I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 322 The Bureaucracy of the Minister of Magic

Louis was not ashamed of not being able to prepare sleep potions.

Money is enough. As the saying goes, those who work hard rule others, and those who work hard rule others. Do you think Professor Snape knows a lot?Under the temptation of a big order from someone in my life, don't you still honestly spend every day in the office making veritaserum?

Although my professor is arrogant and unsympathetic, but I know him very well. In fact, his subtext is - he needs to pay more.

Harry drank the bottle of potion, and fell on the bed in a dazed state. Louis glanced at the rest of the people, stood up and left without saying anything.

Now that it is confirmed that there is nothing wrong with Harry, there is no need to stay here.

Pushing open the door of the office, Louis looked around but couldn't find Catherine. Seeing Sakuya who was playing with the old tangerine peel that Ye Ziyan brought back from Seris, he couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, master," Sakuya stood up and bowed, and replied softly: "This is the old tangerine peel Mrs. Ye brought back from Seris, would you like to have a taste?"

"Okay." Louis didn't refuse. Speaking of which, he kind of missed this smell, and liked it in his previous life.

While Sakuya was making tea, Louis walked into the bedroom, and Catherine was sitting on a chair, with a little unresolved loneliness on her brows.

"What's the matter, little moon?" Louis walked over, gently stroking her soft hair, "Still thinking about the Triwizard Tournament?"

Catherine didn't speak, she hugged Louis' waist with her backhand, put her head on his abdomen, and hummed in a nasal voice.

Louis rubbed her hair, but he could understand Catherine's mood, after all, he had been preparing for it for half a year.She thought she had the chance to win, but at the end of the day, someone stole the house. Even though she knew that there was a plot by Voldemort to guide Harry to win quickly, she still couldn't accept it in her heart.

It seems that the calm just now was also trying to be brave.

Sakuya knocked on the door lightly, pushed the door open and entered, without disturbing the two people's world of the two, put the teapot aside and quietly retreated out.

"You don't need something like this to prove yourself. No one in the whole school knows that you are the strongest..." Louis said dryly, feeling like describing a "hard power champion", lacking in confidence, and completely lacking in his previous life Bragging about the kind of confidence that LGD kicked at eight o'clock.

Catherine didn't answer, just hummed in a muffled voice, and Louis really didn't know what to say, so he could only hug her and pat her head.

It is completely in line with the status quo of contemporary netizens. Whoever complains will only complain about harm, and then hug and pat and rub, just like a pastry chef.

"How about, let's go hunting during the holiday, maybe we can have a little fun?" Louis patted Catherine on the back.

Catherine still didn't speak, just shook her head.

Louis didn't know what to do. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to use the most straightforward way of comfort.

……

To be honest, this method of consolation is indeed very useful, at least Catherine is not in the mood to think about the Triwizard Tournament.The price, of course, was that Louis got a row of teeth marks on his triceps.

The next morning, Louis, who was having breakfast in the office, was hurriedly called away by Ron, saying that Harry should be waking up soon.

Louis grabbed the unfinished sandwich on the plate and wanted to ask Catherine to go with him, but Catherine ignored him at all.

Well, it seems that she really offended her, Louis spread his hands and decided to go out first.

"Have you eaten, Ron?" Louis asked while biting into a sandwich.

Ron was a little worried, he hummed, and immediately shifted the topic to Harry: "Louis, do you think Harry will be fine, I saw that he was not in a good condition yesterday..."

"Don't worry, lucky people have their own destiny." Louis swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and decided not to be ashamed to ask: "By the way, Ron, can I ask you a question?"

Ron's heart flew back from Harry's body at once. He looked at Louis as if he was looking at the New World, and said flattered: "Ah... this... can you ask me any questions... and don't you know something?"

"Of course, such as how to coax a woman." Louis spread his hands, looked left and right, saw that Catherine hadn't followed secretly, and then said softly: "I have a question, if Hermione didn't get the first grade, how would you comfort her?" she?"

"Huh? Ever since you stopped taking the exam, Hermione has always been the first in the grade..." Ron frowned and thought for a long time before giving such an unreliable answer.

Louis slapped himself on the forehead, and he immediately said, "I mean, if, if..."

"If so..." Ron thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Then I will take her to watch Quidditch, you know, watching Quidditch is good for physical and mental health..."

Louis: ...

Forget it, I shouldn't have asked Ron in the first place, I'm so stupid, really, I just know that Ron is straighter than me, and I asked him how to coax a girl...

Ron looked at Louis, who was absent-minded, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you, you seem to be absent-minded, did you make Catherine angry?"

"Oh, that's not true, she's just in a bad mood." Louis shrugged, "I don't know how to coax her, that's all."

"Then... let her hang out for two days, anyway, I'll figure it out after two days." Ron spread his hands, expressing that it didn't matter—it wasn't his girlfriend anyway, and the anger wasn't aimed at him.

Louis glanced at Ron with contempt, hey... scumbag.

When they got to the hospital wing, Harry was still fast asleep, Lirastrasza was reading by his side, Aunt Molly was watching on the other side, and Hermione was peeling an apple.

Bill didn't know what to do, Sirius wasn't here, and when Ron walked in, Aunt Molly gave a quick boo.

It seems that Harry is still sleeping, this sleep is long enough... Louis stretched out his hand to check the time, he fell asleep at nine o'clock last night, and now it is 09:30 in the morning, and Harry is still in a deep sleep.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and there seemed to be many people.

"What's the matter?" Louis pointed to the door, not knowing what was going on outside.

Aunt Molly glanced at Harry, and said in a low voice, "It seems that Cornelius Fudge has been here and has been yelling since eight o'clock until now, making a lot of noise... If they don't shut up, they will wake Harry up of……"

"What are they shouting about? What happened again?" Louis asked puzzled, "Could it be Voldemort calling?"

At this time, Harry also opened his sleepy eyes. He is about to catch up with Nobi Nobita now. He took off his glasses and was blind. Lirastraza saw him wake up, and immediately handed him the Glasses.

Harry put on his glasses and saw the people in the room clearly. He grabbed Lilastraza's hand and said thank you.

At this time, Aunt Molly stood up, she didn't notice Harry's up, her attention was completely attracted by the people outside... Aunt Molly was very angry at the noisy people outside, she thought they disturbed him Harry's break.

"It's Fudge's voice," she murmured softly, "and Minerva McGonagall's voice, isn't it? But what are they arguing about? It's early in the morning, and does anyone need a good rest . . . of……"

Then Harry heard it too: someone was yelling and running towards the ward.

"It's a pity, but there's nothing to be done, Minerva," cried Cornelius Fudge.

"You should never have brought it into the castle!" Professor McGonagall sounded very angry, "If Dumbledore finds out—"

Before the words were finished, the door of the ward was suddenly knocked open.Bill drew back the curtains, and everyone around them was staring at the door, not noticing that Harry had sat up and put on his glasses.

Fudge strode into the sickroom.Professor McGonagall and Snape followed closely behind.

"Where is Dumbledore?" Fudge asked Aunt Molly, with a not very good attitude, as if he was questioning.

"He's not here," said Aunt Molly very angrily. "Minister, this is the ward. Do you think that as the Minister of Magic, you can do whatever you want—"

But at this moment, the door opened, and Dumbledore walked into the ward quickly.

"What happened?" Dumbledore asked sternly, he looked at Fudge, then at Professor McGonagall, "Why are you bothering these people here? Minerva, you really surprised me... ..."

Dumbledore's tone was somewhat accusatory. He was questioning Professor McGonagall on the surface, but he was actually criticizing Fudge.

"Heh, I don't think there's any need to keep Potter safe anymore, Dumbledore!" she shrieked. "You can rest assured, the Minister has made sure of that! He's raised the security of the whole school several times Grade!"

Not to mention, maybe it was infected by Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall began to speak strangely.

To be honest, Louis was a little surprised. He had never seen Professor McGonagall so impulsive like now—even when Harry was bitten by a spider, she was not as anxious as she is now.An angry blush came to her cheeks, and her hands were clenched into fists.She was shaking with anger.

"We told Mr. Fudge that we found out that the Death Eaters were responsible for last night's events," said Snape in a low voice. "He seemed to feel that his personal safety was also at issue, and that he must bring in a dementor to accompany him." Enter the castle...here, the dementor is standing outside right now..."

"My dear lady!" roared Fudge, who now also tore away his meek disguise and growled: "As the Minister of Magic, I have the right to decide whether I want to bring bodyguards, because your school is not safe now ! Death Eaters everywhere!"

"It's not just Death Eaters, Connelly." Dumbledore sighed and rubbed his eyes, "You probably don't know about Barty Crouch Jr....he pretended to be Arras Tor Moody, using the Triwizard Tournament and his fellow Death Eaters to concoct a series of schemes, and now... Voldemort has returned!"

"Listen, Dumbledore," Fudge said, with a smile on his face, "You...you can't really believe this, can you? God... You-Know-Who is back? Don't be kidding, don't Just kidding... Since you mentioned Barty Crouch Jr.... that guy is an out-and-out lunatic, and you know what tortured the Longbottoms back then... But how can you take such a lunatic seriously? Well, Dumbledore..."

Fudge's expression was wonderful. He was completely unwilling to believe that Voldemort had really returned--this would not do him any good, but it would be very harmful. As long as he thought that the throne of Minister of Magic would not be guaranteed, he would feel his body trembling. trembling.

"Tonight, when Harry touched the Triwizard Cup, he was sent directly to Voldemort," said Dumbledore firmly. "He witnessed Voldemort's return from the dead. You may as well come to my office and I will I will explain everything to you in detail, if you have the patience."

As he spoke, Dumbledore glanced at Harry and saw that Harry was already awake.Harry wanted to speak, but saw Dumbledore shook his head at him, and said in his mouth: "I'm afraid I can't allow you to ask Harry today. The third item of the Triwizard Tournament has exhausted his mind. I hope Don't bother him, he is pitiful enough..."

Fudge still had that strange smile on his face, and he also looked at Harry, showing an unfriendly expression, then turned his gaze back to Dumbledore, and asked with some hesitation: "You--um —You're going to take Harry at his word, aren't you, Dumbledore?"

He was greeted with a moment of silence, and then Dumbledore spoke, his eyes glowing brightly: "Of course I believe in Harry, there is no doubt about it - I heard that little Crouch took Veritaserum After the confession, I also listened to Harry's account of what happened after he touched the Triwizard Cup; the words of the two of them corroborate each other, and there are no loopholes—you don't suspect that the two of them colluded with each other, do you?"

Sirius let out a sneer: "What kind of brain must be to believe that the Death Eater Barty Crouch Jr. is with Harry? My God, Fudge, you will never believe such a nonsense Bar?"

The expression on Fudge's face was very bad. Sirius's yin and yang aura made him very uncomfortable, but he still had that weird smile on his face. He glanced at Harry again, trying to characterize the whole problem: "Are you going to To believe that Voldemort has returned, to believe a deranged murderer and a terrified child who...he..."

Fudge shot Harry another quick glance.

Louis did understand what kind of medicine Fudge was holding in the gourd, and now he was trying to characterize the whole problem as "insane murderers and terrified children" nonsense, so as to cover up Voldemort's return News, so that his position as the Minister of Magic will not be shaken by such emergencies.

(End of this chapter)