The Wild Genes Hidden Within Menethil

"Well... as you all know, this is our family headquarters, so it's quite normal to set up some magical traps to prevent thieves or the like from sneaking in."

But rest assured, we've already deactivated most of the magical traps beforehand. There might be a few left that we missed, but they're mostly minor traps with no real destructive power... probably.

Although the person in charge didn't know what had actually happened, that didn't stop him from making things up.

To prevent accidental harm to friendly forces, no trigger-based magical traps were set up within the headquarters. There were only some Warning Barrier.

So he was completely baffled as to where the illusion had suddenly appeared from.

But such trivial matters can be put aside for now; there are more important things waiting for him to deal with.

"So, everyone, who would like to come and settle the bill?"

The person in charge looked at the Auror in front of him with a smile, their faces as pale as paper.

"Check out? Check out what bill?"

The Auror captain in charge of the operation looked puzzled.

They didn't come to shop, and they didn't buy anything, so why should they pay?

"You're so funny. Of course, it's to settle the score for the buildings you guys just damaged."

Don't forget, we agreed beforehand that the Menethil Family would cooperate with your actions, but you must not damage our property; otherwise, you will have to pay for it.

"... But all of this was caused by your illusion traps!"

"Captain Auror argued."

The organization's annual budget is limited, and as a qualified member of the organization, he should do his best to save money for the organization.

Most importantly, the Menethil Family is the culprit behind this turmoil, a consensus that has been reached among the upper echelons of the Magical Congress.

Now all that's left is for them to send the evidence back, and the Auror, which has been poised for battle, will rush in and crush the Menethil Family.

At this critical moment, not only did he fail to discover any clues about the Menethil Family's illegal activities, but he also sent a bill back immediately.

He doesn't want to spend the rest of his life squatting in the toilet cleaning toilets!

"How about... I give you a 20% discount?"

The person in charge relented.

Upon seeing that there was room for negotiation, the Auror captain's eyes lit up instantly.

He suddenly realized that he could negotiate the price down to a level he could afford, and then pay for it out of his own pocket.

In this way, once they find the evidence and severely punish Menethil, he can get back all the money he spent today, with interest!

At that time, he will not only gain credit, but also receive a large sum of money!

Based on his understanding of market prices, he should be able to afford it if he negotiates the compensation down to 50%.

Judging from the other party's "weak" attitude, this should not be a difficult task.

However, what the Auror captain, who was full of enthusiasm and eager to make a fortune, didn't know was that even if he managed to negotiate the price down by 10%, he still wouldn't be able to afford it.

It wasn't that the Auror actually damaged any valuable items, but rather that the person in charge never intended to take the money.

Are you kidding me? Would the Menethil Family be short of money?

Rather than seeking compensation from the Auror, the person in charge preferred to use this opportunity to cause trouble for these uninvited Auror.

Thanks to his family's previous strategy, he'd been quite idle lately. If this continued, his sophistry skills would practically deteriorate. It was a good opportunity to use these seemingly dim-witted Auror to hone his skills.

Although he didn't know the specific details, Bell could tell from his sister's bright smile that those poor guys must have been thoroughly tormented.

Of course, he didn't care about such trivial matters at all.

Does he really expect him to berate his own sister for the sake of those uninvited, rude guests?

Don't be silly, he was just dreaming at the time, otherwise he probably would have gone with his sister to tease those Auror.

In contrast, Bell was more concerned about another sentence in Shanna's words.

"Is the Niffler a scaredy-cat!?"

Just kidding, those money-grubbing little devils become incredibly audacious whenever they see something valuable.

They even dared to steal the brooch of the first Dark Lord, Grindelwald. Who else would dare to do that?

After debating for three hundred rounds with his sister about whether the Niffler timid, Bell, having eaten and drunk her fill, finally received a call from her father.

"Bell! What have you done?!"

As soon as the call was connected, William's deafening roar came through.

God knows how devastated he was after learning about what had happened in the American Wizarding World in the past two days.

He had always believed that there was no one in the world more troublesome than his wife.

Incidentally, it was precisely this aspect of his wife that attracted him, which is why he mustered all his courage back then to relentlessly pursue his wife, the "school bully."

Cough cough!

However, to William's surprise, that brat Bell actually surpassed his master!

That doesn't make sense!

According to Muggle genetic research, shouldn't a child have something called the 'chromosome' in their body, which comes from both parents...?

(This is what William saw in Bell's collection of Muggle books when he was bored.)

So after merging his and his wife's chromoplasty, shouldn't Bell be more cautious than his wife?

How could he not know that his chromosomal pituitary gland was so wild? How could it possibly "add fuel to the fire"?

"As expected, those Muggle without magic are just spouting nonsense!"

William, who had only a superficial understanding of genetics and related fields, thought angrily.

He was misled by those arguments (actually, he was mainly just upset), which is why he sent Bell to learn how to handle family affairs in the United States.

Otherwise, he should have realized long ago that Bell, who was capable of doing something as crazy as besieging Voldemort, would not be able to act honestly and cautiously.

"Looks like I've been really exhausted lately; my brain's gone haywire. I actually believed those Muggle fallacies and heresies."

After spending most of the day, William finally managed to shift most of the blame.

Then, after straightening his clothes, he slowly dialed Bell's contact number.

This brat has caused such a huge mess this time; they've finally got something on him.

If he didn't spray it all out, how could he justify the few strands of hair he'd accidentally pulled out earlier?

A middle-aged man's hair is very precious, you know!

After a few seconds of waiting, the call was connected. The moment William saw Bell, he unleashed a furious roar, a roar that had been building up for some time.

To make it even more effective, he even secretly cast a faint Sonorus to help him intimidate his son.