After the hearing, Lin Ze went out from the side door and was stopped by Fudge in the corridor.
"Team Leader Lin, what happened this time is all thanks to you." Fudge rubbed his hands, and the smile on his face became much more natural than before.
"By the way, I have something to tell you. Malfoy asked me to ask if you have time recently. He wants to meet you."
Lin Ze buttoned up his coat and glanced at Fudge.
"Ask him to come to Group Three's office tomorrow afternoon."
After Fudge left, Lin Ze stood in the corridor for a while.
He was actually not too surprised.
People like Malfoy don't put their eggs in one basket. They agreed so simply in the manor, partly because they were forced, and partly because they were making a bet.
Now the White Raven Chamber of Commerce line has been uprooted. People in Wizengamot who were involved with him have either joined Azkaban or been deprived of their official positions. He doesn't have many cards left in his hand.
When Lin Ze returned to Group Three's office, Ben was putting his feet up on the table and chewing an apple. When he came in, he asked vaguely what the outcome of the hearing was.
"Sentenced Azkaban to life imprisonment."
Ben whistled, lowered his head and continued busy with his work.
Malfoy arrived at the office on time the next afternoon.
He wore a dark gray robe with a small silver snake brooch pinned to his collar. He looked much more respectable and looked better than last time in the manor.
Lin Ze leaned on the back of the chair without getting up, and pointed to the chair opposite.
Malfoy After sitting down, he glanced around the office furnishings and moved the corner of his mouth almost imperceptibly.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Lin Ze pushed a cup of tea in front of him.
Malfoy didn't touch that cup of tea.
"After Team Leader Lin, White Raven Chamber of Commerce happened, there are a lot of vacancies in Wizengamot."
He didn't speak very fast, and he enunciated every word clearly.
"Administrative Office has two vacancies for which he can arrange his own people. The problem is that the candidate must be suitable for both parties."
Lin Ze leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him, but did not answer.
"I have several candidates in hand, all with clean resumes and decent backgrounds." Malfoy took out a folded piece of parchment from the inner pocket of his robe and placed it on the table. He didn't push it over, but just left it there.
"But whether these people can go up or not, the key is not on my side."
"On my side?"
"Yes, it's on your side." Malfoy used the word "you".
A Pure-blood families family head uses the honorific title to a Auror who has been employed for less than a year. This is a statement in itself.
Lin Ze picked up the parchment and glanced at it. Five names were listed on it, along with a brief resume.
He put down the paper, leaned back in his chair and gestured to Lucius to continue.
Malfoy continued, "White Raven Chamber of Commerce fell, Greengrass ran away, but the remaining business on this line will not disappear by itself. The trade of wizard blood and body tissue has existed in the dark for hundreds of years. I hand it over to you, and you decide its future."
This statement is quite straightforward, and the profit from the sale of this kind of human tissue is very large. Lucius should be testing Lin Ze with this unscrupulous business.
"Do you want me to be the next Voldemort?" Lin Ze asked casually.
But Lucius's fingers trembled slightly.
"Obviously... you... are not him... but I... want you to become a smarter person than Voldemort." He said this name with great difficulty, as if he mustered up a lot of courage.
Malfoy was waiting for his reaction, the expression on his face was well controlled, but the index finger on the armrest of the chair was tapping lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't be your old master, and I don't even bother to be him. I won't touch this kind of business, and I also advise you not to touch it." Lin Ze took a deep look at Malfoy.
Malfoy suddenly started to sweat slightly on his forehead.
"Yes, what you are saying is that this kind of business should not exist." Although he said this, his tone became much more relaxed.
"Yes, you are right, this kind of business should not exist." He said this, but his tone was obviously much more relaxed.
Lin Ze looked at the change in his expression and already made a judgment in his heart.
Malfoy came today. The explanation is secondary. The real purpose is to confirm where Lin Ze's bottom line is.
If Lin Ze shows interest in underground business, Lucius will immediately come forward and bet all the family's chips on him, betting that he will become the second Dark Lord.
But Lin Ze refused, and refused very simply. Lucius breathed a sigh of relief.
At least this person won't drag Malfoy family into a crazier gambling game than Voldemort.
But Lucius has a second meaning.
Although the list of candidates he pushed over was returned, the message had already been delivered.
Wizengamot Administrative Office He is willing to discuss the two vacancies with Lin Ze.
This is a completely different attitude from the previous secret tripping.
"Administrative Office, please draw up a list for me first." Lin Ze picked up the tea and took a sip, "Let me see if there are any who have been involved with White Raven Chamber of Commerce.
The rest will be discussed after I discuss it with Director Crouch."
Lucius stood up and bowed slightly.
"Understood, I'll do it right now." He walked to the door and paused again, "Team Leader Lin, Malfoy family did make some oversights in this matter White Raven Chamber of Commerce. In the future, if you are involved in this kind of activity, feel free to say hello."
Lin Ze waved his hand and said no more.
After Lucius left, Lin Ze sat on a chair and relived the whole thing in his mind.
Malfoy's surrender is true in itself, but the intensity of his surrender is worthy of consideration.
The candidates and promises he handed over were, in the final analysis, leaving room for himself.
However, at this stage, Lin Ze really needs someone inside Wizengamot. Fudge counts as half, but Fudge is not enough.
Although most of Malfoy's foundation has been dug out, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. If Administrative Office can place his own people in those two positions, whatever he does in the future will be much smoother.
As he was thinking, the communication badge vibrated. Ben's voice came from inside. "Lin, there is news from St. Mungo's. Three of the eight victims sent yesterday are in stable condition, and one of them wants to see you."
"Which one?"
"It's the heaviest one, the middle-aged man who you personally carried out. The therapist said he woke up this morning and was in good spirits. He kept talking about wanting to see the person who rescued him."
Lin Ze Put your coat back on.
"I'll go over now."
St. Mungo's Fifth floor, long-term treatment area.
Lin Ze When he pushed open the door to the ward, a middle-aged man was leaning on the bedside drinking a bowl of clear soup. His complexion was much better than when he was in the cage. Although he was still thin and out of shape, his eyes were bright.
"Did you carry me out?" The man put down the bowl, his voice still a little hoarse.
"It's a convenient thing." Lin Ze sat down by the bed, "What's your name?"
"Ivan·Crouch." the man said.
Lin Ze's hand paused.
"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Barty·Crouch." Ivan seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, "It's just the same surname. Maybe we were a family hundreds of years ago."