"I'm not entirely sure either. I only heard Percy say that the Minister seemed to be planning to confiscate the assets those vicious, heinous Death Eaters left in Gringotts vaults."
Cedric had been equally shocked when he first heard about it. After all, nothing like this had ever happened since Britain's Ministry of Magic was founded.
"By your logic, Kingsley would get his head slammed in a door that very day," Albert said irritably.
Forget capitalist societies—if this sort of mess happened in any other country, they would still have to sacrifice someone and send Kingsley to his death.
Cedric froze, clearly not expecting Albert to make such a humorous remark. But he quickly realized Albert was not joking and said in disbelief, "Surely... it wouldn't come to that?"
"What are the limits?" Albert asked directly.
He did not believe Kingsley would do something so foolish.
Cedric thought for a moment. "I think it's those without direct descendants or collateral relatives within three generations."
"That explains it. With those three red lines in place, it wouldn't be easy to cross every one of them. It's no surprise the pure-bloods compromised. After all, if they crossed all of them, no one would come out to object." Albert swiftly drew his conclusion from the clues Cedric had provided.
This was most likely the result of negotiations and mutual compromise between both sides.
The problem now was that Gringotts' goblins were difficult to handle. That was why Kingsley had asked Cedric to seek out Albert and hear his opinion on the matter.
"This isn't particularly difficult to deal with." In an exceptionally calm tone, Albert said something that sent chills down Cedric's spine. "A goblin rebellion would easily solve all the trouble. Once the goblins' rebellion fails, they will naturally have to pay