Chapter 527 - Accounting Department (2/2)
”Regretfully I must decline your kind offer,” the suave goblin, Bodrig politely remarked. ”Radnok, the pigeon-toed and I have both just have had lunch.”
”Very well then,” Claret muttered as she poured herself a cup of tea and waited for them to speak.
”We shan't take much of your time, Madam,” Bodrig explained. ”We've merely come here to make a simple request of you.”
”Of me?” Claret blinked in astonishment. ”What could possibly be requested of me that I might possess?”
”Very simple, madam,” Bodrig replied. ”We the Brotherhood of Goblins would like for you to resign from your new position at Gringotts. We believe that it would be in everyone's interest that the position goes to someone more qualified.”
Claret narrowed her eyes in anger and said, ”Bodrig and Radnok, the pigeon-toed, I am a trained Gringotts's accountant and former employee. I am more than amply qualified for the position.”
Not liking the witch's tone in the least bit, Radnok growled, ”What we mean to say is that you're a witch! And we don't want your kind stealing our fellow goblins work!”
Claret lips pressed into a thin line in anger. ”I will not give up the position, gentlemen nor will I allow myself to be insulted in my own home! The door is right their gentlemen, please see yourselves out immediately!”
Radnok sneered as he climbed to his feet, while Bodrig coldly eyed her with all pleasantries gone. ”You will regret this, Madam,” Bodrig threatened.
Claret stood up to her full height and said, ”I would think not, Bodrig. The goblin king will not allow it and I am now an employee of Gringotts.”
Bodrig did not reply and stormed out of her home with the brute of Radnok in tow. The two goblins did not darken her doorstep again, but her uncle-in-law and mother-in-law fortified the wards to her home. They did not trust the two goblins in the least bit.
Shaking her head out of her recollection, Claret returned to her work and finished the ledger for the vault, before moving onto the new ledgers on her desk. At her side, works the newest accountant at Gringotts, a handsome, golden-haired squib by the name of Peregrine Mulciber.
Peregrine was a soft-spoken squib, but with a steady gaze. His clients and including the other goblins found that the squib was no pushover. Not only that but his impeccable skills had more than earned him the respect and awe of his co-workers. It was quite rare for a non-goblin to be admired and much less a squib.
Claret had not been working long when the bitter, spindly fingered figure of Griphook could be seen approaching her. Glancing at the bitter goblin in surprise, Claret says, ”Is there a problem. Griphook?”
”No, Madam Claret,” Griphook grumbled. ”I've just been tasked to take the vault ledger to Ragnok. Apparently, the owner is visiting the bank and wishes to review their investment portfolio.”
”Of course,” Claret replied as she grabbed the recently finished vault ledger and held it out to him. ”It's just been checked by Peregrine.”
Griphook grunted in reply knowing full well that the ledger would be perfect. The golden-haired squib lifts his gaze up for a moment, and nods at them briefly, before bending back down to finish his job. Griphook wrinkles his nose as if in reply, before making his way speedily out of the chamber. Claret warily shakes her head and mumbled, ”Grumpy old goblin,” before returning to her work. She still had a long way to go before it was time to go home.