days at Hogwarts

Chapter 510 Let the children enjoy the banquet
The midsummer sun rises from the east, shining golden in the morning, turning into incandescent incandescence that makes people unable to look directly at noon. At dusk, it scatters into orange red, and the light gradually dims, sinking little by little into the black lake and the back of the hills to the west. .

"Albus, don't worry, we have found out." Cornelius Fudge, who hurried over, was sweating, his shirt was wet and clinging to his back, but his face was filled with triumphant joy. , "Under the leadership of Dolores Umbridge, Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, we collected evidence from the two main parties. Regarding the doubtful aspects, Walton McNee, the Magical Creatures Advisor of the Ministry of Magic, I visited for a whole day and finally found out the truth of the incident!”

Dumbledore looked at him silently, but the focus of his eyes was not on him, as if he was looking at something else through his body. He already knew Fudge's attitude, so he didn't have any expectations.

"I personally went to the cemetery in Little Hangleton and also to the Crouch family manor... This was the busiest weekend since I became Minister of Magic." Fudge drank the honey water in front of him in one gulp and spat out happily. He took a breath and said, "Fortunately, I have found out everything, Albus. In fact, our cup holder Harry Potter did not lie, but what he said is not the truth either..."

Dumbledore's eyes fluctuated, and he seemed to be interested.

“In the maze of the third project, Harry successively encountered the weakly poisonous Devil’s Vine, the Hinkpunks and Sphinxes that can make people fall into hallucinations, the Acromantula with psychedelic venom, and the terrifying The Boggart...we all know what that kid's biggest fear is..."

Fudge's little eyes were flashing with false tears, and he sobbed twice and said: "Poor Harry left the maze and fell into a coma when he was exhausted both physically and mentally. Then he met Professor Snape in the ward to help him. While preparing the healing potion, I happened to hear Snape talking to others about Crouch and his son, so I had a weird dream, a dream about terrible, dark magic..."

Dumbledore's voice was calm: "This is the result of your investigation, Fudge, have you seen Crouch's body?"

"Oh, speaking of Crouch and his son, it turns out that we were all deceived. In fact, both of them were Death Eaters. When their true colors were revealed, they decisively gave up on one of them and let the other wait for an opportunity to rescue him. What happened next? I also know..."

Fudge shrugged nonchalantly, "In order to satisfy their own evil tastes, they planned a series of things about the Goblet of Fire. In the end, they were exposed by Vice Principal McGonagall, and then escaped, and met evil dark creatures, vampires, in Little Hangleton. Or something else, one death and one escape... Professor Snape didn't fight with them, so he only saw the corpse."

"..."

Dumbledore was too lazy to tangle with him anymore and reminded him coldly: "Voldemort is back, Fudge. If you can accept this fact immediately and take necessary measures, we can still save the situation. The first and most important step is Free Azkaban from the control of the Dementors..."

"Remove the dementors?" Fudge yelled, jumping to his feet. "If I suggest this, I will be kicked out of the office! Half of us can only sleep well at night because we know that there are dementors standing guard in Azkaban." Sleep!"

He knew, he knew, Dolores was right!
The return of Voldemort and the reunion of Death Eaters are all Dumbledore's conspiracy to seize his power!

This old man with a white beard wishes he could step down as soon as possible and let those stupid wizards nominate him as Minister of Magic!
"Those guys can't be loyal to you, Fudge. Voldemort can provide them with far more rights and pleasures than you can provide! Once Voldemort has the support of dementors behind him, his former best friends will all Go back to him, and then it will be difficult for you to prevent him from regaining the power he had thirteen years ago! "

Dumbledore sighed: "Now that I know that you still plan to let Voldemort's most dangerous best friend guard those guys who will serve him at the first command, then I probably won't sleep well tonight!"

Seeing that Fudge was going to argue any more, Dumbledore waved his hand: "If this is your decision, Fudge, I hope you won't regret it... Well, our year-end party and award ceremony are about to begin. Please forgive me for not being able to continue entertaining." Goodbye, Fudge."

Fudge's words paused as he reached his lips, then his face gradually turned red, and he was so angry that he threw up his sleeves and strode away.

...The dome hangs high, and the stars and the moon reflect each other.

The exquisite crystal chandelier spread the light of hundreds of candles into the huge auditorium. The melted special wax oil exuded a relaxing fragrance, and the bright light illuminated every part of the banquet.

On the four desks of the principals were placed fish soup with Marseilles, pan-fried foie gras steak, boiled lobster, baked red wine pheasant, steamed Lomond cod and other food with attractive colors and rich fragrance. On the table, there are bottles of gin, French champagne, California white dry wine, and whiskey spirits brewed from the cold permafrost of Bulgaria.

The wine was poured into the crystal cup, and the reflection shone with an attractive color, making some senior wizards eager to try it.

Maxim, who was wearing a wide light blue satin dress, held a crystal glass and clinked glasses with Hagrid elegantly. Perhaps the wine stored in the Durmstrang cabin was too strong, which made Maxim, who was only wearing an unfitting large suit, A subtle blush appeared on Hagrid's face.

Professor Trelawney seemed to have found a soulmate. He had been drinking with Ludo Bagman since the afternoon when the banquet was being prepared, and he has been drinking until now. There were piles of various wine bottles in front of him. Although his pupils were loose and his eyes were unfocused, But the smile on her lips showed that she was very happy.

As for Ludo Bagman? He was so drunk that he fell asleep under the long table at the guest of honor.

On the last day of the school year, little wizards from four countries put on their respective school uniforms to celebrate the end of the Goblet of Fire and that many people are about to leave school and embark on a broader path of growth.

"Another year has passed!" Dumbledore's voice was as high as ever, "Before you enjoy these delicious dishes, I hope that the news announced by this old man will make you enjoy the feast with higher spirits!"

"Now, I declare!"

"The final winners of the Goblet of Fire are - Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory of Hogwarts!"

For the first time ever, the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables simultaneously erupted in thunderous cheers and stomps, with the Hufflepuff students' voices eclipsing those of the Gryffindors.

"You actually hid it from us, you actually lied to us for a whole day!"

The little Hufflepuff wizards all pounced on Cedric, shaking him violently by the shoulders until he was dizzy and speechless. They didn't let go until he started foaming at the mouth.

Several principals and referees from other schools knew about this in advance and had no objections. Anyway, the trophy belonged to Hogwarts and they could divide it however they wanted. The two referees from the Ministry of Magic were in different situations. Crouch could no longer refute. Bagman was so drunk that his only consciousness was shouting that he had made a fortune.

"Now, enjoy the feast!"

(End of this chapter)