Morris took his briefcase and threw the unconscious Sirius into it.
He had absolutely no need to worry about the other person suddenly waking up.
The Stunning Spell he just used is enough to make an ordinary person sleep for three or four days.
"How do you plan to claim the bounty?" Fred asked.
Morris picked up the suitcase and casually replied, "To the Ministry of Magic."
George immediately said, "That's against the rules. During Morris Hogsmeade Day, no student may leave Hogsmeade without permission."
It's strange that the twins would remind him to follow the school rules.
Morris smiled. "I'm sure the school will understand. You don't need to come with me; I can manage on my own."
"Then..." Fred asked again, "Do you know where the Ministry of Magic is?"
"I have a way."
He didn't know the exact location of the Ministry of Magic, but that wasn't a problem.
Just find someone who knows the way to guide you.
For example, according to the other party, when Frick first opened his shop, he received complaints and reports almost every day and had to go to the Ministry of Magic every few days to deal with them.
The green dogs only quieted down after they paid protection money.
He must know the situation there very well.
"That's good." Fred nodded. " George and I will head back now; we have something to do later."
As he reached the entrance to the secret passage, he turned back and said, "By the way, Morris, you don't mind if we tell others about you defeating Sirius Black, do you?"
"Whatever," Morris waved his hand dismissively.
He didn't care about anything else, as long as he got the bounty.
That's great!
Fred's eyes lit up; who knows what he's up to now.
Morris, carrying a suitcase, walked out of the Shrieking Shack.
When he arrived at the main street of Hogsmeade, it was already past nine o'clock.
The long-awaited sunlight shone down, and the streets were crowded with Hogwarts students, their voices and laughter blending together in a lively atmosphere.
As Morris walked through the crowd, he gradually noticed something was amiss.
There were an unusually large number of adult wizards on the streets today, and judging from their attire, they didn't look like tourists on vacation at all.
While Hogsmeade usually sees locals and tourists on weekends, the proportion of adult wizards was noticeably higher today.
Morris was slightly puzzled, but he didn't stop walking and went straight to the Three Broomsticks.
As soon as the door opened, Madam Rosmerta's voice came from behind the bar. "Sir, the place is full."
really.
Morris looked around and found that the Three Broomsticks were the same.
Besides the Hogwarts students, there were also many unfamiliar adult faces sitting in small groups in the corners, talking quietly.
What happened?
Never mind, it's none of his business.
Morris withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.
His only purpose was to use the fireplace to get to Diagon Alley so that Frick could take him to the Ministry of Magic to collect the bounty.
Of course, Apparition is also an option, but he doesn't really like that feeling.
Just then, he caught a glimpse of two familiar figures.
Professor McGonagall.
And the man next to her, wearing a pinstripe cloak and a dark green top hat, Cornelius Fudge.
The two were standing next to the bar, talking in hushed tones.
What a coincidence.
It seems there's no need to go to the Ministry of Magic.
Morris turned and stopped a few steps away from the two of them.
The two men's conversation drifted into my ears; it seemed to be about Sirius Black.
Professor McGonagall's voice was low, but loud enough for him to hear.
"... Issuing a bounty is not a good idea, Cornelius," she said, her tone clearly displeased. "Now there are many wizards around Hogsmeade who have come because of this, which is a great threat to the students."
Fudge sighed, took off his top hat, and twirled it in his hand.
"I understand your concerns, Minerva, but Sirius Black is right around Hogsmeade, and we must do everything we can. A bounty can draw more attention to this matter."
"But the problem is," Professor McGonagall said, "That the bounty hunters who come from all over for five thousand Galleon won't care about anything, and might even harm Hogwarts students."
Upon hearing this, Morris nodded to himself.
No wonder there are so many wizards here today; they're all after the bounty.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that the five thousand Galleon were already in his hands.
He looked down at the box in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"I hope you can understand me, Minerva," Fudge said with a hint of helplessness. "The longer Black goes on the run, the more pressure the Ministry of Magic bears. Perhaps you could consider temporarily canceling Hogsmeade Days?"
"This is the students' last chance to relax before their exams." Professor McGonagall frowned. "You want me to tell them that because the minister's bounty has attracted a large number of bounty hunters, they can't go out?"
Fudge did not answer, and put his hat back on.
Hello.
Morris stepped forward and casually interrupted their conversation.
Professor McGonagall and Fudge both turned their heads and their eyes fell on him.
" Morris?" Professor McGonagall, somewhat surprised. "Is something the matter?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Morris looked at Fudge. "Minister, I'm here to see you."
Fudge gave a friendly smile. "What's up, Morris?"
Morris didn't answer immediately, but instead looked around.
People were coming and going nearby, and several wizards' gazes had already drifted over—all of them targeting Fudge.
"Let's talk somewhere else," he said.
Fudge raised an eyebrow.
" Rosmerta," he said, turning to Madam Rosmerta, "I'd like a private room."
This young man in front of him was no ordinary person, and he took him very seriously.
He still remembered that the other party had single-handedly defeated two Auror last time.
Madam Rosmerta nodded and came around from behind the bar. "This way, Minister."
Even when the restaurant is full, she always reserves one or two private rooms as a backup, just in case.
Professor McGonagall asked, "Do you need me to come along?"
"Perfect, Professor," Morris replied.
Having a witness is always a safer bet.
The three followed Madam Rosmerta to a wooden door, which she opened and stepped aside.
The private room wasn't large, but it was very comfortably furnished.
Morris seems to have been here before.
"Call me if you need anything," Madam Rosmerta said, then gently closed the door.
Fudge sat down and placed his top hat on the table, and Professor McGonagall sat down next to him.
Morris stood opposite them, carrying a suitcase.
"Alright, son," Fudge said with a smile, "Now you can tell me, right? What did you want to see me about?"
"It's nothing serious," Morris said casually. "I wanted to ask, is the bounty on Sirius Black still valid?"