Hogwarts: Restore The Glory Of The Black Family

When he saw that the time was almost up, Cole told him the reason for his visit today.

"Minister Fudge, I'm afraid we don't have enough manpower to rebuild the Ministry of Magic. Do we need help from the Black family?"

The Ministry of Magic was unable to supervise Knockturn Alley, a breeding ground for darkness. Instead, Cole found the opportunity to occupy it.

There is white and black in the world, and no one from the Black family works in the Ministry of Magic.

The Wizengamot, the highest court in the wizarding world, is composed of about fifty wizards, including the Minister of Magic and other senior officials, and Dumbledore is also one of them.

Pure-blood families, regardless of ability, will all have a place in it.

Cole inherited the Black family and would naturally become one of them in the future, but this was still not enough.

Fudge was not shocked when he heard the news. Although he was promoted to the position by Dumbledore, he also knew that if the Ministry of Magic wanted to operate normally, it could not do without the support of pure-blood families.

"Is that what Master Cole thinks? I can't decide this matter alone."

Fudge will not let go easily. Although the current Ministry of Magic is not his own, he still has certain privileges.

"The Black family is willing to donate 50,000 gold galleons to help the Ministry of Magic complete its reconstruction. They can also send a team of wizards to become Aurors to help the Ministry of Magic capture Death Eaters. After all, they are experienced, right?"

Cole smiled. The people under him were of course experienced. The people who had just solved the Wrightsledge family showed their combat execution ability for all to see.

Fudge heard what Cole said, and of course he was willing to get benefits. Galleons were hard currency.

As for Aurors, they suffered heavy casualties to begin with, had hard work that no one was willing to do, and the pay was low.

"Of course, I will pay the Auror salary of the Black family, and the Ministry of Magic will not have to worry about it."

Cole added fuel to the fire.

Fudge, this idiot, thought that since outsiders didn't know about this, he could take advantage of it again.

"Hahaha, thank you Mr. Cole for your efforts. The Ministry of Magic will always remember the Black family's help."

Without waiting for the secretary to serve black tea, Cole settled the matter and walked out of the room under Fudge's eyes.

Back home, Cole told John the matter. Wright was more reliable, but John was more suitable for this position.

In this way, John and his pair of wizards from the Black family became working Aurors in the Ministry of Magic.

As for the reaction from the outside world, not everyone is as stupid as Fudge, but no one dares to say anything.

For half a month, Cole focused on the reconstruction of Knockturn Alley, while Meira, except going to the room with Cole at night, stayed in the basement during the day to study potions.

After integrating the resources of the Black family, Cole realized how many businesses Sirius had lost.

The family's dragon farm, three potion manors, and shops in Hogsmeade town are all run by outsiders.

This outsider is none other than Hogwarts, and the person handling it is none other than the famous white wizard Dumbledore.

Cole was so angry that he really wanted to rush into Azkaban and kill Sirius.

Outside Hogwarts, Cole stood outside wearing black wizard robes with gold trim.

This wizarding school in England is standing next to the Black Lake.

Looking at the school in his memory, Cole couldn't help but sigh. The four legendary wizards were really powerful to find such a place.

"Mr. Black, long time no see."

It was Professor McGonagall who spoke. This stern professor was looking at him gently.

"Professor McGonagall, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still the same as before."

Earlier, Cole sent a letter to Dumbledore asking for a visit, but he was unexpectedly greeted by Professor McGonagall.

"Come with me, Dumbledore is waiting for you."

Hogwarts is not on vacation yet, and students can be seen playing and quarreling along the way. This group of little wizards are experiencing their best time in the ivory tower.

Passing the moving stairs, Cole looked at the portraits on the wall. Many ghosts were flying around, joking with the little wizard.

Arriving at Dumbledore's office, Professor McGonagall tapped his wand on the statue at the door.

"Pile of cockroaches."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Cole helplessly. It was obvious that Cole also knew the old bee's special preferences.

Cole went in alone, and Professor McGonagall left directly.

As soon as Cole entered, he saw Dumbledore sitting at his desk eating snacks.

"Oh Cole, come and taste the delicious food. This is my favorite snack, but I can't eat more now. As you know, the old man's teeth are not as good as before."

"Principal, you still like sweets so much."

Cole came to the table and sat down, and glanced at Phoenix not far away. Fox was cleaning his feathers and didn't care about anything else.

"I still remember how you were in Slytherin. Time flies so fast, Cole."

Cole smiled inwardly, Dumbledore remembered the timid and helpless Cole, not him.

"My time at Hogwarts was my happiest moment."

Dumbledore stood there with a smile on his face. Of course he knew about Cole. He was just a principal, so he couldn't care about every student, right?

His attention was entirely on Riddle.

"Cole, now that you're back, forget about the past and move on, right?"

"You're right."

Cole suppressed his gaze and refused to look at the group of cockroaches struggling on the plate.

"You have done a lot during this time, Cole. With you in the Black family, Sirius will feel relieved."

Cole knew that Old Bee had been paying attention to matters in the wizarding world, and it was impossible for his actions to be hidden from the white wizard.

At the same time, he also knows that as long as he doesn't touch the principal's bottom line, he will never take action against you.

The magical self-restraint may be that Dumbledore's heart has been restrained since the first generation of the Dark Lord.

"I just want to make the Black family stronger. As for anything else, I'm not interested. My senior is on the wrong path."

Cole directly stated that he had no interest in learning Voldemort. The old senior had split his soul and his brain was ruined.

What kind of terrorist attack?

"That's good. I'll have to rely on you young people from now on. I'm already old. I might go see Merlin that day."

Cole didn't believe what Old Bee said. What does old mean? Dumbledore can live for at least several decades.

There are many people in the wizarding world who can live for hundreds of years, and Dumbledore’s ability can also do it. Don’t underestimate any top wizard.

"Principal, I came today to trouble you with something."

"Oh, I know it. It's a pity that no young man is willing to listen to an old man like me talking about the past."

Dumbledore's slightly cloudy eyes under his glasses stared at Cole, and an inexplicable pressure filled the room.