I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 323 I Said the Minister's High Opinion
"You must have read Ms. Rita Skeeter's article," Harry said softly, and it wasn't until he spoke that the rest of the room noticed that Harry had been woken up.

Fudge's face blushed imperceptibly, and it seemed that his skin was not so wall-like.But as soon as such thoughts arose, Fudge's face quickly changed into a recalcitrant and stubborn expression.

"Also, I found out," Fudge said, looking at Dumbledore resolutely, "I found out that you've been hiding certain things about this kid from reporting...he's a Parseltongue, right? Behavior Behavior is weird everywhere..."

Louis burst out laughing. He looked at Hermione, smiled with a normal volume and said in Chinese: "Weird talk, full of fart..."

Hermione couldn't hold back either, and burst out laughing. Of course, the movement here also caught Fudge's attention.

"Mr. Mountbatten, what are you talking about?" Fudge narrowed his slightly cloudy eyes, and his tone was very bad.

"I said the minister's opinion." Louis said cheerfully, looked back at Hermione, and the two smiled at each other, everything was said in silence.

It's always good to be able to tease Fudge a few words, and besides... Hermione knows Chinese, and she taught herself in the library when she was free-of course, it was infected by Louis.She not only studied Chinese systematically, but also Latin and Greek.

Know more, live more wonderfully, this is Louis' mantra, and it has become their motto.

Before Fudge had an attack, Dumbledore changed the subject coldly: "I think you are probably referring to the pain in the scar that Harry has been feeling?"

"So, you admit that he's been feeling these pains?" Fudge spoke quickly, as if trying to solidify his theory. "Headaches? Nightmares? Probably—hallucinations?"

He was looking at Harry like he was looking at a madman.

"Listen to me, Connelly," Dumbledore said, taking a step towards Fudge, the look in his eyes was so firm and fierce that Fudge flinched involuntarily, "Harry is as clear-headed as you and me... …the scar on his forehead didn't confuse his brains! I believe Harry's scar only felt pain when Voldemort was lurking nearby or felt a strong desire to kill."

Dumbledore's emotions were so contagious and so calm that Fudge, a villain with nothing but a dog in his heart, stepped back half a step from Dumbledore, but his expression was still so stubborn.

"Forgive me, Dumbledore, I've never heard of enchanted scars working like alarm bells before..."

While talking, Fudge couldn't hold back a little, as if he had heard some joke, he looked at Harry and Dumbledore with incredible eyes.

"I saw Voldemort come back with my own eyes!" Harry yelled. He struggled to get out of bed, but Mrs. Weasley held him back. "I saw the Death Eaters with my own eyes!"I can name them!McNeil! "

When Harry called out his name, the scene from last night came to mind, as well as the Death Eater with his big yellow teeth hanging on his face.

"He was acquitted a long time ago, Potter." Fudge's tone was very bad, he glanced at Dumbledore, trying to find the instigating look on his face, but unfortunately, Dumbledore was expressionless , he saw nothing, "He's currently working for the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge added.

"Avery! Nott! Crabbe! Goyle!" Harry gasped and shouted loudly. He could still remember the names of the Death Eaters named by Voldemort last night. Hui, he also recognized them.

"You're just repeating the names of people who have been acquitted and convicted of not being Death Eaters for 3000 years!" Fudge yelled angrily. "You can find those names in past trial reports! For God's sake For your sake, Dumbledore--I know, at the end of last year, the boy's head was full of strange and made-up stories, and his lies kept getting more and more outlandish, and you believed them all--I Think that's what he's putting on for attention! The boy can talk to snakes, Dumbledore, and you still think he's trustworthy?"

Speaking of this, Fudge's entire face was flushed, and he glared at Harry viciously with an expression that others could not understand, as if Harry was his father-killing enemy.

In fact, it is also understandable, after all, it is related to the position under the buttocks, it is understandable for Fudge to be hysterical, but now he has completely lost his character design, and has completely lost the energy he should have as a Minister of Magic.

"You fool!" Professor McGonagall was full of opinions on the minister of the Ministry of Magic who was greedy for life and feared death, and she shouted angrily: "Could it be that Barty Crouch Jr.'s conspiracy and the attack of Barty Crouch Sr. Still can't explain everything? This is definitely not a random act of a lunatic! He even had a plan! Premeditated! He sneaked into Hogwarts in an organized way! He also caused all kinds of accidents in the final!"

"I can't see why not." Fudge blushed, his anger was no less than that of Professor McGonagall, he argued loudly: "In my opinion, you are just trying to create a panic and destroy our 13 Everything that has been painstakingly built over the years!"

Harry was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes and ears, Fudge had always been domineering and a bit conceited, but he was still kind in essence.But he didn't expect that the angry little wizard standing in front of him at this moment would categorically refuse to believe that his orderly, stable and comfortable world could be destroyed in one fell swoop-he didn't understand why Fudge was so steadfast in refusing to believe in Voldemort. Possibly a comeback.

"Voldemort is back," said Dumbledore again. "Fudge, if you accept this fact immediately and take the necessary measures, we may still be able to save the situation. The first and most important step is to get Azkaban out of the trap." The control of the ghost!"

"Playing the piano!" cried Fudge again. "Remove the dementors? I'll be kicked out of the office if I make this suggestion! Half of us know there's a dementor on guard in Azkaban, and we won't be able to do it until night. Get some sleep!"

"Connelly, if we know that you put Voldemort's most dangerous ally to guard those who will serve him at a command, then the rest of us will not sleep well!" Dumbledore persuaded earnestly, trying to Let Fudge turn around, "Those guys can't be loyal to you, Fudge! Voldemort can provide them with far more power and fun than you can provide - after all, you don't have no bottom line like Voldemort, you can Give him souls at will... Once Voldemort has the support of dementors behind him, his old buddies will come back to him one after another, and it will be very difficult for you to prevent him from regaining the power he had 13 years ago!"

Fudge's mouth opened and closed, as if there were no words to express his anger.

"The second step you must take, and you must do immediately," continued Dumbledore, "is to send a message to the giant."

"Send someone to deliver a letter to the giant?" Fudge exclaimed, suddenly speaking again. "What kind of madness is this?"

"Give them the hand of friendship before it's too late," said Dumbledore, "or Voldemort will win them over. He's done it before, and of all wizards he alone can Offer them rights and liberties!"

"You—you must be joking!"" Fudge gasped in surprise, shaking his head while backing away from Dumbledore again, "if the wizarding world learns that I have dealings with giants—people Hatred of giants, Dumbledore - my career is over! "

"Connelly, you are too obsessed with your official position, which makes you lose your due judgment." Dumbledore said, his voice gradually increased, and people could feel the halo of power surrounding him, His eyes glowed again. "You value the so-called pure wizard blood too much! You have always been like this! You didn't realize that a person's origin is not important, what matters is what kind of person he grows into!"

"I'll tell you now - just follow my advice and take some steps, and the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world will always remember you as the bravest and greatest Minister for Magic that ever lived. If you don't take Actions - and history will remember: You stood by and gave Voldemort a second chance to destroy the world we have worked so hard to rebuild! For that, you are historically responsible!"

Dumbledore's words hit Fudge's heart like a heavy hammer, "Ridiculous," he whispered, and continued to step back step by step, "Crazy... really crazy, I really didn't expect it, Dumbledore, Even you are crazy..."

There was a silence, and Madam Pomfrey stood by Harry's bed, her hand over her mouth.Aunt Molly was still standing in front of Harry, her hands on his shoulders to keep him from getting up.Bill, Ron and Hermione all stared at Fudge in surprise.

"Wetherby should really come over and take a look, my God..." Ron said to Louis next to him in a very small voice: "Look at the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic he admires, what kind of insects are they, my God... ..."

Louis gave Ron a funny look. It's been almost a year, why haven't you forgotten the "Wetherby" meme?
"If you are so obsessed with your own way, Connelly," said Dumbledore, "we will have to go our separate ways. You do as you see fit. I do as I will."

There was nothing threatening in Dumbledore's voice, it sounded like a statement, but Fudge was furious, as if Dumbledore was approaching him with a wand raised.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore," he said, threateningly waving a finger, "I have always given you complete freedom. I have always held you in great esteem. I may not approve of some of your decisions, But I've always kept my mouth shut. Not many people would allow you to hire a werewolf, keep Hagrid, or decide what to teach a student without consulting the Ministry. But if you're going to go against me..."

"The only thing I want to go against," said Dumbledore with a deep sigh, "is Voldemort... If you're against him too, Connelly, then we're still on the same side."

Fudge didn't seem to be able to figure out how to answer. In fact, deep down, he still believed what Dumbledore and Harry said about "Voldemort's return".Because of this, he didn't want to offend Dumbledore to death at all. After all, only Dumbledore could deal with Voldemort.

He was a little unsteady on his feet, after all Dumbledore's words really shocked him, and he swayed back and forth for a moment, spinning the bowler hat he was wearing on his head with both hands.Finally, he spoke, with a hint of pleading in his voice, "He won't come back, Dumbledore, he can't... absolutely not..."

Everyone knows that this begging is not for anyone, but for the refusal to accept the truth that may come.The return of Voldemort is not limited to the loss of his status. In fact, if that lunatic is in this world, even if he is the Minister of Magic, his life is in danger.

At the same time, he knew better than anyone else that Dumbledore was right. Dementors are unreliable. They have no integrity at all. They follow orders from anyone who has no bottom line. Now it seems... Voldemort It is the most suitable for their allegiance-after all, murderers like Voldemort don't mind providing them with a steady stream of souls, which is enough to make them die.

Dumbledore glanced at Snape, and Professor Snape immediately turned around and walked out of the medical wing. After a while, while Fudge was pacing back and forth anxiously, Snape came back, holding a hand that made Fudge A very familiar character.

It's Barty Crouch Jr.

He was restrained by Snape's spell, so he could only walk ahead obediently.But to be honest, Snape could only stop him from using magic, but he couldn't stop him. After seeing Fudge, he rushed over, frightened Fudge backed up again and again, but because he couldn't stand firmly, he tripped , a stagger fell down.

Fortunately, Ron had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported Fudge's body when he fell, otherwise his ugliness would not be limited to this point.

"Impedimenta! (There are many obstacles)" Louis pointed to Barty Crouch Jr. with sharp eyes and quick hands, which made him stop his forward leap.

Louis glanced at Professor Snape, wondering if it was an illusion, he seemed to see a flash of schadenfreude in the professor's eyes.

He dared to conclude that his professor definitely did it on purpose... He definitely released the spell on Barty Crouch Jr. the moment he entered the room, and he definitely wanted to scare Fudge on purpose so that he would make a fool of himself Make a fool of yourself.

It seems that Snape's resentment towards Fudge is not small, and Louis is also very gloating in his heart.It's not that he has a problem with Fudge, but he is simply a fun guy.

(End of this chapter)