law Enforcement Department. Everyone knew that she was fair and honest. But now she has become... mean and vicious.

In order to save some money, he actually used this method to cheat himself, a student... Well, he has already graduated and can't be considered a student.

But she doesn't have to pay for it herself, as it's paid through the department's account.

Sure enough, the position of Minister of Magic can easily change a person's character.

"To be honest, I'm very satisfied with what you brought." Bones smiled at Kyle's changing expression and asked, "How are you going to transfer it to the Ministry of Magic?

"Listen carefully. I'm talking about transfer. In other words, you can't sell this product in any form, even if it's similar."

"That's another price," Kyle said.

"I'm discussing this with you." Bones stood up. "I can think of two ways for now. The first is to buy it directly with money."

"How much can the Ministry of Magic give?" Kyle asked.

"Five hundred Galleons."

"A little less." Kyle frowned.

If you just want to buy these few things, don't even mention five hundred, fifty Galleons will do, it's a friendly price.

He spent more than half a month researching this thing and tried nearly a thousand different magic formulas.

This is a magic phone.

Kyle was sure that in the wizarding world where communication was mostly done by owls, the conversation function alone would make him a fortune.

Not to mention the confidentiality feature that comes with it.

Take "Galon" for example, it is a combination of seventeen different magic formulas and six advanced magic symbols superimposed on each other.

Unless Nicolas Flamel or Dumbledore came, eavesdropping would be impossible! So 500 Galleons was not a little less, but too much less. It was no exaggeration to say that it was robbery.

He said this just to give Bones face.

"I know." Bones glanced at Kyle, "But you also know that the Ministry of Magic can't give out too many Galleons right now."

"I can accept an IOU," Kyle said calmly. "As long as it's not more than ten years."

"How is the interest calculated?" Bones asked.

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"It's too formal to say that." Kyle waved his hand. "Susan and I are friends, and she's also an old customer of mine."

“So there’s no need to pay interest?”

"The interest rate will be based on Gringotts's standards."

Bones' expression froze, and he subconsciously said, "Then what did you say, Susan?"

"We should emphasize that we are friends." Kyle said as a matter of course: "When doing business, we should always find some topics that can bring us closer together. You will feel more comfortable spending your money."

"So you're talking to me?" Bones pointed at himself.

"Yeah, I can't be the one to suffer a loss."

Looking at Kyle's self-righteous look, Bones felt a little annoyed. She suddenly didn't appreciate the young wizard in front of her so much.

"Just tell me how much money you need."

"Well, I'll take the loss." Kyle gritted his teeth, took a piece of parchment, and wrote a string of numbers on it. "This number will do."

Bones glanced down.

Originally, when she heard Kyle say "suffer a little loss", she still had some hope.

But the next second, when she saw the string of '0's on the parchment, she almost gasped.

"Ten thousand Galleons, are you crazy? This is impossible!" She almost roared. "Just a few trinkets, how can they be worth so much money."

"No, it's not ten thousand, it's one hundred thousand." Kyle corrected: "Minister, you may not know much about alchemy... Of course, this is normal, after all, Hogwarts doesn't teach this, but this is the current market situation.

"And think about it carefully. This is something that can compete with the Owl Post Office. Do you think 100,000 Galleons can buy the Owl Post Office?"

“This is different.”

"They are both transmitting information, what's the difference? In fact, this form of phone calls is even more convenient and efficient."

Bones fell silent.

Kyle smiled.

In fact, he confused a concept. Even if this kind of communication coin really became popular, it would not be able to replace the owl post office. At least when Hogwarts sent out admission letters every year, it would definitely choose to use owls.

Moreover, due to Kyle's current attainments in alchemy, this kind of thing has a distance limit. It can only be used in the UK at most. If it is farther away, it will be just scrap metal.

But he didn't say these things, and Bones didn't know either.

Again, Bones might be good in other areas, but alchemy... she's really not good enough.

This is also the drawback of Hogwarts education. Alchemy, such an important subject, does not even have an elective course. However, in Beauxbatons, the importance of alchemy is almost the same as that of the main course.

Bones lowered his head and thought for a while.

"I must remind you that this is to deal with You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters."

As if he felt that reasoning was no longer feasible, Bones chose another way... climbing the moral mountain.

"I know, that's why I said you can write an IOU." Kyle had expected this to happen, and said calmly, "You can use it first and pay it back slowly after the matter is over. I still believe in Ms. Bones's character."

Bones' eyes twitched, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

"Perhaps we can choose another way." She said in a deep voice: "How about considering this as your achievement? When you return to work at the Ministry of Magic, it will be your contribution, and it may even allow you to be promoted to Deputy Minister in one step.

"As you know, Dolores was tortured three times by the Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse. She suffered great mental trauma and has been in a coma at St. Mungo's. The Ministry of Magic just happens to be short of a deputy minister."

"Wait..." Kyle believed what Bones had said and asked, "The Cruciatus Curse...didn't I remember it was used twice?"

"There was another time that has not been announced." Bones sighed, "That was the day Fudge died. Weren't there many people sent to St. Mungo's for treatment?"

"Yes, I was there that day," Kyle said, "but what does that have to do with it?"

"Listen to me." Bones continued, "One of them was under the Death Eater Imperius Curse. While receiving treatment, he suddenly attacked and used the Cruciatus Curse on Dolores, who was in the same ward with him."

"What does he want..." Kyle was a little confused, "After attacking St. Mungo's, are the Death Eaters so sure they won't get hurt?"

In the British wizarding world, St. Mungo's has always been a neutral place. No matter how fierce the fighting between the Death Eaters, the Order of the Phoenix, and the Ministry of Magic was, they all deliberately bypassed that place.

St. Mungo's never cares about the identity of the people who come in. They will treat injured Aurors as well as Death Eaters.

This is a common practice. After all, everyone wants to leave a way out for themselves.

Even more than a decade ago, when Voldemort was at his most powerful, the Death Eaters only monitored St. Mungo's, not controlled it.

Kyle even suspected that Voldemort's resurrection prescription might have been obtained from St. Mungo's... Of course, it was just a suspicion, and he believed that Dean Sassia would not give such a thing to Voldemort.

"Finally, the Aurors found out that it was just a misunderstanding." Bones said, "The Death Eater who used the Imperius Curse might have wanted to cause us some trouble. His order was to attack the people around him and create chaos during the rescue. He didn't know that he had been sent to St. Mungo's.

"Including the Ministry of Magic, where two people suddenly attacked, but they were quickly controlled, and the one at St. Mungo's... um... the healer was very busy that day."

Bones' eyes looked a little vague.

"So Umbridge is simply unlucky?"

"That's right." Bones nodded, "Remember to keep it a secret and don't tell anyone else. We need some voices that can boost morale right now."

"I understand," Kyle agreed.

"So, what's your decision?" Bones asked, "Do you want to be the deputy minister?"

"Right now?"

"We need to observe for a while longer," Bones said. "The deputy minister's position is of great importance and it is not something that can be decided by just a few words from me."

"Then I'll take the Galleons." Kyle decisively threw away the pancake.

"But the Ministry of Magic doesn't have that much money, and even if it did, it's impossible to use it all to buy a few communication items."

"You can write an IOU."

After going around in circles, things are back to the beginning.

(End of this chapter)