Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 348 Minister Dumbledore
In the top compartment.

Ludo just wanted to announce the upcoming awards ceremony, but Scrimgeour, who was staying with him, suddenly stopped him.

In his hand was clutching an urgent message that had just been delivered, and the veins on the back of his hand were popping out.

"Director?" Ludo asked without knowing it: "The award will be presented in a while, is Minister Fudge not sure about coming?"

Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes, and said in a dark tone, "Minister Fudge won't be coming."

"It's really rude." The Bulgarian minister who has been silent all this time suddenly spoke fluent English: "I will protest to the International Federation of Wizards and let them know about Fudge's arrogance—quickly move the trophy over here, the awarding matter Just let me do it for you, don't waste time."

Ludo was suddenly caught in a dilemma. Scrimgeour was about to leave the box, but he stopped after hearing the words of the Bulgarian minister.

"Do as he says." Scrimgeour's expression was still extremely gloomy.

Lu Duoquan assumed that Scrimgeour didn't want to have a bad relationship with the other party. After all, Fudge's actions were indeed a bit excessive. Usually, the minister accompanied the minister of another country to watch the game, but Fudge was the first to break the rules.

"Let us applaud warmly and welcome the defeated Bulgarian players to the stage!" Bagman shouted.

A dazzling strong light pierced in, and the top box was magically illuminated, so that all the spectators in the stands could see the situation in the box.

Two panting wizards carried a large golden cup into the box and handed it to the Bulgarian minister.

The seven defeated Bulgarians went upstairs to the box.The audience below applauded and cheered to show their appreciation.

"You played well." The Bulgarian minister shook hands with the players one by one. When the last Krum came over, he patted each other on the shoulder: "Excellent kids, don't be discouraged."

Then came the England national team players.

"Harry! Harry!"

Ron and Hermione waved vigorously to Harry in the crowd, and the Weasley family was also cheering the names of the Weasley twins. Molly ran to hold them both in her arms, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Ma'am, ma'am—Molly, a lot of people are watching." Ludo separated them awkwardly, and then quickly pushed these players in front of the Bulgarian minister.

The crowd burst into thunderous applause as James lifted the trophy aloft, and Ron felt his hands go numb.

But Harry remained in a dazed state, he didn't even know how he appeared in the box, especially when Ron and Hermione rushed over to hug him together, Harry almost fell down.

"You really won, Harry!" Hermione said with red eyes. She had cried many times while watching the game, especially when Harry was targeted, which made Hermione's heart twitch stand up.

Ron said with a trembling voice: "I knew you could win, I always thought so!"

Harry looked around in confusion. Everyone was celebrating, and relatives of the team members rushed over to hug their children.

Now that no one was paying attention to them, Harry's throat rolled violently, and Ron and Hermione finally saw that Harry wasn't just upset with victory.

"Dumbledore took Fudge away." Harry whispered to the two, "This is what Professor Highmore told my dad just now, do you think it's true—"

A large hand landed on Harry's shoulder, and he turned quickly to see that it was his father.

Now the smile on James' face has been restrained a lot.

"It seems you heard it." He said, "Come with me, I'm going to confirm the authenticity of this matter now, I have to write to Dumbledore to confirm it quickly. I hope it is not true."
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in the player tunnel.

"Go back to your parents." Toby said to Draco who was still looking scared, "Or are you going to let me send you back?"

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Draco immediately ran away with a whoosh, not even daring to turn his head.

Al has changed from the Thestral back to the appearance of Niu Niu. It reached out to put the pharaoh mask back into its belly pocket, but was stopped by Toby.

"It will be useful in a while."

He took the mask and said, staring at the lifelike face on it.

"They are here."

On the other side of the tunnel, Scrimgeour returned with the returning Aurors, all wounded but not fatally wounded, at least able to fight.

"I thought you'd wait a while before doing it."

The magic ball floated up little by little, and Al also stared closely at the group of guys with bad eyes.

Toby raised the scepter slowly: "But I didn't expect you to be so anxious. Before you decided to come to me, did you drink Gamp? Are you sure this is the decision you really want to make?"

"The audience hasn't left yet."

He shook the pharaoh mask in his hand left and right, the meaning of the threat was self-evident.

"Hand over Minister Fudge," said Scrimgeour, suppressed anger.

Toby raised his eyebrows, and he let his long curly hair droop in front of his eyes, making it difficult to see his eyes.

"You are so wrong, Scrimgeour." Toby smiled happily: "It's not me, at least I didn't expect to do it so early-I didn't expect that even you misunderstood Dumbledore Lido, I thought you didn't like him, I didn't expect you to think that Dumbledore really wouldn't do such a thing—yes, who would have thought that."

Tonks, who was covering his arms and grinning, widened his eyes in surprise, not only her, but the atmosphere of the entire Auror team became weird.

"Are you kidding—"

"You have to tell me what to say. If I really did it, then I don't need to hide it at all—do you think others can't guess it? But, if you really want to compete—"

At this moment, a fire flashed over Scrimgeour's head, and then a paper owl flew down, it flew into Scrimgeour's hand, and he opened it.

When he saw the words on it clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

Then he raised his head and stared at Toby with a completely different look, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Toby frowned and asked, "Could it be that Fudge returned to the Ministry of Magic?"

He saw that Scrimgeour's hostility towards him was not as deep as before.

Scrimgeour suddenly stepped forward alone, and the Aurors followed suit, but he stopped him with his hand.

After coming within walking distance to Toby, Scrimgeour showed the note to Toby, and there was only a short line on it——

[Peter Pettigrew has escaped from prison. 】

"Who rescued him?" It seemed that Scrimgeour had already guessed something, he lowered his voice and asked, "Don't tell me, Gellert Grindelwald is still alive!"

Peter Pettigrew has been confirmed to be Gellert Grindelwald's subordinate, also because Grindelwald's order exposed the location of the Potters.

Toby reached out and grabbed the note, and after reading it a second time, a flame ignited in his palm, burning the note completely, turning it into black ashes and falling on the ground.

"I said long ago that Grindelwald still has a remnant party. Now I can't be sure who did it"

In the end, Toby's voice became smaller and smaller, his eyes became resentful, and he exchanged a look with Scrimgeour.

Through Toby's gaze, Scrimgeour knew his guess was true.

"you liar!"

Despite being very angry, Scrimgeour still suppressed his voice and lowered his voice: "You, and your headmaster, are all liars!"

"It seems that we can't fight anymore." Toby reached out his hand unceremoniously and pushed Scrimgeour away. He couldn't wait to find Dumbledore to question the real facts.

"I thought I heard someone was going to fight."

A flash of fire suddenly appeared, and Dumbledore strode out of it. As soon as he came up, he said in a solemn tone: "Perhaps you should stop temporarily. Gentlemen, we are all going to be in trouble."
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The players of the England team were all reunited with their families, so the team's tent was completely vacated.

Scrimgeour, Toby, and Dumbledore, the three of them gathered in this tent.

It was inconvenient for James to show up in front of Ministry of Magic officials, this was to avoid unnecessary risks, and Angela, Sirius, and Lupine also avoided early.

After the three of them sat down in the living room, Scrimgeour explained clearly the content of his subordinates' report in a few words—the Auror escorting Fudge was suddenly attacked, and the attack came so suddenly that the number of enemies did not even increase. clear.When he came back to his senses, Fudge was gone.

They are powerless against this group of unknown enemies. There are not many wizards with this ability, and there are two very suspicious candidates in front of them.

"If it was me, those Aurors must have suffered more than a little injury." Toby's demonstration made Scrimgeour very angry.

"The next thing is that Peter Pettigrew was rescued." Dumbledore interrupted the dispute between the two in time: "The two things happened almost at the same time, I think you should be able to guess it."

He looked at Scrimgeour and said, "Grindelwald, he—"

"His accomplices are still at large!" Toby interrupted suddenly loudly: "These people have kidnapped Fudge, and their old friend Peter, who knows who will be the next one-I think you are very good .”

"Unless you agree to help make Dumbledore a minister, no one can guarantee what will happen next."

Toby was almost blatantly threatening Scrimgeour, and he swung his wand straight to sparks, as if Scrimgeour would not let it go if he didn't agree.

"Are you threatening me?" Scrimgeour's eyes burst into anger: "You think I'll submit obediently?"

"I just think that the Ministry of Magic does not lack a director of the Auror Office." Toby said tit for tat: "Frank is pretty good. He has enough qualifications and has made many contributions. He is worthy of convincing."

"The most important thing is that he is also Dumbledore's man - I'll make it clear, even if Dumbledore wants to stop me, I will not let you go, we don't have so much time to waste, it's time to do it Out of choice."

"Do not."

Dumbledore, who remained silent for a long time, suddenly said, "I won't stop you, Toby."

Under Toby's surprised eyes, Dumbledore cast his eyes on Scrimgeour: "You really should make a choice, we don't have much time left, don't make it difficult for me."

Scrimgeour stared at Dumbledore in disbelief, as if he knew the old man in front of him for the first time.

He stood up, hurried away from the tent, gave Dumbledore one last look, but said nothing.

"Wow." Toby exclaimed: "This really surprised me. When did you change your mind?"

He deliberately said respectfully, looking very funny.

But Dumbledore's tone was very heavy.

"I never thought I'd be a minister." He sighed. "Yes, Toby, do you really think I'm going to do what you want? No, I didn't intend to do that from the beginning. My real plan is to use my campaign as a candidate to put pressure on Fudge to change. And I will concentrate on the Order of the Phoenix - I dare not approach power, Toby, you have just seen the consequences .”

"But Grindelwald changed everything." Toby said in surprise: "He deliberately pushed you into the position of minister? How is it possible, he is so afraid of you"

"Because he knows what my weakness is." Dumbledore said seriously: "It's also power. He wants to get me into trouble, thinking that he can beat me in this way... use his own people to beat me."

Toby acted as if he didn't hear the second half of the sentence, because if Grindelwald really planned this, then Toby became his accomplice instead-after all, it was he who drove Dumbledore out of Hoag Watts.

"But that's fine, Vice Principal Highmore."

Dumbledore's name for Toby changed. He stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "Since there is no way to escape, there is no need to keep pretending to ignore it. It may not be long. As a candidate, I He will be appointed as the new Minister of Magic in advance, and Scrimgeour will help us conceal the news that Grindelwald is still alive, and only release some of the content of his accomplices."

"I hope that we can cooperate happily by then."

Toby looked at Dumbledore's outstretched palm in amazement, but he had never seen the headmaster like this.

"I seem to have made a bad decision but, well, future minister."

Toby also stood up. He held Dumbledore's palm and asked, "As a testimony of our cooperation, can we hold a Triwizard Tournament? After all, I have already sent invitations to the other two principals. If the Ministry of Magic does not I'd be embarrassed if I agreed."

Dumbledore seemed to have expected this.

"There's no rush for that," he asked. "I think there's one other thing that's really of concern—old Tom Riddle, he's seen Quidditch, and he can tell me yours." Harvest?"

"No problem." Toby replied easily, and pulled back his red palm by the way. How could the headmaster be so strong?

"I've sent Al to bring him back, and we'll know in a few minutes at most—hey, look it's back."

A corner of the tent was lifted, and Al rushed in in a panic. As soon as he saw Toby, he faltered and barked.

Dumbledore also understood what Al meant.

"He's missing?" Toby blinked in surprise, "You mean he can move?"

"Vice-Chancellor Haimer"

"Stop, stop!" Toby stopped quickly: "Why does this name make me feel so panicked, don't worry, Minister, I have already prepared for it - put on these glasses, old Tom has bone age algae on his body It is easy to find him with the scent of

Dumbledore hung the brand new half-moon glasses on the bridge of his nose as Toby ordered.

"Vice Principal Highmore."

"What's the matter?" Toby asked angrily.

"It's nothing." Dumbledore gently took Al over and let him stand on his shoulders, ignoring the angry Toby showing a flattering expression.

"I just want to call a few more times, and I believe there will be more in the future."

(End of this chapter)