All I Need Is a Piece of Paper, a Pen, and a Minute (Continued)

However, before he could curse out loud, Black went on:

"Since that's the case, put up the most precious thing you have..."

"Wh-what is it?" Shafik suddenly felt a chill of terror.

Black pointed at Shafik's purple-red wizard robes.

"I don't want your money. I want to bet on your position. If you lose, you resign. How about it?"

"An Order of Merlin, First Class, plus all my reputation, in exchange for your seat as a member of the Wizengamot. That isn't too much, is it? In fact, you're already getting a huge bargain!"

Shafik's face turned green.

The Goblins had spent a vast amount of money to raise him back up from a ruined nobody. What had all of it been for?

Of course, it was so he could become a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic, a member of the Wizengamot!

That way, they would have their own man inside the Ministry of Magic!

Now, every month, the Goblins deposited a sum of Galleons into his vault at Gringotts. The reason was his current position.

If he lost that position, then to the Goblins, he would be nothing but trash.

And the Shafik of now would once again become the down-and-out Shafik he had been in the beginning!

The revival of his family would once again become nothing more than a dream bubble!

To plant people inside the Ministry of Magic, the Goblins had paid a tremendous price!

As far as he knew, besides him, there were others the Goblins had arranged to get in.

He simply did not know who those people were.

In other words, he was not the only one.

The Goblins could abandon him at any time!

The stake Black had proposed was meant to dig out his very roots!

Shafik instinctively wanted