Hogwarts Asylum

In the conference room, Cecil rubbed his hands excitedly. He never expected that the Ministry of Magic would be so radical this time. In the past, unregistered werewolves were captured and imprisoned for a period of time, and then released after their identities were registered. Unexpectedly This time he couldn't help but kill!

What else is there to say? Cecil has always believed that werewolves should die!

There is just one more problem——

"Director Umbridge, hehe," Cecil smiled a little obscenely, "What do you think of the funding for our werewolf hunting unit? When will it be available?"

"Funding? What kind of funding?" Umbridge looked at Cecil with a smile on her face, "Is the salary paid to you by the Ministry of Magic not enough?"

"Just to reimburse expenses and the like," Cecil's smile was very forced. "You know, werewolves will not only hide in the gutter, but sometimes they will pretend to be normal people and live in the homes of ordinary wizards. So before, we were hunting During the process of being a werewolf, we encountered rebellious werewolves who often accidentally damaged things, and the ministry has always demanded compensation..."

"Can't you just be more careful?" Umbridge said nonchalantly. She had been staying in the office and had no idea how hard it was for the team to go out to fight. "Cecil, you have to understand that the Ministry is now It is also very difficult. The reason why GMW became an illegal organization is because the ministry can no longer spend extra money to appease them."

Cecil's last smile finally disappeared, but he still asked the final question tenaciously: "What about our salary levels? We are both combat troops, and our salary cannot be higher than that of the strikers of the Magical Law Enforcement Reconnaissance Team. Is it still low? Even if it doesn’t work, it’s okay to raise it to the level of a scout.”

Umbridge looked at Cecil's face and said word by word: "The Ministry is in a difficult situation now, do you understand what I mean? Your establishment will not change, so the salary level will not change either.

Be patient, Cecil. The entire Ministry of Magic is the same. The funds of various departments have been reduced in varying proportions. It's all because of those worms! "

"..."

Cecil's face dropped and he was speechless. He understood what Umbridge meant. The "Werewolf Hunting Unit" was just an empty name with no real benefits at all. No wonder it was arranged so easily. .

Forget it if he doesn't have funds. The worst thing he can do is not touch those werewolves who stay at home honestly in the future. There are a lot of werewolves in the wild anyway, but the lack of establishment means that he is required to take the salary of a sinecure and do the most dangerous things and need to pay for it out of his own pocket. manual labor!Moreover, it is still the kind of situation where the salary of all the subordinates is much higher than that of the team leader!

Cecil seemed to hear snickers filling the conference room, which made him extremely annoyed.

In fact, those snickers were just Cecil's own imagination. In fact, others had no intention of laughing at Cecil now, because they all heard it, and their efforts some time ago were in vain. The ministry did not More funds will be approved for the department, but they are still being reduced. Everyone may face the risk of salary reduction or even suspension at any time.

"Okay, that's it for today. Go back to your posts. The Ministry of Magic doesn't support idle people!"

After Umbridge left, a burst of curses erupted in the conference room.

"This damn toad is a moth himself!"

"Looking at her slouched face, someone who didn't know would have thought she was in her 50s."

"'My Wizengamot father', tsk, what was that sweeper's name before? Orford Umbridge! I don't believe they are not related."

Even Cecil, who supported Umbridge at the beginning, spat on the ground: "Bah, I dare say, all our funds have been swallowed up by her, this greedy guy!"

"Okay, everyone, we have to go back, otherwise that woman will transfer us all to the Centaur Liaison Office sooner or later. By then, not to mention the funds, we won't even have a salary."

Diggory left the conference room first, and soon, Cecil was the only one left sitting there awkwardly.

"Hey, what's so amazing."

……

At Hogwarts, Ron, Neville, and Seamus were playing boredly on the shore of the Black Lake. Their confinement period was finally over.

"Obviously others only need to go to solitary confinement at night, why do we have to go all the time after school?"

At first Ron thought that everyone was in solitary confinement like this, but after talking to several senior Gryffindors who were also solitary by Professor McGonagall, he realized that except for them, everyone else was in solitary confinement. Just go at night, and you can play around when there are no classes. This made Ron feel very resentful.

"At least we did our homework well, didn't we?" Seamus held a branch and demonstrated the spell-casting postures taught in the Charms class. He didn't dare to practice with a wand, in case Filch, the one who didn't understand magic, The old Squib saw this and thought that he was casting spells outside of school hours, so he would probably have to go back to solitary confinement. Seamus believed that Filch would definitely be able to do that kind of thing - tell lies with his eyes open.

"We..." Neville looked at the lake in a daze, "Is it really okay for us to do this to Harry?"

During the period of confinement, Ron and Seamus didn't pay much attention to Harry. Neville could understand their dissatisfaction with Professor McGonagall's unfair treatment, but as roommates, every time Harry returned to the dormitory, , no matter how excited Ron and Seamus were talking, they would fall asleep directly, or else they would go out with toiletries, which didn't seem good.

Neville had seen Harry hesitate several times but could not say anything in the end. He felt that Harry must be very sad.

"Unless..." Ron actually noticed it, but he didn't want to admit defeat, especially in the face of a traitor, "Unless he admits his mistake first!"

"You are on our side, Neville. Think about yourself. You obviously did not fly into the sky, but you have to be imprisoned with us. And he flew so high, but he can directly join the Quidditch team. This is not at all. Fair enough." Seamus put down the branch and started picking up pebbles from the shore.

"Seamus is right!" Ron poured the pebbles he collected into the black lake, making a plop-plop sound. "I hate being treated unfairly, just like..."

Ron did not continue. As the youngest boy in the family, he always felt that he was being ignored, especially every time he saw the whole family surrounding his sister Ginny, the feeling was too uncomfortable.He didn't expect to receive the same treatment after arriving at Hogwarts. Fortunately, he was initially complacent about getting to know the Boy-Who-Lived.

"But..." Neville looked at Ron and Seamus, "But it's not fair to Professor McGonagall, isn't it?"